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He leaned on the doorframe to your office, a thick unlit cigar resting between his teeth.
“Hell of a cold you got there, bub”, he drawled, "Could hear you half way down the hall."
“M’fine”, you groaned, not looking up as you worked through the next of your papers. Your hair was a mess, you were sure, and you were pretty sure your skin was misted with sweat.
Logan scoffed, his footsteps heavy on the floor as he walked over, perching on the edge of your wooden desk.
“Do you mind?”, you croaked with annoyance, sniffling and clearing your throat as your tried to remove a student’s paper from underneath his ass.
“Not really”, he smirked. Logan leaned across, yanking the pen from your fingertips before straightening and tucking it into the pocket of his shirt.
“For Christ’s sake”, you grumbled in annoyance, “can you j-…ju…hehh-HITCHEW!” You snapped to the side with harsh sneeze into your hands. “Snff – ugh… Can’t you just go annoy someone else?”
"Oof, you sound like shit", he recoiled, his hands needling at the edge of the wooden desk as he chewed on the cigar, "Bless you."
You put your pounding head in your hands, rubbing at your aching eyes. God you felt awful. You'd woke up with a scratchy throat and a tickling nose that just wouldn't quit, but since then it had developed into an aching in your muscles. With a huff, Logan pulled the cigar from his lips and pushed himself off the front of your desk before walking around beside you. Crouching, he grabbed the arm of your chair, spinning you to face him before pressing a slow kiss to your forehead. When he drew back, you looked up at him with bloodshot eyes, only to see a concerned gaze. His firm hand replaced his lips, pressing hard and sure against your forehead for a moment before moving to brush your hair behind your ear.
“You’re burning up”, he said softly. His calloused hand traced up your arm in a way that sent goosebumps careening down your spine. “Enough work for one day.”
“I’m fi…f-fhehh Heh-HhSHEITCHH!!” you stifled a sneeze into your sleeve. Sniffling, you batted his arms away from you. “I’ll be okay.”
Logan batted your arm away with ease as he scooped you up in his arms. Embarrassment flooding your veins as he cradled you, carrying you up the stairs to your room. Despite it all, you allowed your head to loll against his chest. "Ugh...s...sorry....I have t...to...hehh...HITCXHHH!" You stifled a sneeze against the divot in his collarbone.
“Bless you", he soothed as you sniffled, tightening his grip on you. "Come on, let’s get you to bed.”
“I don’t want you to catch this”, you croaked as you sniffled.
“I can’t.”