Well I'm shamemeless when it comes to loving you
I'll do anything you want me to
I'll do anything at all
And I'm standing here for all the world to see
Oh baby, that's what's left of me
Don't have very far to fall
You know now I'm not a man who's ever been
Insecure about the world I've been living in
I don't break easy, I have my pride
But if you need to be satisfied
I'm shameless, oh honey, I don't have a prayer
Every time I see you standin' there
I go down upon my knees
And I'm changing, swore I'd never compromise
Oh, but you convinced me otherwise
I'll do anything you please
You see in all my life I've never found
What I couldn't resist, what I couldn't turn down
I could walk away from anyone I ever knew
But I can't walk away from you
I have never let anything have this much control over me
I work too hard to call my life my own
I have never let anything have this much control over me
I work too hard to call my life my own
And I've made myself a world and it's worked so perfectly
But it's your world now, I can't refuse
I've never had so much to lose
Oh, I'm shameless
You know it should be easy for a man who's strong
To say he's sorry or admit when he's wrong
I've never lost anything I've ever missed
But I've never been in love like this
It's out of my hands
I'm shameless, I don't have the power now
I don't want it anyhow
So I got to let it go
Oh, I'm shameless, shameless as a man can be
You make a total fool of me
I just wanted to you to know
Oh, I'm shameless, I just wanted you to know
Oh, I'm shameless, Oh, I'm down on my knees... shameless
He didn’t do obligations.
He didn’t make commitments.
He didn’t forge bonds.
And he sure as hell never made promises.
No, he was a lone soul, secure in who and what he was and what he wanted and just what he expected from life.
He was a hard man. A hard ass. He was blunt and sometimes brutal and he didn’t gave a true damn about anyone other them himself.
He was self centered.
He was self involved.
He needed no one and no one needed him.
He was The Wolverine.
He was a fucked up mother fucker with metal lined bones and deadly claws that had easily drawn the blood of countless men and would do so again if the need arose.
He would do it without remorse.
Because that was who and what he was.
He made no apologies.
He made no exceptions in how he lived and thought and viewed the world.
And when it came to women…well, women were easy for him; women were a dime a dozen, they were always sniffing around after the fights, looking for a chance to take a tumble in The Wolverine’s Bed.
He always got what he wanted from women.
He could even say he gave them what they wanted; he gave them the hard and fast fuck they were looking for and when dawn appeared on the horizon, he walked away without looking back or even uttering a thanks for the vague and blurred memory.
Women meant little to him.
He felt no affinity to any female.
Until it happened.
Until Laughlin City.
Until Marie.
Christ, she was just a kid…yet she wasn’t…no one could see the things she had seen or endure the hell she had endured and still maintain any illusion of being a kid.
But she was innocent.
Innocent and pure and beautiful beyond comparison.
And she latched herself to him.
Why, he couldn’t imagine.
He wasn’t a typical night in shinning armor.
He wasn’t the good guy in the white hat.
He was The Wolverine.
But for Marie…for Marie he became something more.
For Marie, he made the compromise.
For Marie, he began to make the change, to leave behind his selfish ways, to strive to be better.
To be more.
To be a good man.
A man that was willing to die for her.
A man that ran when he realized what he felt for her.
And he told himself it should be easy, to turn and walk away and not look back, as he had done before.
But he had never felt so much before.
He had never needed so much before.
For the first time, The Wolverine, found the one thing he couldn’t resist, the pull from a beautiful, brown eyed girl.
He couldn’t walk away.
Couldn’t stay away.
Couldn’t return to his world, because his world had nothing to offer him if he didn’t have her.
She was his everything.
She was his heart.
She was his soul.
She made him say ‘to hell with pride and to hell with being a bad ass’.
He was willing to toss pride aside.
He was willing to fall to his knees.
He was willing to make a fool of himself, if need be.
And for her, it was.
For her, he was reduced to a fool in love.
For her, he was willing to be shameless…
Shameless…
And he didn’t care.
He didn’t need pride.
He didn’t need to be feared.
He didn’t need the endless parade of faceless women that meant nothing and simply never would because he had found the one and the only woman that had the power to take his restless soul and offer him a home in her warm and loving arms.
And if he had to be shameless to have that home, then shameless he would gladly be, because Marie was worth it and he knew she always would be.
THE END
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Story Notes:
Something about this song seems to fit Logan, and the thoughts that would be running through his mind when he finally comes to accept his feelings for Marie.