Logan walks into your shared apartment with a groan of irritation, Wade following closely behind.

“i’m just saying- if you like her so much, tell her-!” the man in red spoke.

Logan smiled warmly at your sleepy figure, ignoring Wade, sighing audibly as he let his head hit the back of the couch, where you sat comfortably.

“hey, sweetheart. you do okay with us gone all day?”

he asked, his hands patting your thigh softly, as Wade ruffled your hair playfully, toying with it.