Imagines

Requested* Logan (X-Men) and Dean (Supernatural) in a bar fight.

Neither man really knew how they got to the point from debating which of their vehicles was better to throwing punches. They had started out civilly, sitting next to each other drinking silently but they soon were having a discussion about vehicles, from there it just escalated, blows being thrown and insults slurred at the other.

Whilst Dean was a hunter, a very good one at that, he had never had a super strong human with claws attack him before, the beer that he had been previously been drinking hadn't seemed to affected him in anyway whilst Dean was a little intoxicated, he was struggling to keep up. Logan used to the bar fights but he was surprised at how hard he was having to fight to not allow the other man to beat him down. It didn't take long for the barkeeper to throw them out, literally, the two of them struggled to stay on their feet, stumbling into one another.

"Watch it," Logan snarls as he starts unsheathing his claws, only to be shoved by Dean, "You started it Jerk," he retaliates, sending his fist into the other man's jaw, wincing as pain blossoms across his fist. Logan spins them, pinning the younger man's hands, "I'm gonna give you one chance to back off before I make you regret it," he tells him, knowing the man was drunk, he lets go and backs off, trying to curb his anger and back off, letting him go, only to be jumped. The two traded blows and insults for a while, till Logan had Dean pinned on the phone. "Listen to me, you have no idea how much damage I could do to you," he hisses, "You need to back off before you get hurt," Logan climbs off, only to be tackled by the other man and he snarls, once again ready to unleash his animalistic side, not liking being pinned to the floor.

Dean straddles the other man's hips, keeping him pinned to the ground, he reaches forward, pinning his hands down, "Listen here, you think your the first tough guy that I've fought? You're not. I've fought stronger. So I am giving You the chance to leave" he says, as he stares down at the other man for a long moment before pushing himself up and off, almost falling over in his drunken state. The mutant stands up and practically sighs knowing that he couldn't leave the younger man if he did it was probably he would get into real trouble. "Come on Kid," he says, leading him to the car he had previously been bragging about, rummaging through the man's pocket he pulled out his keys, ignoring the remarks coming from the man's mouth. Logan shoves the hunter into the passenger's seat and buckles him in before climbing in, driving them to his cabin, occasionally responding to the sarcasm and snark coming from the owner of the car.

Arriving, he drags the younger man into his cabin and shoves him onto his couch and goes to grab him some water and some coffee, bringing them to him, forcing them down the younger man. He perches on the table, ensuring he drinks them safely, watching as his guest looks around from his position. The mutant did his own looking, taking stock of the hunter, cataloguing the injuries he causes, only half feeling bad about it as he could feel his own wounds healing. "I can feel you checking me out," Dean states bluntly, turning his head to look at the mutant, who he looked out without fear, he had stared down scarier opponents. "Seeing if you need a first aid kit," Logan says gruffly to him, "You look fine," he tells him and Dean smirks, "I know," he tells him, not caring how he came off thanks to the alcohol. Logan hadn't been expecting the comment in the slightest so was a little aback by it.