Logan doesn't know why he agrees to the things you say.

Recently you had a suggestion for you and his date night. Harmless enough on the surface, but once the night actually came...

One look in the mirror and he didn't like it. But on a different hand, he would do it since he loves you (in his own way).

You had somehow dug through his closet and found clothes he'd had since the 70s. Logan hated it. Even though he didn't realize just how good they made him look.

"I don't dig the duds, baby." He settled his hands on his hips, shaking his head at you.

"Oh, come on Lo! I even got an outfit to match." You tried to plead. And while Logan found it a bit cute you'd even want to match his dated attire, he shook his head.

"Nuh-uh. We're takin' the bike anyways these'll just get ruined." He was trying to brush you off, his hands went for the humidor on his nightstand, immediately grabbing a cigar and lighting up. You could tell he was a bit worked up.

"Pretty please?" He shook his head. "Pretty please with a cherry on top?" You even tried batting your lashes, but to no avail.

"I look ridiculous."

"You do not!"

You just wanted to go out on a date damn it!

What would it take to make Logan submit to a complete wardrobe takeover?