"Oh be quiet calculator watch!" Exclaimed Janus, looking over at Logan. Logan slapped his hand over his mouth, muffling him. Janus smiled and turned back to the discussion where Roman and Patton were. Logan struggled against Janus' gag but it was no use. "Anyways, why would you think Thomas feels that way Roman?" "Oh come on impersonator scales! Don't blame ME for it" "I mean, you are literally creativity."
Janus remarked, examining his nails behind his gloves. Logan looked around as he saw the room around him spinning. Janus' gag was firmly in place, restricting his breathing. He reached out a hand to Janus, mute. Roman and Janus continued on with their debate, oblivious to the struggling side. The colours flowed into each other and the voices became warped. Logan struggled against the gag to no avail. He was at the mercy of Janus, and it seemed like he would continue ignoring Logan.
Logan saw the darkness closing in. He felt tears trickling up his face; wait, up? Logan shut his eyes, blocking out the cascade of colours. He just wanted this to stop, he just wanted air. Isn't it funny that you can take simple things like air for granted, and you don't really realise how precious it is until it's gone. Logan desperately tried to breath, for everything to be alright, for the sake of himself and Thomas. But no air could seep i through the cracks of his hand.
A crash echoed throughout the room. The sides looked around for the source of the noise. They stopped at Logan's spot.
They ran towards his body...
But alas...
The one who was always ignored
Never rose again.
I kinda just gave up because I don't see motivation for this? Ah, sorry!
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Logan Sanders One Shots
FanfictionA collection of Logan angst or just things involving which I've created. Hopefully this can fuel anyone's need for Logan angst! :D
