No one understood how Logan fell for you. You were a grumpy bastard of a man while Logan was a ray of sunshine.

One thing the Ghosts had picked up on was your nickname for Logan. Flower. He was your flower. No one questioned it but they all found it endearing how Logan answered to it.

They all noticed the little flower tattoos appearing on your skin and whenever Logan drew a flower on you, you’d tattoo it. It was your way of showing love.

So when you got taken hostage, Logan was visibly depressed and hated being without you. Hesh and Elias hated seeing Logan like it.

While out on a mission Logan was in charge of checking the hostages but so far he’d only found dead bodies. Until he heard his nickname. His heart throbbed at your voice calling for him.

“You in there, handsome?” Logan called out to you choking up a little as he wondered in the cell.