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I made this idek when, but this poorly sketched wlw Logurt (inspired by the butch Logan trend that I am extremely late to ofc) has been in my drafts for a while now. I'm just posting this, despite really disliking it tbh, just to have some sort of activity. I'm art blocked and extremely busy with life stuff. Sorry to my sweet mutuals who I do not have the energy to reply too. Chatting is just so exhausting lately. :') ANYWAy, sorry for the ramble. Happy Halloween to those who celebrate. I forgot it was even today. Yaaaaay.

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Don’t You Ever Think You Are a Burden (Logurt/WolverinexNightcrawler)

So I thought I’d share a few of my X-Men AO3 fics on here. Some gen fics, some ship fic. All X-Men that are usually Kurt focused.

This one is a Logurt (LoganxKurt Wagner, WoverinexNightcrawler) where one near drowning causes Logan to contemplate his feelings for Kurt and why this instance pulled at his heartstrings more.

A harsh, water filled cough escaped Kurt as he gagged out water. Rolling onto his hands and knees, he continued to hack away in an attempt to empty out his lungs. Breathes took several deep inhales in an attempt to calm down as Kurt’s body strained and shook. Fear, panic, and confusion made a mess of Kurt’s brain, refusing to let him process what happened.

A strong hand gently sat on his back running around in circles to comfort him. It gave Kurt something to focus on. Even if it was just barely. Kurt leaned into the contact, feeling a bit more at ease. Unfortunately, not for long.

Kurt’s body gave out, too stressed by the abrupt awakening. He could feel himself being rolled around onto his back as yellow eyes started getting foggy. The last thing Kurt would remember before losing consciousness was being lifted up bridal style as Logan looked at him with anxious blue eyes. And though his hearing was muffled, he could have sworn that he heard Logan telling him that everything was going to be okay.

~

Logan refused to leave Kurt’s side. He was instantly brought to the med bay for observation. And though he was expected to make a speedy recovery, Kurt was bedbound until further notice. He needed the rest. Having nearly drowned thanks to his foot getting tangled in seaweed while saving a young scuba diver, getting oxygen and rest was the best medicine.

Listening to the small beeps of Kurt’s machinery, Logan watched as Kurt breathed. Cold hands firmly held onto a three digited hand, periodically feeling veins thumping along to Kurt’s heart rhythm.

“You don’t have to be attached to his hip.” Hank noted. “He’s going to be okay.”

Silence was all the medically proficient mutant got as Logan’s hold tightened. Scanning the Canadian, Hank noted the dark circles starting to form under Logan’s eyes. And from what he recalled, he hadn’t seen Logan eat much since they got back.

“You need sleep.” Hank advised. “He’s not going anywhere.”

“He nearly drowned Hank.” Logan coldly reminded.

“I know.”

“He could have died.”

“But he didn’t. And let’s not forget, he saved that young boy’s life.”

Logan said nothing. Not because he thought that Hank was wrong, or that saving the scuba diver should have died, but because of the man in front of them. An aching feeling sank Logan’s heart and a dark cloud fogged his mind.

“At least try to eat.” Hank advised, noting that he wasn’t going to change the man’s mind anytime soon as he excused himself.

In the silent wake of Hank’s exit, Logan felt lost. He always worried about Kurt. As his friend, and knowing what the blue mutant had gone through, Logan always looked out for him. People could be cruel, yet Logan never wanted him to hide his true self. He knew Kurt had troubles with family, but wanted him to know that he didn’t need blood to have it when he had the X-Men. As his friend, Logan wanted what was best for him and couldn’t help but worry about the external forces out to get him.

But now, Logan’s worries felt like more than just friendly concerns. It fell deeper now. Watching Kurt dive down and not resurface for several minutes after the Scuba diver did brought out the worse case of panic in Logan. And seeing him almost frozen in place like a corpse on ice scared Logan.

Kurt was strong. Heroic to a fault. Logan never wanted to strip Kurt of that, but seeing him almost die was horrifying. It didn’t just terrify him that he almost lost a friend. It felt like a part of his heart was almost ripped out of his chest, and he couldn’t quite grasp why. Locking onto Kurt, one of Logan’s hands brushed through blackish indigo hair. It caused an unconscious reaction as Kurt’s face melted into the hand, causing Logan’s heart to skip a beat.

Logan’s mind fell onto one question: Out of all the times he had seen Kurt hurt, why was he feeling so strange about it now?

~

Kurt was released two days after his hospitalization. As such, he was allowed to freely roam the halls of the school. Provided he took it easy for a few more days.

The only problem was Logan. The once bedside latched Canadian had all but disappeared. It felt odd. Sure, Logan was distant with most people on most days, but he alway liked to check in with Kurt. Maybe go to the bar, which Kurt hs presently been barred from while he recuperates, or train in the danger room.

