The Ferris wheel stopped, and the man opened the door. Two completely different men stepped off. The men who had gotten on were miserable and quiet, these men were happy beyond belief. Hank looked into Logan's smouldering eyes as they stepped off. Logan thanked the man, and they both headed toward the trail. Logan began to walk to one of the kiosks near the trees. Hank followed. "Hank?"
"Yes?" He was still in shock.
"We can't tell anyone about this, ok?"
"What? Why not?"
"I just... I don't want this getting around."
"You regret what happened, don't you?" Logan grabbed Hank's hand and pulled him closer.
"I regret not being brave enough to admit how much I love you." He kissed Hank again. Ok, he had to be dreaming. Logan had never admitted he loved someone before. Logan wasn't one for commitment of any sort. The kiss was short. Hank stepped back and looked at Logan, slightly puzzled.
"What are you afraid of?"
"Nothing."
"Then why can't we tell anyone?"
"Well, I'm not out of the closet, and neither are you. It would be too much too fast, people would freak out."
"Well, I'm out to Rogue."
"Don't tell her."
"I don't understand what the problem is..."
"Neither do I, but I just don't want us to get hurt."
"I won't get hurt. If they're our friends, they will be happy for us."
"I'm just not completely comfortable with the whole gay thing yet."
"Oh, I guess I get it." He really didn't.
"If you love me like I think you do, you'll keep this between us for now, at least until I'm a little more comfortable."
"Alright." It pained him to say it, but at least Logan admitted he loved him. That's certainly a step up from two hours ago.
"Doesn't mean we can't be coupley here though. I don't have to see any of these people again." He kissed Hank again. "Let's go back to the rides." Logan pulled Hank back to the path. The sounds and smells were inviting, but what Hank really wanted to do was go back behind that kiosk with Logan and kiss him some more. What he felt for Logan was much deeper than a simple sexual want. Sure the sex was there, but it was at the bottom of the priorities list. What Hank really wanted was to spend a day with Logan alone, with dancing, and fancy food, and passionate kisses, and everything you see in a PG13 romance movie. He couldn't explain it, but he supposed it meant he was in real love. Just holding Logan's hand was enough for the moment. He felt so serene. Logan led him up the path to the rides again. This was his day with Logan. He could decide how it would play out, and he was going to do everything he wanted to.
"What ride next, blue?"
"Do you know any good restaurants?"
"That's random..."
"I know. But for later this evening. If this is the only day we can be romantic in public, I want to make it special."
"Still bummed about that, huh?"
"A bit." Logan kissed hank on the cheek softly. A few children behind them started to laugh and one said "EEWWW" quite loud. Logan turned around with alarming speed and shot out his claws.
"GET OUTTA HERE!" he yelled at the top of his lungs. The children ran the other way as fast as their short legs could take them.
"Why can't you just do that at home?"
"It's different."
"Different how?" Logan didn't respond. He continued to walk towards the rides, but he was walking slower. He was embarrassed. He loved Hank, but he was embarrassed of his sexuality. Hank was beginning to understand. He ran to catch up with Logan.
"You ok?"
"Kids can be real pricks."
"I know. Logan, if this whole thing bothers you-" Logan cut him off
"I'm fine Hank. I'm just, new to this whole thing, ok? I wish it were easier."
"Just ignore them."
"I don't even get why it bugs me so much. I guess everyone has such a masculine image of me in their minds. This would make me a laughing stock." He stopped and looked up to Hank. "I'm not as brave as everyone thinks."
"You don't have to be brave, you just have to be yourself."
"I don't know who I am anymore."
"Logan, being gay isn't a personality type. You're still the same man you've always been. You just, well, have taken a liking to the same sex."
"I always questioned myself, but I was afraid of it." The tables had turned.
"Don't be afraid of it, embrace it." Logan looked down at his feet.
"If only it was that easy."
"You've lived the life of a mutant, the life of a homosexual is quite similar."
"I don't WANT to be both. But I can't help it. I just love you so much. You did something to me, Hank. I was always so sure of myself. You changed me." Hank was beginning to feel very guilty.
"I didn't mean to, I-" He was interrupted by a pair of lips. Logan kissed him hard. They embraced each other on the path, ignoring the passerby's. Hank felt terrible for Logan. How could Logan, the man everyone looked up to, be so afraid of something so simple? They kissed for a long time, until Logan stepped back.
"You didn't do anything wrong. You did everything right." A grin made its way onto Logan's face.
"If you want to hold off until we are alone, I will understand."
"Fuck it. Let's just be spont, spo, uh... Totally random."
"Spontaneous?"
"That's it." Logan grabbed Hank's hand again and ran up the path to the rides.
They got into the line for the roller coaster. Hank had never been on one before. He looked up at the contraption with horror. It was covered in rust, and when the cars rode over the track, it would sway. Completely unsafe.
"Looks fun, huh?"
"No. It looks horrible."
"Oh c'mon, it's not that bad."
"Can't we just go on the Ferris wheel again?"
"Nope. You're going on this, whether you like it or not."
"I said no."
"Ya have two choices, blue. Either you go on yourself, or I will drag you on."
"Not much of a variety."
"Fine then." Logan stooped down and put his arms under Hank's legs and back. He lifted him into the cradle position. "Guess I gotta take ya on myself." He kissed Hank again, and they stayed like that until it was their turn. Logan sat Hank down in the seat, and then got in next to him. The girl working the ride had to be no older than 16. She looked at them and smirked. She surveyed all of the cars and then walked to her booth. Her voice echoed from the speaker box over their heads.
"Please keep all arms, legs, heads and tails inside the ride at all times during motion. Do not stand, and do not spit anything on the loops. Enjoy your ride." The car lurched forward. Hank began to panic. Had she checked the harness? Would it be able to hold his weight? Could Logan see him panicking like this? Logan held Hank's hand in his own.
"Blue, it's all good. Chill."
"Sorry, I just get motion sick."
"Yet you can fly the blackbird. You surprise me Hank. I thought I could trust you to be brave for me." The car began to go up the first hill.
"I can to be brave for you."
"Prove it."
"Can you be brave for me?"
"What do you mean?"
"If I go on every ride today, you have to tell everyone you are gay."
"That's not fair."
"It's not fair to me to make me hide it."
"Fine, but I get a blow job after." Of course Logan would say something along those lines.
"Let's not be greedy." They reached the top, and the car began to lurch forward. Hank felt his stomach turn.
"Hold on, blue." The car went forward fast. Hank felt light headed as they fell, and he felt a tingling all over. A mix of adrenaline, excitement and hormones inside him caused him to scream. It was too much fun. He squeezed Logan's hand tightly as they came to the loops. He could hear Logan's deep laughter next to him. He was on cloud 9 for the second time. The ride came to a halt.
"How was that?"
"Amazing." The harnesses unlocked and rose away from them. Logan stepped out, then helped Hank.
"So, what's next?" Logan looked around the park. There were many to choose from.
"That." Hank followed Logan's finger to the tallest ride. The sign on the side read 'MEGA DROP'. It stood about two hundred feet in the air. Hank felt dizzy just looking at it.
"What does it do?"
"It drops you."
"Logan, no."
"I'll tell Rogue if you go on this with me."
"You promise?" Logan leaned in and kissed Hank softly.
"Yeah, I promise." Logan took Hank's hand and led him to the ride. Hank knew he was going to regret this, but if Logan wanted to then he would.