Illogical Feelings (analogical college AU)

Aftermath (X)

TW: cussing, Frozen II spoilers, more fluff!!

Virgil's POV

By the time I woke up, it was nearly sunset. Checking my alarm clock, I realized it was Around 7pm. Shit! I threw the covers off and ran into the living room, blinking in the light. It wasn't that bright, but still a bit of a change from my room. And from sleep.

I stumbled over to the kitchen, rubbing sleep from my eyes. I sat down at the counter, trying to wake myself up. When I blinked my eyes open again, there was a cup of tea in front of me. "Huh?" I looked up and saw Logan across from me, leaning against the counter and sipping from his own cup as he read his book.

He glanced at me. "It's not poisoned." He cocked an eyebrow in what I'm guessing was amusement. "I figured you'd be pretty groggy." I nodded a thanks and sipped it. "I was going to watch a movie. Would you like to join me?" He asked. I shrugged, following him to the couch. "What're we watching?" I hugged my legs to my chest. "Frozen, followed by Frozen II. There's a marathon on channel 3." I nodded.

We sat in silence as the pre-movie commercials played. After a minute, I looked at Logan. "Hey Lo?" He hummed in response. "Thanks again.. for helping me out and stuff." He looked up. "It truly wasn't an issue, Virgil. I'm glad I could be of assistance to you." I smirked. "Even glad about the 'chopstick face'?" I asked. His face reddened as he growled. I laughed. "I'm just teasing!" He rolled his eyes. "The movie is starting."

~ time skip ~

Logan's POV (sorry I'm just in a v Logan-y mood today)

It was nearing 21:00, and we hadn't even managed to finish Frozen yet. Over the course of the movie, Virgil and I had somehow gotten closer - which I wasn't complaining about. His presence was surprisingly comforting, although he was very cynical and sarcastic towards the movie. I tried to hide my laughter, but I could tell he noticed sometimes.

By 21:30, Virgil and I were both sleepy. At this point I'd convinced him I wouldn't bite him, and we were only a few inches apart. I could feel my face heating up as leaned over for the remote. He lowered the volume on the commercial, turning to me. "About earlier," I could feel my heart quicken at his words. "I don't really remember much after eating, so have I been asleep this whole time?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck.

I stopped myself from sighing in relief. "No, you fell asleep around 14:00 I'd say." I glanced at his puzzled face. "2pm," I clarified. "Ah." He nodded, glancing away. "If we got back around 12 though, what did I do the whole time?" He questioned. Debated whether to tell him. "We watched some TV." I stated, hoping he wouldn't notice the blood vessels in my face expanding yet again. He nodded, seemingly satisfied with the answer.

We continued on to Frozen II. By the time Elsa was freezing to death, Virgil had fallen asleep. He was leaned against my shoulder, his head nuzzled into my neck. I muted the TV. "Virgil?" He hummed. "Would you like to retire to your room?" I asked, quite amused. He opened his eyes, those big, violet eyes, and stared at me..

..until he squeezed them shut. "Ah!" He yelled, sitting up. "Is something wrong?" I queried, getting worried. "Just my contacts," he muttered, pulling them out. I looked away, not wanting to see what I'm told is a pretty gross sight. "Lo?" I glanced over at him. He had his head down, contacts in his hand. I noticed they had a purple tinted iris. "Don't tell anyone I wear contacts, 'kay?" He asked. I nodded. Sighing in relief, he leaned back, closing his eyes. Before I could speak, he opened them, looking at me. I stared in disbelief at what I saw.

(A/N: aaand let's end the chapter here! jk jk)

Two big, white eyes were looking at me. They were so.. beautiful. I couldn't stop staring at them. I couldn't speak. But most importantly, no matter what I did, I couldn't for the life of me, figure out what Virgil just said. (A/N: haha gotcha!) "Apologies, could you repeat that?" I shook my head, breaking the figurative spell.

Virgil repeated himself. "You aren't upset that these aren't my real eyes," he held up his hand containing the contacts. "Are you?" I shook my head, perhaps a bit too quickly. "Of course not. What you choose to do with your body is none of my business." He nodded. "But.. I do have a question." He looked at me. "Yeah?" "Why hide them? They're so b-" I clapped my hand over my mouth. "I- I mean uh, they're n- not.. there's no reason to hide them," I stammered.

Shit! Shit shit shit, fucking shit. Virgil looked at me as I turned away. He probably thinks I'm a fool. He must hate me. I was such an idiot! I- "Logan." I looked up. Virgil was holding my hand. "I need you to breathe with me, okay?" I nodded. He began counting, using the same technique I'd shown him earlier. I couldn't help but smile.

Virgil's POV

I smiled as Logan calmed down. "There we go. Better?" He nodded. "Okay. Now back to your question, I wear contacts because I.. don't exactly like my eyes." I shrugged. "They're.. weird, a- and creep people out. Figure it's best to hide something that looks so stupid, right?" Logan looked at me. "But they aren't. They're uncommon, but not stupid." I didn't know what to say for a moment. "They- huh?" Logan adjusted his tie. I noticed he still held my hand. "I think they look.. rather fascinating, really." I stopped to process that.

"If it's not too personal, what caused them?" He asked. I almost smiled. No one had ever bothered asking before. Granted, no one saw them. "I have albinism, which is why I'm so pale." He nodded, muttering something. I tilted my head. "Nothing, shall we resume the movie?" He asked. I nodded. We sat in silence, watching the movie.

The entire time, we still held hands.

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has anyone ordered light fluff? who cares, I'm serving it! maybe I should publish some lol, I have 4 out of literally 12 parts published. out of those 4 only two are really chapters.

A/N: yo sorry this is late ive broken my wrist and im failing school ahAh enjoy