BEAUTIFUL DISASTER

 

BEAUTIFUL DISASTER

CHAPTER 2

Charlie was checking Logan's car. He was being extremely fussy about it and it really irritated Remy to no end.

"I already fixed it!"

"Really? What was wrong with it?"

When Remy explained Charlie still decided to check it himself. Everything turned out to be perfect and Charlie was impressed. It surprised him that Remy tried so hard. He was a good boy but got easily distracted and rarely put his heart into his work. The only thing he did wholeheartedly was playing poker and it only led him behind bars so Charlie appreciated the small change.

"You did a good job, Remy! I'm taking the car to Logan."

"I'll do it!" He answered much too quickly and regretted even before the words left his mouth. It surely sounded weird and too eager. Besides he shouldn't go. It was a bad idea to see this man so soon.

"Fine, go if you want."

"How much should I charge him?"

"You should know. You did it yourself and spent pretty much the whole day working on it so it's your money. Just don't mooch too much. He's my friend!"

"Sure."

Remy felt like running to the car and going right away before Charlie changes his mind, but still he turned back and left only after taking a shower and changing into some sexy clothes.

He was getting closer to the address that Charlie had given him. Soon he would see that man… This time he was determined to act normal, like his normal self, not like some stuttering and blushing little boy. He wondered if Logan was still pissed at him… He hoped not. He wanted the man to like him. Everybody liked Logan and it seemed that Logan liked them all back. All except him that is… It would be really cool to have a pal like Logan…

Remy fixed his hair in the mirror and took the last turn. What he saw completely baffled him. He wasn't expecting THAT. He was planning to talk to Logan and maybe even to go to the bar with him or something but… Logan and three other guys were playing basketball in front of Logan's garage. Those three guys were Remy's friends: Kurt, John and Shiro. They were all laughing and teasing each other in a friendly manner. They were having fun. One of the guys gave Logan high-five and Remy winced seeing his hand wrapped in bandages.

Kurt noticed the car first and pointed it to Logan. They all greeted Remy while the older man walked lazily over to his car.

"Hi."

"Hi… I… um… I brought your car. I fixed it. It won't give you troubles anymore."

"Thanks, you didn't have to do it."

"It's nothing…"

"You know, I can't drive you back. We've had a few beers."

"No problem. That's what I'm planning to do too. I'm going to the bar….. How about you?"

"What about me?"

"Are you coming? ..um… to the bar?"

"I don't know yet. So how much for the repair?"

Remy looked really confused.

"What do you mean?"

"My car! How much do I owe you for fixing my car?"

"Oh… Nothing…"

"What do you mean nothing? You didn't fix it?"

"I did. And I changed the oil… and some small stuff…."

"Small stuff? Charlie told me that you spent the whole day on this. I don't know what you're up to this time and I don't care. I want to pay. I want to pay you for the oil, for your time and for your work, alight?"

"No, it's fine. It was no big deal."

Logan thrusts his not injured hand into the pocket of his jeans.

"Here. Take at least that. For the beer tonight."

Logan tries to push the money to Remy's hand but the boy doesn't take it.

"I'm not taking the money from you."

"Why the hell not?"

Logan's eyes were amazing when they looked questioningly at Remy trying to make some sense of his behavior. But they found nothing and turned from Remy's all too quickly..

"Fine. I'll let Charlie to deal with it."

"That's none of his business!" Remy sounded pretty desperate at this point and didn't even notice that he started to speak in third person. He was trying hard not to do that anymore.

"Remy fixed it so Remy's charging you, not Charlie!"

"It's Charlie's garage and it IS his business!"

"LOGAN! Are we playing or what?!"

"Ok, kid, wanna beer?"

Remy flushed. "Y-yea… sure…."

Logan turned to the other boys.

"John! Go get few more beers from the fridge!"

"Why me? Why not Yoshida?"

"Because asked you, you whiny!"

"Fine…"

John brings more beer and they sit on the sidewalk, drinking and talking, enjoying the nice mood and cool evening air.

"So, Remy fixed your car?"

"Yea, he did. Why? Isn't he good at it?"

"He is! You'll be surprised. Especially that I still remember that one time that Scott tried to change the oil in this monster! Ha ha …"

Logan frowned and punched Shiro playfully on the arm.

"Shut up. He wasn't that bad."

"Not that bad?" Even Kurt remembered THAT incident. " Even I would do better."

John grinned at that and moved his eyebrows suggestively.

"What do you mean by that Wagner? You would do better than Scott?"

Kurt blushed but returned John's glare with a determination that was really rare for the calm boy.

"Yea, surely much better than you would!"

That pissed Logan off. It was all too obvious that they were not talking about fixing cars anymore.

"HEY! Guys, what the fuck was THAT supposed to mean, huh?"

But they ignored him and started to push and shove each other not so playfully anymore. With Remy's help Logan managed to separate the fighting duo and yelled at them for their stupidity.

"Now get the fuck out of here. Go home and cool off."

"But, HE started it!" They were such brats that it wasn't even funny.

"Then go and tell your mom. Damn it, John… just go home!"

"But… why?"

"Why? And what the hell did you just said a moment ago?"

"I… nothing… And haven't you heard what HE said..?"

