Logan peeked into Kurt's room and cleared his throat. "Elf?" Kurt Wagner looked up from his book and smiled at his lover. "Yes, Logan?" The older man walked into the room and sat down on Kurt's bed and crawled over to the blue mutant. "Do ya…" He grabbed Kurt's knee carefully and drew himself closer until they were centimetres apart. "Love me?" Blinking surprised, but not unfriendly at him, Kurt sat up. "Of course I do, Schatz." Logan sat up between his legs and looked a little pouty. "I mean, really, really love me. Love me so much that you can't quite understand it?" Kurt let go of his copy of Errol Flynn's biography and faced him. He had no idea why Logan needed to be reminded that he loved him very deeply, but he was happy to oblige. "Yes. You're so precious to me that I am a little worried about how strongly I feel." Logan's face lit up, "Alright. Goodie! Then, would ya mind doin' me a favour?" "And what would that be?" Logan took Kurt's hands in his and shot him a weird smile. "Please stop bein' so tall. Please?"