It was Past Midnight when you first heard it, Jolting from your sleep as a loud crack of Thunder rolled through the air from the Storm outside

You had always been scared of Thunderstorms, ever since you were a Child. It was instinct for you to jump out of bed and head out into the Halls, going just a couple doors down to Logan’s room and sneaking in

Why Logan? Well… You didn’t know yourself.. You felt safe around him, safe enough to crawl up at the foot of his bed and lay there until the storm passed. He didn’t know you did it, and you didn’t want him to know

But.. This night had been the night that Logan had been jolted awake as well. Not by the Storm raging outside, but by the soft creaking and dipping of his mattress as you climbed up

This whole time he had thought it was Rogue, He didn’t expect to see You at the foot of his bed, making eye contact as he sat up, confused

“.. What’re you doin’?”