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It was just one of those days, as rare as they are, where neither of them wanted to get out of bed. Scott had been injured the day before and had fallen asleep between Logan and Jean, wearing one of Logan's t-shirts because they were loose enough that it wouldn't cling to the bandages covering his chest.
When he woke, still clinging to sleep, it was to quiet murmurs from his wife and their boyfriend. He couldn't hear the words well but knew who was saying what. He yawned and dragged his sore and tired limbs and did his best to climb into Logan's personal space.
Aided no doubt by the help of his wife's power and Logan's strong yet overly careful hands, Scott sighed as soon as he was in Logan's lap sinking into Logan's warmth and fading back to sleep pretty quick.
Logan chuckled as he began to drag his fingers through Scott's soft hair, "C'mere" He said lifting his free hand so Jean could tuck herself into his side. "Do you want me to hold your book?" Jean asked, eyeing the book Logan had tossed to the end of the bed before he'd offered his arm to Jean.
Logan chuckled "Want me ta read aloud?" He asked, Jean blushed a little, "Since you offered" She said resting her head on his shoulder, draping her hand over Scott's back as Logan's book floats up to them.
Scott let out a content sigh snuggling impossibly deeper into Logans body, "He's still high as fuck ain't he?" He asked, amused. "I wouldn't doubt it" Jean replied.
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Seeing as Logan 'Trapped' under a sleeping Scott, Jean reluctantly pulled herself out of their bed to get them something to eat.
Logan thinks this might just be the only trap he doesn't mind being well trapped in, even if his grumbling says otherwise, it's about as relaxed as Scott's ever going to be.
Scott whined, his eyes fluttering open as he shifted slightly, before he settled "Time is it?" he asked, dragging his hand along the sheet until he found Logan's hand, lacing their fingers together.
"Noonish," Logan said, using his free hand to swipe Scott's hair from his face. Scott let out a noise that sounded like a mixture of a sigh and a groan. "How ya feelin'" Logan asked, "Like I got thrown through a wall" Scott answered groaning as he tried to sit up, "Funny that" Logan commented as he very carefully helped Scott sit up.
"Can I ask you to do something without you being an asshole about it?" Scott asked nervously, "maybe" Logan answered. "I need the bathroom, and my whole body moves when I try to move," Scott said, slightly embarrassed.
Instead of the snarky comment Scott was sure to come, in a surprising turn of events Logan simply pressed a kiss to his forehead and helped him into the bathroom.
It made Scott feel woozy, all this with Logan is so new, He knows Jean has been telling him for months that Logan acts like this when they're behind closed doors.
Though said woozyness might just be the pain meds, but it never fails to Surprise Scott just how much of a teddy bear Logan is.
"Where's Jean?" Scott asked as they're making their way back into the bedroom, "Downstairs getting breakfast, she's been caught by one o' the kids though so might be a minute" Logan said, sitting Scott down on the mattress and walking over to the couch to grab the tv remote from the coffee table and climbing back into the bed.
Jean returned with plates of bacon, Eggs and pancakes and two steaming cups of tea and one Coffee. "Ororo and Hank saved us breakfast" She said happily, setting the tray down and climbing onto the bed sitting crisscrossed, across from her boys.