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Surprise >> Logan Howlett (Wolverine) X Birthday!Reader

Title: Surprise

Paring: Logan Howlett (Wolverine) X Birthday!Reader

Warnings: none

Spoilers: none

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As almost all of the the students filtered through the doors on their ways home to their families, you sat on the front steps to Professor Xavier's school, knees by your chin and forehead lowered. Apart from it being break up for holidays, there was one thing that everyone had forgotten -

Your birthday.

Yeah, you were born (y/a) years ago, and only five years previous to the current year, you went back down memory lane, was when you'd found your mutation as a manipulator of all sorts of things.

Gambit, your student/friend Anne Marie's boyfriend (you weren't sure if they were a thing still) had taught you a bit when you arrived, and the rest was left to the Professor himself.

"________!" You heard a cheery voice call out, and raising your head you saw it was none other than your least most troublesome student, Bobby, or as he called himself, Iceman. As he ran over to you, you felt a small smile come to your face when he sat by you on the stairs and said, "_______, aren't you going to your home today?"

You shook your head. "Nah, don't really have one 'cept here. When I came my ex burned all my stuff saying I was a... nevermind. So, Bobby, what's up?"

He shrugged. "Some of the group are having a volleyball game, if you want to join in." Bobby smiled, playfully nudging your shoulder with a soft fist, and added "Logan said you liked volleyball."

You nodded, looking down, "Sure. Who's versing who?"

"Uh," he scratched his head, "Team one is Anna Marie, Kitty, Me, and, uh, Logan," he grinned.

"And team two?" You frowned.

He laughed uneasily. "Well...Pietro Maximoff broke into the school...and he's kinda team two."

"Well, by asking me, I'm pretty sure you just asked for whooping of your -," you laughed, getting up. At that moment, you totally forgot it was your birthday.

"Nah, _______, you're on team one with me and the girls and Logan," You chuckled at his remark, "Don't believe me? You should...hey, do you mind if we drop by the kitchen? I think Kitty needed something..."

You frowned, already ready for volleyball, "Can't Kitty just walk through the walls to get it herself?"

Bobby shrugged. "I'm being a nice friend, _______." You laughed. "Anyways, come on, follow me. Before the game's actually over or Pietro gets bored again."

And follow Bobby you did, not because of the promise of a volleyball game - especially not if Magneto's kid was playing - but that moping around on your own birthday would be absolutely the worst without friends to mope with.

But instead of finding yourself in the courts at the side of the school by the grass, you frowned, and looked to Bobby.

"This is the kitchen," you stated.

"Yeah, about that..." he scrunched his nose. "I didn't tell you where the party was, did I?"

You blinked. "Party?"

Bobby seemed startled, and added quickly, "No, no party - you know, a gathering. The game. Basketball."

"Don't you mean volleyball, Bobby?" You squinted, crossing your arms, "C'mon, withholding information from a teacher is kinda breaking a rule or something."

He blushed, "No, no! And it's not term time, you're not a teacher. And yeah, I mean volleyball. Sorry. I ruined it. Just - just go on in."

You nodded. "Alright." You agreed, pushing open the doors to the kitchen, "But I -," you gasped. "No -,"

"SURPRISE!"

You turned your heads to see the staff of the school, Storm, Jean and Scott, and both of Magneto's twins, bickering over Pietro's sugar intake under their breath and Bobby holding a gloved hand with Anna Marie and Kitty bouncing up and down on her feet with her friend Colossus nearby and Professor Xavier wearing a daffodil yellow party hat and a smile and -

"Happy birthday, darlin'," you turned to see your boyfriend Logan behind you, a sweet smile on his face unlike the scowl he always wore. And in his hands, was none other than your favourite cake, large enough for all in the room to have a piece.

"Oh my gosh," you flushed ripe red. "Oh my - oh, you guys shouldn't have...but you remembered? I - oh, Logan!"

You went to hug him, but remembering the cake, withheld. But it was then you really got a look at it.

Someone must have put a lot of effort into it - there was icing all over it with candy placed to resemble the school and the staff and students. You bent a bit to really look at the iced Logan with his claws out and the iced Scott who had written Happy Birthday ________ with his eyes on the top half of the cake.

You gasped. "This - this is so...too much. I love it."

"We all helped make it, _______, we know that family is what you care about," Jean smiled. "I iced the little picture of you."

And that was when you noted the iced figure beside the iced Logan, wearing a purple party hat and turned to kiss the cheek of Logan.

You felt yourself going to tear up, but saw that Logan was putting the cake down on the bench beside him and before you knew it, gathered you into his arms to give a hug.

"Presents first, then speeches, cake later." he announced. "that's final."

"Thank you for everything," you whispered to him as Logan hugged you again.

He shrugged, kissing your temple, "It was nothing, sweet cheeks. Actually was Charlie's idea. Heard the whole birthday thing in his mind-thing."

I'm sorry for the breach of privacy, but to be fair, your thoughts were fairly loud, You heard Professor X speak in your head.

"Thanks anyways," you smiled.

Logan looked down. "Now, ________, I didn't get a present like all those nerds...but you'll get it sometime."

You grinned. "You remembered that book I wanted!"

Logan winced. "Sure. And something for later..."

You laughed. "Can't wait, Howlett," you winked.

And from the other side of the room Kitty raised her voice, yelling out, "Time to open presents!"