This is the final chapter. R and R please.

Distractions

Darkness slowly crept in the window. The only light, in fact, was from the lamp, on the bedside table of the room. Logan was sitting up in bed, silently reading his newspaper. It was pushing to the late hours, but he wasn't tired. He relaxed in the bed, yawning. Maybe he was a tad sleepy. He starred absently at the boxers he was wearing. He then looked lovingly at the body sleeping next to him. Warren was snoring quietly, and snuggled up to Logan's side. Logan tossed the newspaper on the floor, and slid into the covers, turning off the light. He pulled the younger mutant closer, holding him tightly in his arms.

Warren looked so young, and so adorable. He was the most beautiful thing Logan'd ever seen, and defiantly the cutest. But what attracted the older mutant more, was his complicated personality. You could never read his face. But Logan knew so many emotions laid just below the soft smooth skin of his cheeks. Warren was very depressed at times, but Logan was usually good at cheering him up. When Warren was happy, he was impossible not to stare at. His smile made you just want to hold him, smile too, and forget about everything else.

It had an odd effect on Logan.

Warren ran his hand gently through the younger mutant's hair. Warren face pressed into Logan's bare chest as he stirred. Logan closed his eyes, hoping he'd fall asleep.

But he didn't. All he could think about was Warren, and it was distracting.

"I love you," he whispered.

Warren stirred again, and his head slowly lifted, "Whaa?"

"Sorry I woke you," Logan whispered.

"I'm not," Warren said, more awake, leaning up and kissing Logan.

"Me either. I was just lying," Logan grinned.

"Have you even gone to sleep?" Warren asked, "I mean I didn't until two, but you stayed up later, right?"

"Yes, later. And no, no sleep yet," Logan said, "You're too distracting."

"Like you aren't?" Warren said, running his fingers through Logan's chest hair.

"Well, I don't' have classes. But you need sleep."

"I don't want to sleep, I just want to lay here with you," Warren said.

"You could lay here…sleeping."

"Not as fun," Warren remarked.

"It's not like I'm going anywhere," Logan replied.

"Promise?" Warren asked. Logan nodded.

"You know, I'm so happy we found each other. If we hadn't…Well, we did, didn't we?" Logan murmured. Warren did not reply. Logan looked at him.

He was already asleep again, snoring.