I'm totally horrible at sticking with stuff, and this fic has lost me. But it needed some ending, so here is something short, that I just wrote in like 5 mins. Enjoy/Review. Thanks for reading.
The End
Warren woke up lying comfortably next to Logan. Logan's face was buried in his pillow, and he was clearly drooling, since his pillow had many wet splotches. Warren sat up and stretched his wings. He sighed, that felt good. He sort of hated sleeping, because his wings always got messed up. But boy did it feel good to stretch them. "Havin' fun?" Logan asked. Warren hadn't noticed him wake, but he too was now sitting up, leaning against the bed back-board. "Perhaps," Warren replied. "Did you sleep all right?"
"Yeah, it felt good not to be stuck with clothes on. I'm really not one for clothes…but I just thought with you…"
"Well please, be nude if you want," Warren said, automatically blushing and turning away. "If you want," Logan laughed. "So did you enjoy your birthday?" "Yeah. Especially your present."
"Well you can enjoy it any time."
They then proceeded to sit in silence for a moment. "I should get cleaning," Warren whispered. "I'm gonna go back to bed," Logan spoke softly, "Why don't you forget the cleaning and sleep too."
"I'm not tired," Warren got out of bed and tugged on his jeans, "This place is a mess."
"I assume it would be after last night," Logan said, making things even more awkward. If that was possible. Where did they proceed from there? Friends or Lovers? Lovers, Warren hoped.
"Warren?" Logan said, just as the winged mutant got to the door. "Yes, Logan?"
"Forget the cleaning."
Warren didn't move for a second, but slowly went back to the bed and sat down. He kicked off his jeans and laid back down. Both men laid there for a few minutes more, unsure of what to say.
"I think I might want to use my present again, like right now," Warren turned to Logan. "Good," Logan sighed, "Cause he wants to too."