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It has been five weeks since that mission, Five week since Logan had to kiss Morph in order to keep their disguise. Then why did he still think about it every single day?
He just did it because the mission required it. It only felt good, because Morph was his best friend and he trusted them. Then why did he ask himself how they’d react if he did it again every time he saw them?
Logan looked at the clock. It was way past midnight. Morph should’ve been back hours ago. Scott said the mission wouldn’t take very long. About half an hour he said. Morph insisted on going alone. Typical, Logan thought, always trying to prove themself.
He looked back at the TV. Should he go look for them? His enchanted senses would make it easy to find them. But what if they were fine and the mission just needed longer than expected? They’d probably be mad at him for thinking they can’t do it alone. Not that he thought that anyway. He knew they were tougher than they looked like. But what if they were in danger and just too stubborn to call? They probably didn’t even know he was still awake and waiting for them. They could be de-
He didn’t wanna finish that thought. Before his thoughts could spiral any further he heard the front doors opening and a familiar scent reached his nose. Morph. They were back. Morph came into the living room and smiled when they saw him.
“Heyy, Logan. Should’ve known you’re still awake“
They sat down next to him on the couch. Too close. No. Not close enough.
“Nightmares?“
Logan looked away. Morph knew him too well. That would usually have been his reason to stay awake. Not recently though.
“No“, he answered, “Just too much to think about“
Wow, real smooth, Logan, he thought. Before Morph could ask, what he thought about, he changed the subject.
“How was your mission?“
“It was okay. Pretty boring actually. Remember, how Scott said that guy might be stealing some Sentinel tech? Turns out he only stole three bags of onions“
Logan just stared at Morph for a moment.
“Onions?“, he asked. Maybe he heard them wrong.
“Yes, onions. Normal onions. I even had them checked“
“That why you’ve been gone so long?“
Logan froze. Not enough for most people to notice, but sure as hell enough for Morph to notice. He didn’t mean to ask that. Morph obviously noticed, because they gave him a teasing grin.
“You noticed“
Logan didn’t know how to respond. Why was Morph’s grin so distracting? He should be annoyed. Tell them to knock it off. Instead he changed the subject again.
“You eaten today?“
He remembered they sometimes forgot to eat for days until someone pointed it out. Why did he remember that? Morph looked just as surprised as he felt.
“I-…“, they started, “No. I don’t think I did“
At least they were being honest.
“Stay here“, he said and got up, “There should be some leftovers in the kitchen“
He went to get them. While he was microwaving the leftovers he made Morph some coffee. He knew exactly how they liked it. Too much sugar for his taste. He froze. Has he always known that? He didn’t know how Jean liked her coffee. But Morph…
The sudden beeping of the microwave cut his thought off. He took the leftovers and the coffee and brought it back to Morph. They took it with a smile.
“Thanks“
Logan didn’t know how to respond. Again. That was two times too often for one night. He wasn’t used to hearing Morph thank him for something. Or did they always thank him and he just never noticed?
A gruff “Sure“ was all he managed as answer.
Charming, he thought. He sat down next to Morph again, closer this time. Their shoulders brushed. Morph either didn’t notice or it didn’t bother them, because they didn’t pull away. For a moment the two of them just sat there in silence, the only sound being Morph’s eating.
Logan looked at Morph. He wanted to kiss them so badly right now he was almost shocked. How can that mission have changed so much? It took almost all of his self-control, not to rush it. He didn’t wanna scare them off.
Neither of them has talked about the mission again, after it happened. Which was unusual. Usually Morph would’ve teased him about that for years. Morph looked at him.
“You’re staring“
They said it so matter-of-fact, he almost forgot to deny it. Logan quickly looked away, which only seemed to prove their point.
“I’m not“
He had to ask about the mission.
“Was just wonderin’ how you feel. Y’know… after that mission. The kiss“
Morph looked surprised. Logan couldn’t blame them. He usually wasn’t the one to talk about feelings.
“I’m… fine“, they replied, “It was just the mission, right? Honestly, I didn’t think you’d actually do it. Thought you’d say ’screw it’ and just punch your was trough. How are you feeling?“
Logan just stared at the TV for a moment. How was he feeling? When he thought about the mission, all he could think about was the kiss. He remembered every detail about it. How cold and soft their skin was, how naturally they’d fit against him, the taste of their lips… and god, they tasted good.
But he couldn’t say that. It’d sound weird.
“I’m fine“, he said instead, “Mission would’ve been blown up if I’d’ve decided to punch our way through“
Morph grinned.
