Not just a flower child huh ? ( Logan Howlett x reader ) part 6
summary : After the discovery her parents are alive and constantly trying to get her brother bring her to them logan figure it time she got out of the mansion to explore more than the ground of the school while he thinks of feelings that been growing like the flowers she grew
warnings : none weirdly enough , logans a big softly in this and scotts bike is " borrowed " but i think the series needed a fluffy part for once. grammatical errors also not proofread .
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Her parent alive and kicking to make it worst they were closer than she originally thought which was dead . Her brother always spoke of them in a past tense and well in away they were dead to him and to an extent to her as well but she had question , she yearned for answers that they only had . From little information she could extract from her brother which honestly was getting blood from a stone on the subject but what she did learn was they were well off living in a nice area where all the other rich people living it lavishly which was probably from the money they gotten . the price of her childhood gave them she was always curious to see the price tag that was attached to her suffering.
“ why won’t you bring me” she asked seemed like she was a broken record the same words on repeat since she found out and seem her brother were on the same record.
“ because nothing good will come from it “ piotr sighed . “ you are not ready malyshka” he tried being gentle , tried to get her to understand where he was coming from .
“ don’t call me that i’m not baby , i should decide if i’m ready it my answers not yours “ she huffed .
“ you don’t think i want answer why i had to think i failed you , i couldn’t protect you i want answers but we are not ready little one” he patted her head only for her to glare.
“ i am ready it’s not like they could hurt me more” she rolled her eyes .
“ they are colder than before “ he pointed it out.
“ i can set them on fire warm their hearts” she shrugged.
“ i am protecting you by not bring you there not them , i didn’t before but now i am whether you like it or not “ that hurt and finality in his voice that stop her pushing further it made her storm off with one word coming out of her mouth .
“ suka” .
Logan in all his years which was a lot of living , he’d never been this way it was a strong sense that ran throughout his body warming the cold metal of his skeleton if it was possible. Intrigued by the woman who was so fierce , so strong and yet so soft and vulnerable . it was scary and amazing all in once not that he would admit that outloud .
Even now she was storming around probably giving out about her brother but he couldn’t tell seeing when she got like that well it wasn’t in english she spoke .
“You know she gonna catch on to you gawking at her” scott voice startling him from the train of thought or more so infatuation he found himself stuck in .
“ not gawking , checking to see if she ok don’t need a jungle of vines on the ground there” he shrugged .
“ so that isn’t drool on your cheek or are you actually more animal then man” .
“Fuck off and what did i tell you about sneaking up on me” he growled .
“ nothing because i never have , too busy with the heart eyes it cute really” scott smiled only for jean to slap him only for logan well to head exactly where they knew he would.
“ least now he’ll finally stop looking at you like that” it was almost relief in the mans tone as he spoke .
“ no he never looked at me like that” jeans head shook as she watched the man she well had a complicated relationship with a start looking at someone with something more. Whatever thought he felt for jean he was actually feeling for y/n , jean just hoped he would accept it and see he was worthy of something more in his life then all this.
“ whats got you storming holes through the grass , you know hot wheels takes pride in his garden “ he called making her pacing halt.
“ well if he and my brother would just help me out and took bride in letting me see my parents well” she growled .
“ it’s pride with a p … look maybe it for the best parents are overrated” .
“ americans always think that” she rolled her eyes.
“ well i’m canadian “ he chuckled confusing her more.
“ it’s not like i’m looking for a happy family , i .. i just want answers like what makes a person wake up one morning think oh lets sell the child and live happy in america” she looked down at the ground.
“ easy their assholes , selfish assholes and they call mutants monsters yet people discard or sell their offspring like it’s nothing” .
“ well i wasn’t nothing i came with price tag “ she flopped on the ground it was everything and nothing all in once .
“ look sweetheart people like that only care for themselves not the people around them even if it is their own kids , you are worth more than anything they could of gotten “ he sat beside her not caring at the looks he was getting in the distance because he was slowly getting use to them seemed to happen a lot since she came to the mansion .
“ you are good guy but i’m not giving up on this “ she watched the sky above it wasn’t as beautiful as the night scare but it was beautiful in it own way .
“ i’m not a good guy . good guys get taken home to mom and pop and well men like me are flirted with “ he laughed dryly remembering it as clearly when those words where spoken to him .
“ if mine didn’t sell me i would totally introduce you to them “ she laughed . “ you are good man even though you pretend your not “ she smiled up at him .
“ you must be getting cabin fever how about we take a trip” he stood up abruptly .
“ are we allowed to do that?” she asked almost hushed like whisper.
“ it not a prison bub and i’m not bringing you to your parents but maybe getting out of here will help” he held his hand out watching and waiting , hoping she would take it.
“ lets go “ she smiled as he pulled her up .
Almost cat like as the two walked into the garage she seen the jet for first time since well she was unconscious when they found her. She never been in this part before which was weird but yet she stood in awe at all the vehicles . the only one she been in other than the jet was a windowless van with a hood on her head, she could hear the world pass bye but she never got to see it hell since coming to this place she almost forgot there was a world. The two stopped and her eyes looked down to see a motorcycle sitting then up to see logan coming at her with a contraption in his hand.
