Yes! to what else idiot???
The skates felt a bit awkward at first, but Logan quickly got used to them.
The ice rink was primarily for hockey, surrounded by thick glass walls and seats, but Wade had mentioned that it occasionally opened for ice skating.
“Putting these on is surprisingly harder than slipping into my sexy, skin-tight suit,” Wade declared, striking a pose and pointing his foot at Logan to show off his skate.
Getting the skates on did prove to be trickier than expected
There was already a few people on the ice— not a crowd, but enough
It was nice though; they blended in with everyone else, two regular people on a date, without anyone recognizing them.
Wade moved closer, reaching for Logan's hand after he hadn’t replied. “You okay?”
“Just thinking,” Logan admitted
and Wade smiled “Was it about skating? Because thats what you should be thinking about”
In a quick movement, Logan leaned in and stole a kiss from Wade. “I’ll go with that,” he said, untangling their hands to make his way to the ice.
Wade trailed right behind. “Or was it something naughty?”
“I’ll share if you get on the ice first.”
“I’ll hold you to that, peanut.” Wade confidently stepped onto the ice.
“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” Logan questioned,but took back as he watched Wade comically struggle to regain his balance for a moment.
“Nope, it’s my… ‘first time.’”
“Stop being weird” Logan moved toward the entrance, cautiously lifting one skate to test the ice. It was slippery, obviously.
“No way, sorry not sorry, peanut.”
Logan grumbled as he attempted to lift his other foot, only to hear someone behind him complain.
“Move! Not all of us have all day—oh wait, it’s you—” Logan turned to see the gas station owner.
“Is that one guy around? I want my aircraft back!” Wade skated up, pointing a finger at the man.
“there’s no way your here! get out,I seriously don’t need the gas station man who’s whole purpose is to cockblock me on my date”
The gas station man crossed his arms in
annoyance at Wade.
“You’re not planning on needing to be cockblocked while ice skating, are you? And I told you before, I didn’t mean to.”
Logan let the tips of his claws extend but he would never seriously hurt the man—his sole crime wasn’t even a real crime.
“Whatever the writer and readers want, they get so Who knows!” Wade said grabbing Logan’s wrist and pulling him onto the ice.
“Wade!” Logan stumbled forward, grabbing Wade's shoulders like a lifeline, causing them both to wobble. “Ow— We’re going to fall!”
Logan barely registered how his claws dug into Wade’s shoulders dripping blood on the ice “What did you think would happen, idiot?” Logan shouted, feeling unexpectedly happy despite the chaos.
“I don’t knowww!” Wade exclaimed, laughter spilling from him as he fell back, a wide smile on his face.
Logan landed on top of Wade, hearing a crunch and a wheeze beneath him, not surprised—he wasn't exactly lightweight with his metal bones.
“You’ve already broken my back, and we haven’t even made it home yet!” Wade
complained.
Sliding his claws back in, Logan pushed himself up with his hands. “And whose fault is that, bub?”
Wade continued to smile under him, patiently waiting for his bones to heal. “Your metal bones, obviously.”
Logan wasn't quite sure how to stand in skates, so he settled on his knees, giving Wade space to scoot back and get up easily.
“You’re a liar; you can skate,” Logan said, still struggling to find his footing.
Wade extended a cocky hand. “I’m not lying; I’m just really good at rollerblading, so skills must have Finnaly transferred”
Logan swatted Wade’s hand away, trying again but failing before finally taking Wade's hand for support.
“Thought cats were supposed to have good balance?” Wade teased,
With a sharp look Logan shot back a quick “I’m not a cat,”
Wade shrugged, “The hairstyle says otherwise.”
This was familiar and comforting—no secrets to keep, no timeline to worry about, and no X-Men tracking them down.
Thankfully, the gas station owner kept his distance as they held hands.
Logan tried to get the hang of skating, but he simply couldn’t match Wade
One of the rink employees came out to clean up the blood on the ice, grumbling about the number of nosebleeds that happened today.
“It’s like this—just trust yourself, and you can balance,” Wade encouraged, but Logan wasn’t confident enough to let go of his hand.
Slowly, they managed to do two laps around the rink.
Wade pointed out a kid zooming around without fear. “Look at that! A six-year-old is beating you right now!”
“Let him beat me,” Logan tightened his grip on Wade’s hand as he stumbled.
“Actually, I like holding your hand, so don’t worry. You can rely on me, but I still believe you can do it”
After a few more laps, Logan grew more confident, no longer wobbly, and truly started enjoying the time with Wade until they were interrupted.
A couple of older teenagers skated past, exchanging sly glances and muttering cruel remarks about Wade's appearance.
Wade seemed unfazed, continuing to smile and laugh.
Logan’s lip twitched before he let go of Wade's hand, focused only on one task. “If you’re going to talk shit at least say it to someone’s face, you shit stain!”
The teenagers turned, their amusement shifting to fear.
Logan had no intention of taking things too far—their youth gave them leeway—but they weren’t kids; they knew better.
They nodded vigorously and scrambled away, tripping over each other in their haste.
Wade was suddenly by his side, speaking first before Logan could explain himself as to why he just cussed at random people
“Thank you! Normally, I just ignore it, but it was nice for someone to stand up for me.”
“Wade, I’ll always stand up for you, I’ll come fight any battle you need and call as many people shit stains as you want” Logan said without a second thought
“Whoa! It’s a total slip and slide down there, Yes, Logan, I’ll be your husband—wait, I mean I need to be your boyfriend first. Want that? I really do!”
It all came out so quickly and shocked logan loosing his balance and falling onto his butt without the help of Wade’s hand to keep him stable
“I was going to ask you during a completely different part of the date, but it just kind of happened because I love you and can’t control myself—” Wade offered a hand to help him up. Instead, Logan pulled Wade down on top of him, their faces close
“Wade,” Logan said, hoping to get a moment of silence to think.
“Yes…?” Wade tilted his head, looking innocent as if he didn’t just trip logan just by speaking
“Yes.”
“Yes what?” Wade asked
Logan took a deep breath and made firm eye contact, adrenaline and embarrassment coursing through him.
“Yes! to what else idiot?”
With a sultry smile, Wade sealed the deal with a kiss that contrasted sharply with the cold ice beneath them
a kiss that ultimately led them to the family bathroom.