Sanders Sides Oneshots [All Ships]

[29] - Logince - Dancing

Warnings: not really, mentions stress, overworking, frustration, creative block(?), but this is some sappy shit

Just roman thinking a little about their dancing

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Back when Roman had, nervously, so nervously, asked his boyfriend to dance with him the first time, he'd been utterly delighted when Logan had agreed.

He had huffed a little in that way he does, then shown his tiny but so meaningful smile and given him a nod. Roman had immediately pulled Logan to his feet and to the imagination where he already had a ballroom.

They'd been clumsy and nervous, Roman had never been dancing with someone before, despite how much he enjoyed dancing. It was the best stress relief he had had for as long as he could remember, still right up there with being in Logan's arms, so why not combine them?

He had thought he would have had to spend a while convincing Logan, not that he would just agree, and neither had he thought it would become a regular thing. But Logan seemed to have realized he also found it a good way to de-stress and after a while he was the one asking Roman to dance just as often, which each time had Roman feeling a little as if he was melting with fondness with how Logan trusted him with something that could be so... emotional.

His boyfriend was not the emotional type, they all knew that. But Roman had to say that dancing was definitely helping them both deal with stress, frustration and anger instead of letting it build up until they lashed out. And, although that was mostly Roman, it also helped when he was happy and excited to just pull Logan close for some dancing, which was apparently preferred over him barrelling into the imagination to go on quests for hours.

Maybe the other sides were right when they tried telling him that he returned injured a little too often. Sometimes, perhaps, he got a bit over excited and bit off more than he could chew.

But sometimes it could barely be called dancing at all, like tonight after Roman had found himself too frustrated with his lack of ideas to even look at his glittery notebook and Logan was tired and worn out from overworking that beautiful mind of his.

He had knocked on Logan's door and pulled him from his laptop and his notebooks, ignored his quiet and stubborn protests, focused instead on the almost there smile as he had placed one hand on his waist and let their fingers entangle, inviting Logan for some slow dancing right there in his bedroom.

It had started out as proper dancing, but after who knows how long they had just ended up wrapped up closely together, Roman resting his chin on Logan's shoulder, hands resting on Logan's lower back, and Logan had his face tucked into the crook of Roman's neck, holding him in such a warm embrace.

They were swaying just slightly together, barely moving their feet, the playlist they had been listening to having ended long ago, but neither of them even had a thought to let go of the other and move away. It had been late when they'd started and Roman had no clue how late at night or early in the morning it was now. They were both, most likely, equally exhausted, but however lovely some sleep would be it had nothing on standing there, almost-dancing with his boyfriend.

Logan's breath was warm against his neck and his body moving gently with Roman's. Maybe it was sappy, even for him, but he just couldn't help feeling convinced that the two of them fit together perfectly, as if made to fit just right in each others embrace, made to hold the other.

Unnecessarily sappy or not, he liked the thought. It felt right, just like holding Logan did.

Roman let his hands slowly slide up Logan's back, feeling Logan holding him just a little bit closer. He tilted his head just a tiny bit to the side, lips brushing right below Logan's jaw as his hands ran down his back again. Logan let out a small sigh, sounding as content as Roman felt and he honestly didn't know how he would ever be able to bring himself to let go of him.

They would have to go to bed sometime soon, before either of them fell asleep standing, but neither of them seemed to find detangling themselves from the other a battle they were winning. Soon. Just not yet.

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Written: 16th, 17th, 18th September 2021

Published: 7th March 2022

Words: 732

Ummm ur honor im touch starved

Seriously tho me and who😩😩 can't dance for shit but like just sleepily holding each other???? Pls-