The Prince, The Gangster, The Teacher, And The Poet (Sander Sides Fanfic)

Chapter Thirty Five-The Date

TW: Cuteness and fluff! Let me know which of the movies I described you'd like the most XD

Logan was standing in the hallway outside the group's room. He had been planning this almost all day, and the bustle of it all had kept him from thinking too hard about the conversation the group had the day before. He had finished everything rather quickly, whether it be because of nerves or the excitement slowly bubbling in his chest, and that was how he found himself pacing.

He had barely told the others anything about his plans, nothing more than asking them to dress up a little more than they normally would. Patton had made good on his plans to go outfit shopping with the other two, which was perfectly fine with Logan. He hoped everything had gone well, even though they had expressly stated that nothing of any romantic affiliation was to take place. 

Logan himself had put on something a little more formal, putting his bag back in the room before the group had returned. He knew they were in there now, he could just barely hear Roman and Patton's excited chittering. He hoped Virgil wasn't too nervous about the whole ordeal. Logan was fairly certain he had created something that everyone would enjoy, but the possibility that he was wrong, that he had misjudged everyone and they would hate him for it, was still very much real and keeping him from rushing forward with the night.

Helena had proved to be actually useful, which Logan had secretly been shocked by. While she hadn't been outrightly rude to them before, she hadn't seemed like the type to be able to admit when they were wrong. But no matter her personal feelings, she had helped Logan with everything he had needed, even going so far as to pitch in a few gold coins for a few more... expensive ordeals.

Logan jumped when Patton stuck his head out of the doorway. Logan knew it was still early, but he hoped this meant that the others were just as excited as he was. Patton instantly brightened as he saw Logan in the hallway.

"I know we have like... thirty or so minutes before you told us we should be ready to leave, but we were kind of hoping we could be a little... early?" Logan smiled.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing." He smiled as warmly as he could and gestured for Patton to meet him outside. Patton nodded quickly, before ducking back inside and closing the door. He heard a few muffled words before the door pushed open and Patton, Virgil, and Roman each exited.

Patton was in a baby blue button-down shirt and a white jacket that made him look regal. His glasses were a little shinier than usual, though Logan couldn't tell if it was because of the lighting or because Patton had done something special. His freckles were more visible, and Logan was pleased to notice that there were more of them than previously anticipated, his entire face sprinkled with adorable dots.

Logan's eyes landed on Virgil next. Of course, Virgil's outfit was a little looser than expected, but it worked for both what Logan had planned, and with Virgil's overall look. He was in a dark purple shirt and a black vest that accented the eye shadow that Patton or Roman must have done. It was far too shiny for Virgil to have brought it himself. Virgil shifted and gave him a small excited and nervous smile. 

When Logan saw Roman, his heart nearly stopped. Roman was in the floor-length gown they had brought from the Storm's residence. He had added a beautiful necklace that shimmered with the rest of his outfit. Nothing he was wearing, however, took away from his face. He wasn't wearing any makeup, unlike Virgil, but his hair was held out of his eyes by a dazzling hair clip that he was wearing proudly. It had a small crown on it that made Logan smile a little wider.

"You all look magnificent." He confessed to no one in particular, allowing himself, for the first time, to completely enjoy everyone's reaction. The way Roman preened, the way Virgil blushed, ducking his head, the way Patton giggled and raised a hand to his cheek.