lonely together~~~ intrulogical

movie

Logan's pov:

Finally night. I've been thinking, as per usual, about remus. One fact has emerged: I like him. That's problem number one done, now problem number two. Does he like me? I think I know the answer: no. But how do you know unless you test it? I'm not going to ask him out. That's dumb. But what I am going to do is stand outside my door. If he comes looking for me, I have a chance. If not, there's my answer. God, I'm thinking too much about this. It's only remus. Only remus.

Remus's pov:

Finally dark. I didnt even tell dee I was scouting for virgil tonight. I just walked out. The night air stung my burn, so I tucked my hand in my pocket. I wandered around all the places we had gone the previous nights, but he wasn't there. That's odd. I kept walking. Nothing. What if he didn't come out tonight. What if he hates me. What if he thinks I'm gross. What if he thinks of Me like everyone else does. Suddenly, something caught my eye. A light. The light side's side of the mind Palace had kept the porch light on. A sign! I walked as fast as I could to the light and I found the angel I was looking for.
"Logan!" I smiled.
"Wow, you sure as hell took your time, it's past midnight!" He smiled back. He just makes me so giddy I love him!

"You know, I'm not really in the mood to walk tonight. You wanna come in and watch a film?" He asked.
"Sure! I'll be quite." I beamed.
He took Me into the house and into the living room. It was so big! I sat down on the sofa and logan ran off to get pop corn.

Logan's pov

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. He came! He's in my house! Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.
I grabbed the popcorn I already made yesterday and two cans of monster; they belong to virgil, but I can easily replace them. I then came back and sat next to him. "So, what do you want to watch? I have Disney+ and Netflix." I asked, turning on the TV.
"Hmm whatever you are into! It's your home!" He shrugged.
"Yes, but you are the guest. You can pick." I replied.
"Here's something me and dee does when we can't decide what to watch. We go on a letter and number generator. We put the letter in search and click on the whatever number film that comes up." He said. He is very smart.
"That sounds interesting. We should do it." I pulled out my phone and found a generator. We got 7 and F. We put it into the search on Netflix and got 50 shades of grey.
"You fucking rigged it!" I laughed.
"Nah! It's your phone! You probably rigged it!" He laughed back.
"Why would I rigg it? It makes no logical sense!" I argued.
"Sureeeee! I bet under those glasses and tie there's a worse pervert than me!"
"Oi! Shut it!"
"Make me!"
Make me. Dangerous words. I could do anything I want.
"Fine!" I said, picking up a handful of popcorn and shoving it into his mouth.
He laughed loudly in response.
"Ok, but are we watching the film?" He asked after he finished eating.
"Sure, what's the worst that could happen?" I laughed back.
I clicked on the film and we started watching.

I started fazing out of the film to look at him. He was so different from me, yet so perfect. His hair fell perfectly on his face. His eyes were like emerald pools of green. His moustache is completely ridiculous, but suited him perfectly. His arms are so strong looking, he could break me and I'd let him. His hands were perfectly scared and red. Wait. Scared and red? It looked like a second degree burn. A nasty one.

"Remus?" I asked.
"Hm?"
"What's up with your hand? It looks badly burnt."
He paused for a moment, appearing to be filtering the story he was about to tell me.
"Well, funny story actually. I was cooking bacon yesterday morning and dee knocked me and I fell hand first into the oil. But it's fine!" He smiled.

"Oh. Have you treated it? It looks pretty bad." I said, still looking at his hand.
"I ran it under a tap for a bit." He replied.
"That doesn't work for a 2nd degree burn. Hang on." I got up and fetched him some burn ointment and bandages.

Remus's pov

"Gimme your hand." He said as i gave it to him. "This is gonna feel cold."
He squeezed the white liquid out of the tube onto my hand (I wish he would squeeze my white liquid out of my tube like that).  He then began to very gently rub it in. He then applied a bandage around my hand. Jesus fuck, he is good with his hands. I dont know if it was the film or logan, but I felt hard. I really couldn't help it.

Logan's pov

"Remus. Remus! Are you even listening to me?" I said waving my hand infront of his face.
"Huh? Lo? Sorry i was distracted by the film."
"I said, you should probably get going because roman will wake up soon."
"Uh, yupp! I'll be going now! Bye!" He got up and walked straight out of the house without looking back. Huh.