A/N: Hey, X-Fans! Big fan of Wolverine and Sabretooth, so considering that I like them together, this is going to be a series of drabbles about their fun and work lives. Hope you guys are up for it or at least want to check it out.

Disclaimer: I do not own Wolverine, Sabretooth, or any other X-Men characters in this that were created and are owned by Marvel.

A thick midsection brushed against Logan's arm. The feeling awoke his eyes, causing him to groan and search around for where he was. The room he was sleeping in was with Victor, until he noticed his former enemy-turned-lover sleeping on top of him. He tried moving to find that his significant other's body was suffocating. More movements only lead to a stalemate and he huffed, breathing as best he could.

"Vic…" he croaked. "Ya' need to move…"

Victor's eyes awoke, bags present to inform that he wasn't leveled-headed. "Ya' awake…yet…runt?" The half-baked taunt came out dry and small. "I'll…be right with ya.'

"Hurry up," Logan barked, a bit louder this time. He tended his arm as the other mutant sighed, lazily shifted his body over and collapsed a few inches from where he'd been. "…Better."

"Good…" The greasy-haired blonde made a few lingering breaths and gazed slowly at the other mutant. He was obviously tired. "Whatcha gonna'…do today?"

"Dunno," Logan whispered back at him, unsure. "Probably hit the bar."

A toothed fang erupted from Victor's mouth. "Sounds good to me."

Logan murmured something, shifting in the sheets until he was level with Creed's glare. "Didn't you get drunk last night and fall asleep at ten?"

"Yer one t' talk," Victor teased, "'specially since ya' couldn't stand still, what w' five beers in ya' belly."

"That ain't what happened."

"So what, I forced it on ya, runt? Admit it. Ya' just like beer."

Murmuring, Logan closed his eyes again and pinched his nose a little. "Sure…I like beer. It's just pressure that makes me do it."

"Ah…there's the truth." Victor whirled a clawed finger in the air several times, then set it down while smirking immensely at his boyfriend. "Really…what do ya' want to do today?"

Logan paused, gripping the sheet covering his lower body. His eyes met Victor and lost whatever his defense was.

"Stay in bed…probably," he whispered.

A small hum came out of Victor's throat. "Good choice, runt." He snuggled closer, his hair flopping on the sheets while his body rested next to Logan's. "Y'know I love ya, right, runt?"

A few moments passed. Logan exhaled and gave a small smile.

"I know, bub."

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