there is so little in the world that brings Wade as much joy as a cozy Logan does. He's just so damn cute, when it's cold in the winter and they bust out that fuzzy-on-the-one-side, fleecy on the other blanket, and for fuck's sake The Fucking Wolverine curls up with everything below his nose and the tips of his ears under it to keep a warm sanctuary for him. He gets comfortable like he's building a goddamn fortress, Wade's seen it. He sets a pillow for neck support and a drink of water before he settles in, like a dog circling a few times before laying down- he makes sure it's just right before he plops down on the couch or the loveseat or the bed and tucks everything in under the blanket and folds the edges under his feet and sides and everything. Wade will do it for him, honest-to-god tucks him in, plants a little kiss on Logan's brow (furrowed in flustered frustration) in exchange for his help.