“Did I hear that right? Did the big, scary Wolverine just admit punching wasn’t the best option?“
Logan opened his mouth to argue. And then closed it again. Because Morph was right. He did say that, Dammit.
“Ear your food“, was all he had to say in his defense.
“Wow. Bossy“, Morph said, but they still continued eating.
Good job, Logan, Logan thought, now you definitely know if they liked it. But he couldn’ ask them now. He just changed the subject. Morph was the one who broke the silence a few moments later.
“Did you eat today?“
Why did Morph need to turn it around? This wasn’t supposed to be them taking care of him.
“Yeah“, he answered.
“And what?“
“Coffee“
“Anything else?“
“Why does that matter right now?“
“Wow. And telling me to eat. Come on“, they said, holding some of their food in front of his mouth, “Open up“
They weren’t seriously gonna feed him?
“You trynna feed me?“
“Yes, and now open your mouth. My arm starts hurting“
Despite every instinct telling him no to, Logan opened his mouth and let Morph feed him. It didn’t feel that bad. Logan couldn’t remember when someone was feeding him last time. Or if he’s ever been fed before.
Logan just chewed in silence. The fact that Morph was still looking at him did not help. Have their eyes always been that deep, despite not having pupils?
“What“, he asked.
“You’re letting me feed you“
“It was just one bite“
“It always starts with one bite“
Logan rolled his eyes, He couldn’t help but think how cute Morph was when they were arguing. And that little satisfied grin they got, when they knew, they won. God, it was so attractive. He wanted to make sure that they had more reasons to smile like that. Especially when he was the reason. Hell, what was he thinking? Sure he just wanted to keep them smiling because they were his best friend, right?
Then why did he want to kiss them again? He had to do it. He couldn’t wait. But he didn’t wanna do it without their premission. So… how do you ask your best friend if you could kiss them?
“So… er… ’bout that mission. The kiss. Er… I was wonderin’ if you’d… uh… wanna do it again. Y’know… this time without having to prove anything. We don’t have to do it if you don’t want to. Just… wanted to ask“
Perfect, Logan, he thought, that was so awkward, they’ll think you’re crazy. They’ll probably say no anyway. It was just the mission. He shouldn’t have asked. Now he ruined the greatest friendship he ever had and would have to move to Canada and-
“Yeah“, Morph's answer cut his thoughts off, “I’d like that“
Logan wasn’t sure if he heard them right. Did they really just say yes? To him?
“You… do?“, was all he managed, staring at them.
“Yeah“, Morph said, shifting closer, “I was actually about to ask you the same thing“
How did they stay so calm? A slow grin spread over Logan's face.
“Well in that case…“
He lifted his hand and brushed his fingers across Morph’s cheek. Their skin was as cold as he remembered it.
“You sure about this?“, he asked one last time.
“100%“, Morph answered and leaned their forehead against his.
That was all Logan needed. He closed the remaining distance and kissed them. It was soft at first, gentle now that they didn’t have to keep a disguise. But the moment Morph responded the kiss deepened. Logan’s hand slid from Morph’s cheek to the back of their neck. His other hand settled at their waist, pulling them closer. Morph warped their arms around his neck and pressed their body against his.
Eventually they pulled back, both of them breathing heavy. Logan leaned his forehead against theirs again.
“That was better the the last one“, he said teasingly.
Morph smiled. He has never seen them that happy before.
“Yeah“, they answered, “definitely“
Logan pulled them into a hug and smiled as he felt their head settle against his shoulder. He finally understood his feelings. And he was tired of hiding them.
“I love you, Morph“, he said.
“I love you too, Wolvie“, Morph answered, their arms tightening around him, “I have for a long time“
Logan still couldn’t understand how someone could love him, but he was willing to let himself believe, Morph did.
“It’s getting late“, Logan said after a few moments, “We should probably go to bed“
“I don’t wanna be alone tonight“, Morph replied.
Logan pulled back just enough to kiss their forehead.
“Your room or mine?“
“Mine“, Morph’s answer was immediate, “My bed’s more comfortable than yours“
Logan chuckled.
“Fair“
He got up and offered Morph his hand. They took it and the two of them walked to Morph’s room. In Morph’s bed Morph cuddled against him and Logan warped his arms around them, pulling them closer until Morph’s head rested against his chest.
“Good night, trouble“, he said.
“Night, Wolvie“, Morph replied with sleepy voice.
Logan watched them fall asleep with a smile. For the first time in a long while Logan didn’t feel the need to run and when he fell asleep, he was actually relaxed