Happy Birthday to Me

[echolls_cursed]

He had to be honest, with Joe keeping them busy, Logan had a harder time keeping track of the days. He knew, it was August- or almost August maybe- but he wasn't aware that today was his birthday. It didn't even occur to him to check and see if it was.

He and Joe were currently on the floor playing with the train set then he'd been carving piece by piece over the last few months. Joe was giggling and pushing a train up the track and over the little bridge, smiling as it rolled off on it's own.

Logan was so busy watching her that he didn't even notice Jack come in.

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"Sleepy?" Jack asked, looking up at Logan as he yawned. He was tired- drained, really, but he knew if he went to sleep any chance of a second round would be gone. He'd sleep until morning.

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"No," Logan lied. "I can go all night, okay? I just need a moment."

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"I'm glad you can go all night because I feel like I just got hit by a truck," Jack laughed. "When we go inside you might have to do all the work."

He smiled at that, pleased with the idea of Logan turning the tables on him. If there was anything he loved about their relationship it was that it was equal. It had taken a long time to get here, too long, but now they were in a good place. Jack had never been so happy.

[echolls_cursed]

Logan wasn't sure he had the energy either, but he wasn't about to admit to it. Instead he leaned in closer and kissed his way up Jack's jaw to his ear, tasting skin and letting himself unwind as he slipped an arm around the other man and held on possessively.

"I love you," he said quietly.

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"I love you, too. I am so in love with you," Jack replied, basking in the warm sweetness of Logan's attention. He hummed contentedly, his hands slowly moving over Logan, keeping him close.

[echolls_cursed]

Logan's eyes started to slip shut, and he fought back a yawn.

"I'm not going to sleep, I just need to rest for a bit," he insisted quietly.

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"Okay," he agreed, letting his own eyes fall shut as well. He loved their bed in the house, a gift from the capricious island spirits, but there was something so good about sleeping on this one. Their old bed. The sturdy one that had fostered them through the first years they were together.

Jack liked this bed. He found it very easy to fall asleep in.

[echolls_cursed]

Logan's hand had been firm on Jack's hip, but as he drifted off his grip loosened. It was no longer possessive- but instead content. Calm and relaxed.

Logan no longer feared waking up in an empty bed. Jack was his, and he didn't need to hold him down like some wild animal that wanted nothing more than to roam. Jack was his- Just as he was Jack's.