“ i don’t like hoods” she stood back .
“ its not a hood look you can see out here , you don’t have a metal dome like your brother so you need to wear it , trust me” he explained as she stood as he lowered it over her head it wasn’t heavy like she thought it would be and she could actually see out of the little slot like he said. In all that her heart was beating so fast she felt like it was going to come out of her chest. He’d never been so close , so much so she could see the extent of the hazel color of his eyes or the scruff that was starting to grow on his face.
“ you sit here and hold on , ok like good now no need to be scared “ he smirked as he felt her presence on his back and his claw coming to the ignition bring the bike to life . “ here hands here” he smiled pulling them to his waist kicking the stand and heading off. He felt her grip tighten as her fingers bunch up on his shirt.
“ this isn’t you bike is it?” she asked as they were driving out the school gates .
“ more shared custody “ he laughed.
“ has anyone seen y/n we had another argument” piotr asked .
“ anyone seen my bike” scott asked almost a second later causing jean and ororo to share knowing smile knowing exactly that both were with the same man .
“Both are safe with logan “ charles spoke up.
“ it might do her good to get out see there is more than just the school take her mind off it all she is here with just the thoughts of it all a distraction is what she needs” charles looked between the men .
“ what about my bike “ scott whined.
“ also safe probably more safer with y/n on it” storm smirked .
“ he needs To atleast use the keys before he breaks it” scott Hid the small smile on his face.
The world was beautiful , it was almost magical all the greenery she passed by the wind on her skin as she took it all it , soaked It up Like a sponge Then the transition To the city it was almost like something out of a movie or pages in a book . The different contrast From greenery to the tall building almost Like they were in the clouds .
All different colors and shapes , so many People walking going about their day . All the different scents hit Her nose some amazing , some Ok and some She wished never graced her nostrils . Then it was obvious to the man that was currently in front of her , the feeling of his shirt at Tips of her fingers , the scent she Slowly got excited to smell each night while she sat or was walking to the kitchen. She didn't realize Lost in the feeling of Well everything , her hands gliding Along logans tshirt , comforting Motions Yet it was doing anything but such . Only for the bike to go faster and the feeling Her hand grabbing The material tightly Once more.
He enjoyed the closeness , the feeling of her touch on him , her chest laying Against his Back it was good , too good he didn't realize he Pulled the accelerator as hard As he did but then again it worked in his Favor too having her more Close to him . She was special he couldn't deny it And couldn't deny he felt something More than friendship with the woman . He wasn’t shy if he could he would tell her not a problem , it wasn't the time she was going Through the other side of a life of hell so instead of it all he would help her as much as he could . Build A friendship he Was happy with that for now and meant It . She first person not to see him as a project , subject to examine Or something to play with when life got a little boring . Although they were good friends now at start it was exactly how jean made him Feel .
The bike pulled to a stop she hopped Off looking around making him chuckle.
“ here you'll see it better without this” he chuckled Taking the helmet off her head . Her eyes looking up At the big gate . it was what she remembered well from the print of it from her grandmothers album . she always said when she was older every landmark in that book she was a going to see for herself . Now here she stood at one of those landmarked moments in her grandmothers album . the same exact place only in color and not in the print she was looking with her own eyes it was a surreal moment. Something that felt so far removed and yet it was happening in real time . she could help the smile that over took face it was probably biggest smile logan seen on her face that was for sure . another surprise how energetic she was almost bouncing from foot to foot to even get start and yet she stay in one part til logan got close once he did she put her hand in his and pulled him forward eager to explore they place she only heard of in a stories . not once did her grip on his hand pulled away even when she was looking at statues and getting him to read the signs she couldn’t . her eyes wide and curious watching people pass by or dogs on their leashes she almost hid , she forgot all this existed it was a bittersweet thing to being free was relearning the things that existed animals , people and places. Even ducks and local park life was so foreign to her mind and yet she knew what they were but it was like it was imaginary in away . some parts reminded her of the mansion she wondered if this park was where charles got inspiration . He watched , talked her through everything frankly he was torn between sad and thinking the reactions were adorable . small things that were almost a luxury to her where as he and many people in the park or even mansion . all the things that usually didn’t really get a second thought and now he realized he was kinda grateful to experience it all again . then she froze completely her brows arched like she was trying to figure out something til the first time she let go of his hand and walked ahead almost running leading him to follow. She went to the bushes and disappeared and reappeared before he could even react to what was happening.
“ you know you can’t take that home” he chuckled as she looked up and little fluffball in her hands .
“Why not he’s alone , isn’t that what the school is for” her head tilted” she smiled looking down. “ i already named him logan meet bub” she beamed holding the kitten out poor thing was in a rough shape almost resembling her when he first saw her in the cage and yet a little cute. “ i will deal with professor man ” she shrugged taking his hand again .
“ oh this i will want to see” he chuckled following after her slightly disappointed til she took his hand again .
“ can we come back here” she asked softly .
“ yeah we can come back anytime you want sweetheart” `he smiled instantly he knew there and then she was the one for him .
" he can't say no to bub" she giggled as the kitten nuzzled into her arm.
" i call you bub though " logan smirked .
" i like sweetheart more" she smirked walked a head pulling him behind her .
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