100 Ways To Say I Love You Writing Challenge - Sanders Sides Oneshots

[13] - Analogical - Study buddy

Prompt 13: "Sorry I'm late."

Theyre in love but sssshh dont tell them they dont know yet

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Logan glanced over at the empty spot across the table. He caught himself sighing and immediately forced his attention back towards the essay he was writing.

The rain outside the library was pouring down and the wind was so strong that no one in their right mind would leave their dorm to visit the library. He was literally the only person there (except for a tired looking librarian), and the library was usually full of students doing their homework or studying for tests.

He should really not expect Virgil to show up, and the disappointment he felt at that thought was certainly not something deserving to be acknowledged.

He flipped a page in his textbook, trying to find the bit of information that he needed for the part of his essay that he was writing. He read it several times, trying to comprehend the words and their meanings, but he kept finding that his mind had strayed back to Virgil because, well, he missed having him there.

The two of them did share two classes together, but they had never spoken to each other before meeting in the library.

Actually, they didn't speak then either for the first few weeks, they only shared a table since they both seemed to always sit by the one that was the furthest away from the other tables and the most hidden from view, and neither of them seemed to be about to change study location just because someone else was sitting there sometimes.

Then, slowly, they had began speaking to each other. Logan had been struggling with his English assignment (it was... not his best class) and Virgil had paused his own studying to help him. And after that Logan had returned the favor when he had noticed Virgil having a hard time with his own studying.

They had soon started talking about other things than homework and the tests they were studying for, and they had quickly began to purposefully show up at the same time they knew the other would be there.

At this point they had an unmentioned schedule that they followed, both of them showing up at the library after classes on Mondays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, and sometimes at noon on Sundays.

Sometimes, more often than not, one of them brought coffee or something to snack on together. And sometimes they didn't do much studying, instead just talking and maybe watching something together, sharing Virgil's purple pair of earbuds.

He cast another glance across the table, thinking of the thermos of hot chocolate that he had in his backpack and feeling a twinge of something in his chest at the fact that the purple-haired emo was not sitting across from him.

At that point he once again realized that his thoughts had strayed far from what he was studying, and he sighed deeply, refocusing his eyes on the text he had written, taking a moment to fix two spelling errors.

Virgil was hardly obligated to show up, it made more sense to stay at home at a day like this, and it was not as if their study sessions could matter all that much to Virgil, they were just unspoken study buddies, that was all, they did not even have each other's phone numbers and they had never spent time together outside of class or the library.

Really, neither their study session or he should matter all that much to Virgil, that didn't make sense, just as the ache in his chest at that thought didn't make sense.

(Logan refused to acknowledge the fact that the only reason he had showed up to the library was because he had hoped that, despite all odds, Virgil would.)