concretequicksandcascade

When he throws the door to their apartment open, Wade is sitting on the sofa, talking non-stop to an asleep Mary Puppins, and turns when he hears the door slam against the wall. He smiles and stands up, walking towards Logan slowly.“Hey, peanut.” He grins, holding his arms out for a hug. Logan does not indulge him, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms. “You’re back early.”“Sit down.” He growls out in response. Wade opens his mouth, but Logan starts talking before he can. “No snarky comments. Sit the fuck down and shut the fuck up. I’ve got something to say.”orThe love confession fic I have spent like two months writing and it only took sitting in my uni house on my own blasting The Resistance to finish it.