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When you first started dating Logan, you had not at all expected how cuddly he is.
Not that you were complaining at all, fuck no.
It had taken a few months before he had shown his true (cuddly) colors, but now you would never want to go back.
He seeks out your touch, almost desperate for your warmth. You don't comment on it, scared that he will pull away if you do, but you relish in it.
It's just another night, chilling on Wade's couch while you both wait for him to come home from his part time construction job. Wade's in Al's lounge chair, for once vacated by the woman currently out on a bingo binge (code word for cocaine and getting laid).
You have taken up fort on the couch, stretched out on the length of it, half asleep as you and Wade watch Two and a Half Men while Wade blabbers on about how fuckable Charlie Sheen is from episode to episode.
You perch up when you hear shuffling in the hall followed by keys in the door, which swings open to reveal the hunched and tired form of your boyfriend.
"Hey Wolvie, how was the shift at testosterone factory?" Logan just grunts as an answer, stripping out of his jacket as soon as the door closes behind him.
He bends down to pet Mary Puppins as she runs over to greet him, then strips out of his pants seconds later to twin whistles from you and Wade.
He shows a middle claw in Wade's general direction before shuffling over to your prone form, giving you a single kiss before he pulls on you just enough so he can slide down between you and the back of the couch. It's frankly an impressive display of his maneuverability, his knee on the side of the couch the only weight you feel before he's tucked against your side, back against the couch.
One of your arms goes behind his back in a practiced and routine motion, the other slipping down so Logan can drag it towards himself like an less furry teddy bear. His head tucks underneath your chin, which you only tilt down so you can give a brief kiss to the top of his hair.
"Long day at work?" You ask, not really needing the responding grumble to confirm, so you just give him another kiss, and let him settle against your side, one leg thrown over your hip. It's comfy, his weight steady against you as you chat to Wade, threading a hand into Logan's hair as he tries to resist the urge to fall asleep against your side.
You make it just one more episode before you yawn wide enough that Wade makes a joke about your jaw cracking. He turns the TV off, stretching, scooping up Mary for her duty as his cuddle buddy.
"I'm honestly jealous of you. Mary is warm, but nothing near as warm as honey badger over there."
"Get a bigger couch then." Logan mumbles into your shoulder, half asleep, words barely understandable, but both you and Wade have learnt to understand him well by now.
"Ikea is my first stop tomorrow, I'll get you both meatballs for breakfast." Wade winks over his shoulder.
"Good night Wade." You say as Wade tosses a blanket over you both, covering Logan's head until you tug it down and tuck it under his chin.
"God, the two of you are gonna give me cavities."
"Fuck off." Logan mumbles, taking a deep breath, then promptly falling asleep, shoulders relaxing.
Which leaves you stuck on the couch until the next morning, when you know you are going to wake up with a sore back.
But, a sweet and cuddly Logan, and Wade's teasing grin as he leaves for his own bed, makes it all worth it.