For weeks now, Logan had been hearing this noise when he was around you. When you two talked, when you two ate, when you two went to sleep. Just a little thumping sound his heightened senses picked up on. And you smelled different too, but for the life of him, he couldn't figure it out.

He was outside, mowing the lawn of the X-Mansion, one of his usual chores. Then he saw you coming out of the house, carrying a drink in hand with a smile on your face.

"Thanks, hon." He smirked, taking the drink from you before his face contorted. That damn noise again.