|| ᴍᴜʟᴛɪ-ꜰᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ᴏɴᴇ-ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ ||

|| ᴀɴᴀʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ // ꜱᴀɴᴅᴇʀꜱ ꜱɪᴅᴇꜱ ||

Virgil prefers to be alone, this is something he and Logan have in common. And while both have grown to admit and accept that this preference, the truth is that neither of them would mind each other's company. So one night while Logan is feeling particularly lonesome, he decides to put this theory to work.

Logan knocked on his door, precisely three times, and awaited an answer. "Who is it?" He heard Virgil call from inside his room. "Logan." He replied softly and backed a couple steps away from the door. The door swung open and Virgil stood there, head tilted in confusion. "Yeah?" Logan cleared his throat and fidgeted with the collar of his t-shirt, "I was wondering if you'd like to," he looked up and tried to remember, "..hang.... out?" Virgil rose an eyebrow and let his shoulders fall, "Uh ... sure?" He allowed him to walk in past him, and shut the door behind him. "You can just .. sit in my chair or on my bed or whatever." Virgil instructed, and Logan nodded and sat down in a purple mushroom chair in the corner of his room. "So .. What's up?" Virgil asked, sitting down on his bed. Logan fidgeted with his fingers and sighed, "I was just feeling rather lonesome, I wanted your company." Wanted. Virgil smiled, wanted. Logan wanted his company. He didn't need it, nor did he simply tolerate it, Logan wanted  him. "Oh.." He replied, butterflies overtaking his emotions, fluttering over every doubt in his mind about his feelings. "Oh? Did I upset you .. ? I apologize, I really didn't mean t-" Logan started, but Virgil interrupted. "No, no, I just.. was thinking." Logan rose a brow, "Thinking about?" Virgil's eyes widened and the pit in his chest grew and hindered his breathing. In an anxious fit, he jumped to dismiss Logan's curiosity. 

"I'm not attempting to make you anxious, Virgil, really." Logan assured, "Truthfully, I have been wanting to talk to you about something. - Nothing bad, just .. Something." Virgil urged him to go on. "I truly enjoy your company, I prefer it to anyone else's really, and while I try not to indulge in messy emotions like these, I believe I may have grown an inconvenient attraction towards you. And while I'd usually simply dismiss this, it refuses to hinder its beckoning my mind. So I must ask, may I spend the night with you, as more than simple acquaintances, just to see if either of us would enjoy it?" Virgil was taken aback, stunned, even. He did have feelings for Logan, he just didn't want to act on them because he feared of messing things up. But .. he couldn't turn him away now. "Uh .. sure." Logan nodded, his face even hinted at a smile. "What do you wanna do..?" Virgil asked, his face as red as a blooming rose in the middle of spring. Logan thought for a few seconds, "Well, it's late at this point. So we could really only do a few things. But, tomorrow we could spend the entire day together and decide the verdict towards the end. I suggest we simply lay together tonight and see how that goes, only of course if that's okay with you." Virgil smiled, "Yeah! - Uh, yeah .. whatever. That's.. fine." Logan's face erupted into a genuine smile now, his perfectly straight, white teeth on full display. He stood up and turned on Virgil's colorful lights of which he'd spread along the ceiling,  and then turned off the main light. He took off his glasses and set them on Virgil's bedside table, and then stood at the foot of Virgil's bed. ".. I must inform you, I do not sleep with pants on." Virgil laughed, "I sleep shirtless." They both laughed and then undressed into their respective 'pajamas.' 

Logan climbed in bed beside Virgil, and allowed him to pull the blankets up over the two. Virgil turned to face Logan and rested his head on his chest. Logan complied with the position and curled a leg over Virgil's, and an arm over Virgil's waist. "Is this comfortable?" Logan asked, to which he received a sleepy nod. They both smiled and Logan hummed as he allowed himself to drift off in the comfort.