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Logan had breezed into their house like he’d bloody belonged there, with a cigar stubbed between his lips, a cat in hand, and an expression so smug that Erik had wanted to do nothing more in that moment than burn Logan’s eyes with the said cigar.
‘I found this cat while rescuing a building, Charles. He was homeless. I thought you’d like to keep him,’ Logan had said. Erik had begun to protest, but Charles had held the cat and awwed and cooed, and Erik’s protests had died a strangled death.
Logan smirks, looking directly into Erik’s eyes, and says, ‘Oh, and the locals say that his name is Erik.’
Series
- Part 10 of Remixes
- Part 1 of Cats, Conflicts, and Chaos