Wolverine had returned to the X-Mansion, your girlfriend knew him, so as soon as she arrived she went to greet him, the excitement radiating from her. That bothered you, the guy didn't have a single bit of ugly and that made your nerves tense just thinking that he was a thousand times better than you.

You offered him your hand after your girlfriend greeted him and he... examined you. As if you were just another piece of trash, he didn't know you, nor you him, but it seemed that neither of you had a good impression, at least that's what you thought.

But there you were, in the kitchen of the mansion, at night, in front of Logan, drinking a glass of milk while he looked for 'a beer'. The guy was attractive even if you tried to deny it, and worst of all, these days he didn't even seem to flirt with your girlfriend— he flirted with you.

He took a soda out of the fridge and turned around, closing the door, leaning the side of his hips against the edge of the counter, looking at you with a mocking smile.