I have one in all black and one in greybluesomething. [ Fuck whatever that's called. Yukio thought his fashion sense was atrocious. It's not the first time someone's thought his manner of dress atrocious. ]
They're custom fit or something. I don't know. Some lady measured me and it was done.
Hell no. You kidding me? You already smell good, so when you want to fuck it's
[ He doesn't know how to explain it in proper people terms without using terms like "rut" and "mammalian reproduction" and "my legs turn into jelly and I want you to spread them". ]
It's my favourite scent lately.
Are you gonna introduce me to these things as we go?
[ Logan knows better than to try and text back, so he asks Rogue to click around his rarely-used computer so the jellyfish documentary is on it (Logan is useless on his own). Then he relocates to his bed, sets the laptop on his bedside table, and-- his back against the headboard-- reads up what he can of his novel before Jean-Paul pops up out of nowhere, as he tends to.
He's not wearing the suit now, but he is wearing a nice, powder blue button-down. The grey Xavier's hoodie is piled onto that, unzipped, and he's wearing some decent cargo pants, so basically Logan hasn't changed anything.
Well. He might be wearing the striped socks Jubilee got him, but that's irrelevant. ]
[There's a quick flurry of knocks before the door opens. Jean-Paul enters, carrying a case of Sprite. He's in his full business attire - perfect Italian suit and his expensive shoes. He lounges artistically for a second, then bustles in and sets the case down.
[ But he's going to give Jean-Paul a brief kiss 'hello' before marking his book, picking up the case of (still cold! Nice) Sprite, and nabbing the laptop to set on his thighs. ]
But there's one jellyfish that can theoretically live forever.
[ His arm loops around Jean-Paul's, and he hits "play" on the video. There's the typical montage of the deep blue sea, which is terrifying in its own right, but Logan doesn't dwell more on it than he should. ]
[ "Jellylogan" earns Jean-Paul a small pinch on the hand. ]
They're not supposed to look nice. [ He cracks open the first can of pop, taking a gulp of it before holding it out towards Jean-Paul in case he wants to share. ] Deep sea conditions're crazy. They look freaky to survive.
There're people ten times creepier than a deep sea jelly is.
[ One of them glows on screen, and Logan's lips curve into a smile just looking at it-- like a child, really. The narration tells of the species, of its way of life, and his thumb strokes the side of the Sprite can before he knocks back enough to have gotten two-thirds' of it gone. ]
If the ocean didn't scare me so much I'd want to dive.
The jellies are fine, it's the fucked up ones wit' pointy teeth I don't like.
[It's impossible not to appreciate that smile. Jean-Paul watches, trying not to smile in response and mostly failing. His fingers play with Logan's buttons, popping them open one by one.]
Drowning's the worst way to die. [ And given he's felt it all-- bomb explosions, exquisite tortures, gunshots, being burned alive, poison... it's a big thing, knowing which one's the worst. ]
Think I wouldn't mind bein' a jelly, though. [ They glow prettily even on the small laptop screen.
Logan notices his buttons being undone, but doesn't comment on it. ]
When're you ever gonna see colours like those except underwater?
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You'd wear all of those? Would you even fit my shirts?
If I ever see you in a suit I might die of shock.
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Logan: Hey Rogue, what's this? Less than--?
Rogue: That's a heart, Logan.
Logan: ...oh. Huh.
Rogue: Does Northstar call you kitte--
Logan: No. ]
I own a suit. The hell makes you think I don't own a suit?
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I've never seen you in one. Like not a tux, a suit. You really have one? And you would wear it?
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They're custom fit or something. I don't know. Some lady measured me and it was done.
I'd wear one if you wanted me to.
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Also panties really?
Logan when I say sexy I mean whatever makes YOU feel sexy btw
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Don't need an outfit.
[ But he will admit: ] They make panties really soft. [ Which feels nice on an enhanced sense of touch, as it should. ]
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Then don't wear one.
I'd be into that. I'm into lots of things.
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[ He doesn't know how to explain it in proper people terms without using terms like "rut" and "mammalian reproduction" and "my legs turn into jelly and I want you to spread them". ]
It's my favourite scent lately.
Are you gonna introduce me to these things as we go?
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I'm saying whatever you like? I'll try. I want to spoil you.
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Both, probably. ]
Think I told you before I'm as vanilla as they come.
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K paying now be there in a few
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He's not wearing the suit now, but he is wearing a nice, powder blue button-down. The grey Xavier's hoodie is piled onto that, unzipped, and he's wearing some decent cargo pants, so basically Logan hasn't changed anything.
Well. He might be wearing the striped socks Jubilee got him, but that's irrelevant. ]
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He leans over and kisses Logan's forehead.]
Cute socks. So I don't mock your feet?
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They're soft. [ Jean-Paul will swiftly learn softness is one of the only criteria he has for clothing. ]
Fresh from work, huh.
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[He straightens to kick off his shoes and peel his jacket off before joining Logan on the bed. He starts undoing his tie.]
Always. Chasing the capitalist dream.
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[ But he's going to give Jean-Paul a brief kiss 'hello' before marking his book, picking up the case of (still cold! Nice) Sprite, and nabbing the laptop to set on his thighs. ]
What do you know about jellyfish?
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Mmmm. [He curls up, head on Logan's shoulder.]
Uhhh... they sting?
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But there's one jellyfish that can theoretically live forever.
[ His arm loops around Jean-Paul's, and he hits "play" on the video. There's the typical montage of the deep blue sea, which is terrifying in its own right, but Logan doesn't dwell more on it than he should. ]
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[Snort. Giggle.] They call it the Jellylogan.
[He watches, but he also plays with Logan's shirt as he does.]
The deep sea ones are gross. Those eels or whatever that look like d'Alien? Blech.
i'm googling deep sea creatures now and regretting everything tbh
They're not supposed to look nice. [ He cracks open the first can of pop, taking a gulp of it before holding it out towards Jean-Paul in case he wants to share. ] Deep sea conditions're crazy. They look freaky to survive.
[ Another gulp of Sprite. ]
Look at goblin sharks
[He takes a sip and passes it back.] I am aware of how evolution works. That makes them no less creepy.
THOSE ARE THE WORST ONES FUCK OFF
[ One of them glows on screen, and Logan's lips curve into a smile just looking at it-- like a child, really. The narration tells of the species, of its way of life, and his thumb strokes the side of the Sprite can before he knocks back enough to have gotten two-thirds' of it gone. ]
If the ocean didn't scare me so much I'd want to dive.
aaahaahahaaaa!!
[It's impossible not to appreciate that smile. Jean-Paul watches, trying not to smile in response and mostly failing. His fingers play with Logan's buttons, popping them open one by one.]
It scares you? Why?
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Think I wouldn't mind bein' a jelly, though. [ They glow prettily even on the small laptop screen.
Logan notices his buttons being undone, but doesn't comment on it. ]
When're you ever gonna see colours like those except underwater?
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You'd be a great jelly. They're very zen.
[He just slips a hand right on inside his shirt to stroke his chest lightly.]
Nowhere, I'm guessing.
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i need you to know i now feel inexplicable attachment to matt bomer whenever i see him
Awwwe <3
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i'm totally down for ftb if you'd rather o7
I'm cool either way. These two are the worst and I love em
IIIII LOOOOVE GARBAAAAAAGE
WE ARE TRASH
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"go, go, i cannot look at you" is so powerful i'm
XD
theyre so cute ok sobs
painfully so!
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