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Relationship: Logan | Wolverine (X-Men) & Reader
Additional Tags: Sensory Overload, Autistic Reader-Insert, whumpster-dumpster's Whumpril 2025, Whump, Hurt/Comfort, Soft Logan | Wolverine (X-Men), No Lopette used, Gender-Neutral Reader-Insert, No Pronouns for Reader-Insert, Logan | Wolverine Has a Heart (X-Men)
Word Count: 356
Summary
Some days everything can be just a bit much for your sensitive senses
Whumpril 2025, 24th - Sensory Overload
Read on AO3
It’s loud. Really loud.
You had decided to go outside with the students during recess today, just to sit and relax. But now everything was feeling so loud, and the sun is too bright.
This was proving to be the very opposite of relaxing and you needed to get out.
Logan and Jean were on the other side of the courtyard. The kids would be fine without you right now. You just needed to get out of here before you have a full-blown meltdown.
You stand up from the bench you were sitting on and begin to wander off away from everything. The overstimulation has you a bit dizzy and disoriented, but you make do.
You find yourself a spot in the woods on the property, settling against a large tree. It's shaded and much quieter here, the only sound being the occasional chirp of birds and the leaves rustling against each other in the wind.
Finally somewhere safe, you try and guide yourself through deep breaths. It takes a few minutes, but you manage to get your heart down to a more regular pace. Calmer now, you decide to take a bit just to wait, take the time to enjoy the nature around you.
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You're not sure how long it's been, that you've just been sitting there, when you hear someone calling your name. You stir a bit, looking around for the source. You realize it's Logan when he shouts a second time. You call back out to him in response.
"There ya are." He says, half to himself, as he spots you. "Had the kids and Ororo worried." He sits down beside you.
"Sorry." You shrug.
"So what's got you out here, bub?"
"Just a bit too much going on..."
He huffs a bit. "Yeah, the world can be a bit much." You give a slight nod in response.
After that the two of you sit in silence for a couple minutes, before he offers to walk you back. “Come on. We can probably see if Hank has any ideas to help.” He holds his hand out, pulling you up when you take it.