Logan rubbed his temples trying to convince himself that beating the crap out of these punks would do nothing good.

"Yea, but I'll pretend that I haven't. What the fuck has gotten into you two?"

"Nothing… I was just joking…"

"Me too…"

Logan raised an eyebrow. He was not amused.

"Well, it wasn't funny. Get lost."

The three boys left, John and Kurt still pushing and shoving each other angrily, blaming one another for what has just happened.

That left Remy and Logan alone in the empty street, under the dim glow of the street light.

"I… have no idea what was that all about , homme, but I guess that's what you get when you deal with brats." Those kids were teens while Remy was twenty six. He did like to hang out with them but the age gap was still there.

Logan shrugged and pulled out a cigar. "It's not like I invited them here. You smoke?"

"Oui, but not that…"

Remy pulled out some cigarettes but couldn't help the bubbly feeling rising in his stomach at the mere thought of sharing a cig with Logan. He took a lighter from his pocket and lit first Logan's cigar and then his own cigarette. They smoked in a comfortable silence for a long moment before Logan spoke again.

"I'm sorry for that. They pissed me off." Remy was oddly fascinated with how Logan's left eyebrow creased a bit deeper than the other one when he scowled.

"It's alright. I guess they like you a lot."

"Maybe…"

"I'm sure they do. They would do anything just so you would let them stay."

"Yea, I guess they tried to show off."

Remy smiled and felt bold enough to look and Logan more directly.

"How's your hand?"

Logan finished off his beer.

"Good, thank you. Why did you drop the engine on it?"

"I did not! Je suis vraiment désolé… ("I'm really sorry.") Do you seriously believe that Remy did it on purpose?"

Logan looked at the kid's face. It was mortified, honest and… cute. But he wouldn't be backing of just because the kid was good looking. It was not that easy!

"We were carrying the engine, then you looked me straight in the eyes and just dropped it unceremoniously on my hand. What else do you expect me to think?"

Remy sighs in capitulation. This was hopeless, but at least Logan didn't look like he was going to kick his ass anymore.

"It really was an accident."

"Yea, and maybe you cut the brake cable while fixing my car?"

"You will never trust Remy again, huh?"

"Nope!"

"Pourquoi ça?" ("Why?")

„Well… I guess because the first impression you can make only once!"

Remy's shoulders dropped pitifully but Logan smirked. Now he was only teasing the younger man.

"Come on, mon ami… Don't say that…"

"Why? I don't even know you. I know nothing about you except that you're Charlie's cousin and that you're on a parole. How am supposed to trust you?"

"Well... Just do…" There it was. Remy's charming smile. It was working on every girl and even on every guy. It was just THAT convincing… and nice… and pretty…. Maybe it would work on Logan.

"Look kid, I'm not angry, ok?"

"Then come to the bar with Remy."

"What for?"

"To have a beer, talk, get to know each other better… You'll learn more about me and maybe you'll be able to trust me…"

It was ridiculous but seeing the boy smile at him like that, hearing his hushed voice, feeling him so close, it all made Logan's blood rush a bit more lively. It was surprisingly pleasant but also alarming. It was waking in Logan some carnal desires that he would rather keep dormant. This kid was provoking him and he did it most probably completely unconsciously. Still Logan was suddenly on the verge of doing something stupid, something he would probably regret later. It set off the alarms in his head and he stepped back.

"Why?"

"Don't you want to be friends?"

Now Logan felt suddenly a little… trapped. He didn't like it.

"I think I don't need any MORE friends than I already have, but thanks."

"Come on, Logan… Why can't you have even one beer with me…?"

When did Logan let him to call him that? Only his friends called him Logan. Why was this kid so... so… imposing?

"Because I think I have enough of beer and friends for one night, ok?"

"Don't compare me with those brats, mon ami!"

"Look kid…. I'll just go now. Thanks for the car. See ya around."

"Wait! Come with me, please."

"I can't. I'm waiting for a call actually besides my daughter is coming tomorrow and I don't want to be nursing a hangover. I really need to go now."

Was he running away? No, James Howlett was never the one to run away. He was just NOT. He was going home to wait for Scott to call, that's all.

"Then maybe some other time?"

Remy's voice was more tan hopeful.

"What the hell are you trying to…"

"NOTHING!"

The kid's aggression and flustered cheeks were even more surprising.

"What he fuck did you think, homme?! You think I'm trying to pick you up? Remy's not gay!"

What the hell was that kid trying to achieve here? Logan got defensive and even more pissed than before.

"That's enough, brat!"

The whole town knew perfectly well about his relationship with Scott and they all accepted it, knowing that they didn't really have a choice. It wasn't that they liked it. They hated the fact that a guy like Logan was sleeping with another man but it was always something new and interesting. It made their small town at least a little bit less boring. So Logan never had to be ashamed of his decision to be with Scott. They were happy for three wonderful years after all! So if it was alright for all this time why would now this stupid punk tease him about it? Logan wouldn't let him.

"This conversation is over, kid. Fuck off."

Remy was completely stunned and confused. What the hell had just happened? He was finally having a normal conversation with Logan and now suddenly the man was once again pissed at him. What did he do to make him angry again?

Logan slammed the door to his house shut and it was a signal for Remy to just go away. He went to the bar after all and got wasted.

TBC.