Logan x Scott
Logan push Scott against the wall. Scott isn’t surprised by this, he knew he messed up.
“The fuck is wrong with ya?” Logan snarls.
Scott breaths through his nose to calm himself. “I was doing what I’m suppose to do as leader of the X-Men.”
“Being our leader doesn’t mean tryin’ to get yerself killed,” Logan snaps back.
Scott sighs. He hates these arguments they had after a mission didn’t go exactly as planned. “I’m sorry, I didn’t want anyone to get hurt.”
“Scott-“ Logan stops himself. He pinches the bridge of his nose and shakes his head.
“You know I see everyone on the team as my family. I don’t want to see them get hurt because of my mist-“
Logan catches Scott by surprise by kissing Scott. Scott kisses back and moves closer to Logan as Logan passes his hand through Scott’s hair. For a man known for his brutality, Logan kisses Scott gently. He always kisses Scott gently. Scott figures because he knows how fragile he is compared to the older mutant, who has a healing factor and an adamantium skeleton.
Logan breaks the kiss and Scott watches him with caution. Logan’s eyes are close and there’s a frown on his face.
“Jesus christ, Scott,” he grumbles. He opens his eyes and jabs a finger at Scott. “Pull some shit like that again and we won’t have sex for a month, ya hear?”
Scott looks at him baffled. A threat that didn’t deal with Logan wanting to stab him? What a surprise!
Scott could only nod. He did owe it to Logan to be safe because the man did have a point. A dead X-Men leader wouldn’t help anyone. “Alright, deal.”