Thought

Chapter 15: Change

No. It couldn't be true. They were friends. Just friends. Surely they were just close friends. Logan knew he was sounding like a homophobic historian but there was no way.

He wasn't in love, was he?

He almost didn't want it to be true. Love was so unpredictable and there was no logic to love. Possibly why Logan never thought he'd feel it. It didn't make any sense. None. There was nothing about love Logan could understand. Why did he feel it? All these questions soaring around his mind made Logan feel uneasy. Maybe he should stay in his room. If he said he was sick, it was only a lie of omission. He did feel really sick, why? Because he believed he was in love's feverish grasp. But no one else needed to know that. Not even him.

No, he could never find out. It would've been the craziest thing he'd ever heard. Which was saying something. Logan wanted to get his head out of the figurative clouds. How could he ever think of anything else again? How could it all be so consuming? Too many questions forever left unanswered.

At least for the next few moments.

On the other side of the tracks, Remus couldn't control his mind. Every thought that could have occurred all seemed to occur at once. His head was too loud. His thoughts were always like this when he was overwhelmed. C'est la vie, he told himself. That's what he had always told himself. It is how it is, no point in trying to change things. And he couldn't change the way he felt about Logan, that was for sure. There was no possibility Logan liked him back, it was Remus after all. The same chaotic, messy, insane character he'd always been. Sure, he'd grown. He began to understand the line that he often crossed, this was mainly due to Logan's influence.

Remus somehow didn't feel as crazy when with Logan. But he supposed their relationship would just stay platonic, as much as it pained him. But nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Remus was still a risk-taker, that hadn't changed.

Was this going to be it?
No. It would have to be later.

Because now? Remus was summoned. When he appeared, Roman was already next to him. Both of them were still in onesies. Just because Logan didn't like to wear his in front of the others didn't mean the others didn't. Virgil rose up a moment later. Along with Patton. But no Janus or Logan, yet.

"Greetings Thomas" Roman remarked, taking curiosity into what he was needed for.
"Hey guys, um, just a small question, why does my brain feel like it's in a hurricane?"
Almost immediately after, Virgil and Roman started singing Hurricane from Hamilton.
"Here's the thing, there's no quiet up here right now" Thomas remarked, pointing towards his head.
"Well I've got nothing to do with that for once" Virgil stated, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall.
Thomas had somewhat figured that out, it wasn't really anxiousness. So, he looked over to Patton.
"I don't think it's me kiddo, I'm more your heart then your head" Patton shrugged.

That left 3 possible suspects. One of which wasn't currently present. But no matter how much Thomas tried, Logic wouldn't appear. That couldn't of been good.

"There's no way Logan pulled a Virgil- no offence Virge" Remus commented, trying to conjure a reasonable explanation.
"Non-taken, that was a long time ago" Virgil replied, focusing on Logan's spot, which still remained empty.
"It is odd however, we were going to watch Coraline with Logan, but he never showed" Roman mentioned. Roman knew exactly why Logan was a no-show, previously and now. But he wanted to see how this would unravel.

"Does this mean we're going to Logan's room?" Patton asked, getting excited.
"If he did pull a me, I swear-" Virgil muttered, getting slightly frustrated.
"Surely not, I mean, Thomas isn't brainless. He's just got too much brain right now" Roman concluded, "But we should check up on Logan anyway" He swiftly added afterwards.

"If you think I can focus on anything right now, then maybe we should be checking on your logic Roman" Thomas half-joked. Sides within sides? That just further hurt his brain but he had a point. Roman thought for a moment, and gave Remus a little nudge. Remus knew exactly what that nudge meant, later was now.

Oh boy.

Remus stood outside Logic's door. Now this was it.

Knock Knock. But nothing followed. Where was he? He was in his room the last time someone saw him. Where was he now? Just to be sure Remus knocked again. But still no reply or even stir of noise. Wait a minute- Remus was still in his onesie! This wasn't how he'd planned this. But then something changed within him.

Remus was doing this on his own terms, Thomas would be grateful later. He snapped into something a bit more... 'snazzy'. He summoned some dark green paper, and wrote another invitation.

It was in the imagination again. But rather then tomorrow, he gave himself 2 hours. Remus was positive Logan was still in his room. Remus added one last final message, and slipped the invitation under the door.

Janus had never seen Remus move so fast. Remus hadn't ever had more motivation then this in his life.
Those 2 hours went like minutes to him, he could only hope Logan actually showed up.

He was a little late, but it was worth it. Remus visibly swooned when he saw Logan. He was wearing his formal black shirt, it perfectly fit his frame. But in the place of his usual tie, there was a navy bow tie. And it suited him well. Logan also wore matching blue suspenders along with grey suit trousers and black shoes.

(Logan's POV)

What was I doing here? Was it too much to just shut myself away so I could revert to my proper self? Probably. Remus looked amazing. He wore a similar shirt to mine, but his was only half-buttoned. It slightly revealed the lines of a six-pack. On top was green blazer that had grey accents. This man was going to possibly be the literal death of me. His black suit trousers were ripped at the knees. I wouldn't have thought that bad-boy was my type, although I didn't originally have a type.

"W-well, if you'd be so kind to follow me to our destination" Remus requested, holding out his hand.
"No blindfold this time?" I joked, I could still slightly feel the bruise on my leg from last time.
"Hmm, if you insist my dear" Remus replied, walking behind be, it was the same blindfold as last time.
"Didn't take you for the blindfold type, but i suppose everyone has their quirks". Remus muttered to himself. I was pretty sure he was still behind me and knowing exactly what he was implying, I nudged him with my elbow, a smirk on my face as I hear Remus wince in pain.
"I'll get you back for that, my dear" Remus stated. What he did next though completely took me by surprise, he took me by the waist this time. I couldn't be sure if it was visible, but I immediately felt my face heat up as if I was sat in front of a fireplace.
"Are you blushing?" Remus asked, but rather then sounding condescending, it sounded quite genuine.
"I-It's nothing, let's- let's go" I embarrassingly stuttered. I really need to get myself under better control, this was very uncharacteristic of me. Still with his hand on my waist, Remus lead me inside the imagination. I knew immediately that this wasn't like last time. The 'air' was much cooler, and I couldn't hear the swishing of the trees, much more the splashing of some form of water.

It only took a minute to walk to wherever we were going. It was always the element of surprise with this guy. This incredible, handsome guy. My chest fluttering. Remus cleared his throat.

"Logan, every day since I met you, I've known you were the greatest side I had ever met. And even though this may seem somewhat insane; I love you"

I didn't say anything, i don't think I could've. But I do know that as soon as Remus said those last words, his lips were on mine, and I had no intention of moving away. Years of isolation washed away. And surprisingly, my mind wasn't so unsettled. The problem had been resolved.

We were in love, and even though we both knew there would be many, many challenging ahead; We both knew we would face them together.

~The End~

(1461 words, wow, 2 years later and I actually finished it. Looking forward to write another)