|Pups|Wolverine/Logan x Reader|1|

You groaned slightly, opening your eyes only to be met with a bright light, you shifted the over way from the light source, you heard a deep chuckle come from the other side of the room.


"Mornin' sunshine" Logan greeted, zipping up his jeans.


Opening your eyes again and moving a hand to cover your forehead where a burning pain emitted from.


"W-what happened last night" you mumbled, sleep still lingering in your tone of voice.


"I think we got too drunk, and did 'something' in bed." Logan said, bringing a shirt over for you.


"Oh.." You mumbled, getting to what Logan was talking about, you grabbed the shirt, slipping it over your head.


"I'm gonna go find some painkillers or somethin'" you said towards Logan, as you walked over into yours and Logan's apartments kitchen, half way towards the kitchen a wave of nausea washed over you, you quickly rushed into the bathroom, throwing your guts up into the toilet.


Seems that Logan had heard and rushed in to help you, he saw you hunched over the toilet, moving over, he held your (H/C) locks out of the way, and rubbed your back soothingly.


"You alright (Y/N)?" Logan said, once you had moved away from the toilet.


"Yeah.. I'm good, must of been the alcohol.." You mumbled, letting out a small raspy laugh, Logan stood up, helping you stand as well.


"I'm gonna go get those painkillers now." You started to walk out the room, only for Logan to stop you.


"No you're not, go call the doctors and schedule an appointment." Logan said, you nodded, heading back into the bedroom where you phone was located.


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~Week timeskip~


After visiting the doctor, he recommended to take a test, not an ordinary test,


A pregnancy test,


You immediately thought, There's no way I'm pregnant! but after taking the test, your thoughts changed, big time.


The tiny plus sign placed on the stick's monitor, only added to this fear.


"Oh shit.." You muttered, clutching the tiny stick close to your chest.


How am I going to tell Logan this? Will he flip out? Or would he leave me? No, no he wouldn't, would he?


You jumped slightly as you heard the front door open and close, signalling that Logan was back.


You placed the test on the side of the counter in the bathroom, walking out to greet Logan.


POV switch to Logan


I looked over after putting the bags full of shopping down, to see (Y/N) walk out of the bathroom, I pulled her into a hug and kissed her forehead softly.


"You feeling any better?" I mumbled into (Y/N)'s ear, she made a hum of approval.


"There's only one thing wrong" she mumbled sadly, my worst fears came into play inside my head, was she ill? Near death?


"What's that then..?" I said swallowing hard, she moved away slightly, moving her eyes to look at the floor.


"I'm expecting.." She mumbled looking into my eyes.


Wait?  


Expecting as in she's pregnant,


Oh shit..


POV switch to reader


Logan stood there with his mouth agape and wide eyes.


'Shoot I didn't break him did I?'


"Hey Logan? Babe you alright..?" You mumbled, cupping his face in your hands.


"Y-yeah I'm alright.." Logan replied back moving his larger hand over my smaller one placed over his right cheek.


"So.. You want to keep it?" You asked in a small voice, Logan's eyes met with yours, a small smile broke out on Logan's face.

"Of course."He muttered kissing you on the lips.