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[X-Men Movieverse - Logan/Rogue] Belonging
Title: Belonging
Author: Pouncy
Email: [email protected]
Rating: TEEN
Summary: Rogue's thoughts on Logan's women.
Category: Drabble
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. I make no money on this. *checks bank account* Yup, absolutely none.
Archive: Please notify the author - archive freely.
Spoilers/Continuity: X-1 onwards.
Author's Notes: Popped into my head one night. First published X-Fic.
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He's mine. I don't care what you do with him, so long as you acknowledge this.
Fuck him, date him, move in with him, love him, marry him, be my guest. He's a damned bear in the mornings, so you know. He's still mine, though.
Make him happy. I like what's mine to glow, to shine with pleasure in being. Still mine.
We're mates of a kind, but there are other kinds, and you're welcome to fill those roles. He's mine, don't forget.
I'll tell you this: Screw him over, desert him thoughtlessly or carelessly, and you'll know a new meaning of hurt. He is mine, after all.
He's mine, and I'm his. We've never needed a touch or a kiss or frilly words of love. We just are.
Best friends are like that, after all.