Sander Sides One Shots >:3

(Analogical) A bit chilly

Author back to post and then disappear for another two-three months as usual ppft.
How are we all? Is it only my Wattpad that suddenly takes down chapters and unpublishes them? Idk..

I got a boyfriend a few months ago!!
(heh gay)
It cost me my best friend however..

And well we got matching sweaters and then i got an idea:)

Here's some analogical since it's been a while.

Logan's pov:
We had just reached our destination. Virgil's home.
It was December so the snow has slowly made it's way for the season. I had not been prepared for this weather seeing as i had been visiting family in a warmer country, but i was still covered enough to keep myself somewhat warm.
"Would you like something to drink? Coffee perhaps?" Virgil asked as he fidgeted with his sleeves. "Yes please. You don't mind if i ask, but do you have a sweater or something like that i could borrow?" i asked feeling how my shirt was way too thin, and Virgil's appartment was quite chilly since it had been left without any warmth since Virgil left.
Virgil hurried to his room mumbling something in style with "Of course, should have asked!" and returned not even a minute later with a dark purpled sweater. Virgil looked flustered quickly going back to the kitchen to make coffee for us. He looked what i believe to be.. Cute.
The sweater was comfortable and fit surprisingly well on me. On Virgil it is probably a bit more oversized compared to me.

We drank our coffee and spend the next hours just talking and joking together. Found out that Virgil has quite nice taste in books, which i did not know about until now. I guess we can always learn more of those we think we know everything about.
"Logan I had no idea you were this creative" Virgil said his head turning more to the left. "Oh Virgil I am not creative. I Just think of a broader perspective and include more things than most would do" I explained. Virgil shook his head and we continued the conversation.

After 3 hours i had to leave for my bus. It was already about to be 8. I reminded Virgil to make some dinner and hugged him before leaving his appartment. It was cold outside, but the sweater helped a bit more.
About an hour later i was finally home. It was warm, but still felt colder than with Virgil sitting right in front of me, giving me one of his sweet smiles and his face telling me he is listening to me. Such a handsome guy, but i could never tell him, he would stutter and push me away in embaressment.
I settled in and went to put down my bag when suddenly something fell from my pocket.
An Ipod?
Weird. I don't own one. It must be Virgil's.
He must have rushed to get me a sweater that he got me one he had used...And forgot his ipod was in.

I starred at it for a while trying to decide what to do with it.
I concluded that listening to a bit from it could not hurt. It would give me a better insight on what music Virgil is interested in.
I tried to make te device work, suddenly i found a playlist...With my name on it?
(Pls i have not had an Ipod since i was 10 or something, just pretend!)
I clicked on it my full attention at listening to what it could contain.

Suddenly two hours had passed and i had listened and studied every song.
A new form for warmth formed inside of me. I was.. smiling?
Virgil made this playlist for me. Just for me. With all these sweet songs and the deep meanings in them!

I listened to the playlist again and again until it was monday and I would meet up with Virgil again.
I did not know how to mention his Ipod, so i put it into the pocket and neatly folded the sweater that i had washed before returning it to him.

"Hey Logan" Virgil went over to me and sat next to me on the park bench i was currently on.
"Hey Virgil. It's nice that you could join me today" I took a look at him, taking in all of his features. Then i gave him him sweater back explaining "oh yeah, your Ipod was in the pocket" Virgil's eyes widdened and he looked at me ready for the judges he expected me to give him. "And the playlist right?" I nodded and he gulped looking around the park. "It was nice though. I loved it, even though some were not as much of my own taste" I said and gave him a firm nod. Virgil left out a breath of air. "You did?" "Yes i did Virgil". He gave me one of his awkward smiles and i tried to return it, making his less awkward. Then he reached for my hand and held it like that for the rest of the time we were in the park.

I downloaded the songs I remembered or found outstanding and listened to them all night in my room.
Virgil makes me feel special. Him and these songs.

We spent more time hanging out now and got closer. I wanted to make him a playlist as well, but music is not exactly my department. I wrote him a note instead, I really hope he will keep it close and feel how the songs made me feel. I am afraid he will find my boring though. Most people do. But..not him. No Virgil is as much outsider as I. We are of our own kind.
But I would rather be with Virgil like this rather than be part of a more social environment. I go to school to learn and show the professors what I can, not to be "cool" as Virgil would call it. But I feel cool with Virgil. And that's not even in the freezing way.

|| Yes I know it's short and all. But I have a lot going on. And surprisingly I have had for a year now just constantly. Should I stop this book? Call quits and just look at the stuff I wrote from back in 2020 till now?
Anyways..
Word Count: 1068 words ||