Imagines

Logan (X-Men) and Dean (Supernatural) morning after

Dean groaned as he woke to his head pounding, he forced his eyes open and pushed himself into an upright position, regretting it as a wave of nausea hit, he gagged but held strong, looking around the room that he was in and not remembering how he got there or where there was or who he was with until vague images ran through his head and he groaned again.

"If you're gonna puke, do it in the bucket," a gruff voice says unsympathetically and Dean grunts his agreement but makes no comment, turning to look at the voice, unsurprised by the good looking guy he had picked up, even drunk he could pick up a good looking lover. "I'm fine," Dean tells him, use to the hangovers and Logan snorts moving over to hand him the aspirin and water,

"If you say so tough guy, " he teases, adding "Take the meds, grab a shower, you stink of booze and sex, then join me for breakfast, there are clothes in the bathroom for you," he says already heading out of the room. Dean forced the tablets down himself before heading to the bathroom, where clothes were stacked on the counter, he turns the water on, letting it get hot before stepping under the spray, wondering where his clothes had got to but otherwise uncaring. Dean wondered if this would be more than a one-time deal, he really hoped so, the man was really good looking and, from what little-blurred memories he had of the previous night, the man was about as sarcastic and dangerous as he was, something he didn't come across often.

Once he was done with his shower, he got out, dried and changed, heading downstairs, checking the place out as he stumbled down the stairs, he finds the other man cooking in the kitchen, a stack of pancakes divided onto two plates, causing his stomach to growl and the other man to laugh, "Eat up, there's coffee already in the mug, sugars in the cupboard." he says as he finishes dishing up and hands over the pancakes and sits down with his own breakfast. "Thanks," Dean says, sitting down with his breakfast and hungrily eating his food, much to Logan's amusement.

Breakfast had been eaten and cleaned up and the two men were sitting at the counter, almost staring at each other when Logan breaks it. "How much of last night do you remember?" the mutant asks, causing the hunter to smirk, "I remember enough, we were drinking, then fighting, you had claws? there was more fighting, you drove and then we had sex." Dean says adding "Details are a bit hazy but I remember enough," Logan snorts at the report he gets from the younger man, "Yeah, least you remembered everything correctly, " he says confirming his comment about his claws. Dean nods his head, a little surprised but not overly shocked.