[Princeton] Wolvie Delivery Service
Who: Cameron & Logan
Where: Cameron's Apartment, Princeton
When: Wednesday evening
Follows: THIS
___________________________________________________
Logan would never begrudge Rogue anything, but he was fast becoming aware of the fact that her requests revolved around the domesticated bliss she shared with Chase, and less around the sorts of things Logan was comfortable with. He'd managed to walk her down the aisle without too much of a hitch, but her latest favour?
He frowned as he used his key to unlock the door to the apartment. He was now covered in specks of white and pink paint, and even had some in his hair. He didn't do home decorating. He didn't have a home to decorate for a reason. It wasn't just because he'd been living at Xavier's for years, and before that he was living out of a truck. It was because he just wasn't the domesticated type.
Any yet here he was with a key to Cameron's apartment and a relationship that was suddenly very close to the six-month mark. He wondered where the time had gone, and then he realised he didn't care. There were some domesticated things he could cope with.
"Darlin'?" he called out in a soft growl as he dropped his jacket on the sofa.
Where: Cameron's Apartment, Princeton
When: Wednesday evening
Follows: THIS
___________________________________________________
Logan would never begrudge Rogue anything, but he was fast becoming aware of the fact that her requests revolved around the domesticated bliss she shared with Chase, and less around the sorts of things Logan was comfortable with. He'd managed to walk her down the aisle without too much of a hitch, but her latest favour?
He frowned as he used his key to unlock the door to the apartment. He was now covered in specks of white and pink paint, and even had some in his hair. He didn't do home decorating. He didn't have a home to decorate for a reason. It wasn't just because he'd been living at Xavier's for years, and before that he was living out of a truck. It was because he just wasn't the domesticated type.
Any yet here he was with a key to Cameron's apartment and a relationship that was suddenly very close to the six-month mark. He wondered where the time had gone, and then he realised he didn't care. There were some domesticated things he could cope with.
"Darlin'?" he called out in a soft growl as he dropped his jacket on the sofa.