The distance had gotten so apparent that Kurt could have swore he was avoiding him. One of the few times Kurt spotted him, he noted Logan distancing himself from the fuzzy blue mutant. It made Kurt wonder if he had done something wrong.

~

He knew he shouldn’t be avoiding Kurt, but he felt like he had to in order to collect himself. He wanted to know why he was feeling so peculiar towards the elf. He needed time to process it and try to find out what he was feeling.

But now, his guilt for abandoning Kurt was high, and he knew he shouldn’t avoid him any longer. As he travelled down the halls, Logan caught a glimpse of a conversation. Upon further observation, it was Kurt and Kitty. Logan stood by the wall’s edge, not wanting to interrupt the conversation.

”What was it like?” Kitty inquired. “Was it like in the movies where air bubbles are all over the place and your panicking?”

”Sort of.” Kurt awkwardly confirmed. “I was certainly panicking, but I don’t think there were that many air bubbles.”

”Why didn’t you teleport?” Her question was a reasonable one. “Surely that would have saved you.”

There was a stagnant pause. Logan was curious as well. Surely Kurt would have ‘ported to safety.

“I was in such a panic that I couldn’t focus on it. My leg was caught and that’s all I could think about. I was already losing oxygen, so even if I did teleport, I could have risked uncertain amounts of damage.”

His reasoning also made sense. If someone is in a panic, the mind may become burry and scared.

”You know, Logan was relly worried about you.” Kitty stated. “He didn’t leave your side once during your stay in the medical bay.”

Another stagnant pause. Though he wasn’t looking directly at the duo, Logan could sense a subtle change in the air. Limbs shifted, crossing as one hand covered Kurt’s mouth. His eyes seemed thankful, but the were sad.

”That’s why he’s avoiding me, isn’t it?” Kurt sighed. “I must have been such a burden to him that he cant stand to be near me.”

Logan swore he heard a saddened sigh escape Kurt. Guilt sank into the Canadian like hot coal on ice. He knew his avoidance might not have been wise, but he didn’t want Kurt thinking he was a burden.

”No.” Kitty gasped. “He’s your friend.”

“Then why does he run from me?” Kurt asked, letting out a whimper.

There was no time to react before Kurt found himself thrown over a shoulder. And it wasn’t until he felt movement that he realized who grabbed him. Logan shot Kitty a glance confirming that he had this handled, to which she nodded, a little concerned, but understood that he needed to talk to Kurt.

~

Kurt was tossed on the bed unceremoniously as Logan shut the door. The blue mutant flopped around for a moment before sitting up. Once he did, Logan was leaning over him, hands clamping to the sides of his face.

”Logan, what are you doing?” Kurt shakily asked, not knowing if he should be afraid or not.

There was no time to get an answer before warm, smoke scented lips collided with Kurt’s. Golden eyes widened in shock and a deep purple tint heated Kurt’s cheeks. Nothing and no one moved, as passion absorbed the duo.

Upon release, Kurt took a deep breathe. His once alarmed expression now one of unexpected awe. Golden eyes locked with blue ones as callous hands continued to hold onto Kurt’s face.

”Don’t you ever think you’re a burden, Elf.” Logan requested. “You never were one, and I’m sorry if I made you feel that way.” A softer kiss landed on Kurt’s forehead. “I was just so scared after you nearly drowned. More so than I have ever been since the day we met. You’re strong, saintly, and smart, but when I saw you limp, it felt like I was hit by a train. I was so confused and worried, and I didn’t know why.” Hands moved to Kurt’s shoulders, pulling him into a hug. “I love you Kurt Wagner. I love you, you fuzzy elf.”

Speechless, Kurt processed everything Logan just told him. It was a relief to know that he wasn’t a burden to Logan, but he hadn’t expected the confession. It certainly put things into perspective for Kurt. Not only that, but it got him to realize something himself. In all of the years that they knew each other, Kurt would be lying if he said he wasn’t fond of Logan. Fondness that, as of late, felt less platonic, and more affectionate. Shuffling back slightly, he looked at Logan.

”I love you too, you oversized teddy bear.” Kurt replied.

This time, it was Logan who was speechless, giving Kurt just enough time to steal a soft kiss of his own. When Logan relaxed, he returned it with a subtle amount of passion. Breaking apart felt lonesome, but both needed to breathe. Logan finally got himself situated, sitting next to Kurt.

“It feels nice.” Logan mused, holding Kurt’s hand. “Knowing what I’m feeling and that it’s mutual. I’d never want you to force you.”

”I know.” Kurt figured, resting his head on Logan’s shoulder. “And you’re not. We’ve always been the odd couple. In friendship and now in romance. Not that I’m complaining. It’s… nice.”

Though putting it mildly, nice summed it up perfectly. That said, without uttering a word, they both knew it would take time to get used to this new chapter in their story, and they knew it wasn’t going to be all sunshine and rainbows. However, neither regret it in this moment, and both knew this was only the beginning.