SBG head cannons list. (Some mini stories too)

Story 1: Logan and Barron.

This is just going to be in two sections. The first section will be how Logan and Barron interacted when they were close. The second part will be how they interact now. I hope you like this sort of story type, also if there's something you want to see in particular let me know! ALSO, huge bulimia trigger warning

It was newly summer; Logan and Barron were about to leave middle school and about to transfer to start the "Big kid sports." Those being the JV team. Not only that, but also the academic sports becoming available to them. Logan and Barron were sitting on Logan's roof just chatting and smoking some weed. 

Logan lit the blunt and took a decent sized hit, handing it off to Barron. "You know, next school year we'll be seen as the younger kids..That'a so odd now." Logan said, leaning back; smoke coming from his mouth as he spoke. "You have a point..It is a little odd. But we have each other, so we won't be completely alone." Barron took a hit and passed it back. Later on, into the night when they went back inside. Obviously, they had the munchies, so they were binging like crazy. Logan stood up and stretched, bringing a plate into the kitchen, his stomach bloated slightly. He popped his head into his room where Barron was, "Hey I'm going to get in the shower right quick, knock if you need me." Barron nodded, going back to what he was doing. Logan walked into the bathroom, grabbing a washcloth and starting the shower. He made sure it was cold; the water was louder that way. Logan was bulimic, but he was supposed to have been getting better. He was not. He sat in the floor, shoving his fingers down his throat, the washcloth pressed against his mouth to muffle the sounds even more. He coughed up bite after bite of whatever he had eaten just before. He sat up, blinking a few times and attempting to get his breathing back on track. He cleaned himself off, hopping in the shower for a few minutes to make it seem convincing, getting out and drying off. He walked back into his bedroom, most of the weed's effects having work off of both of them by now. "How was your shower?" Barron asked, spinning around in a chair while the TV had music they liked on full blast. "It was good.." The answer was sort of dodgy as he made his way to his closet, pulling a tank top and changing into it. There was a pause in the conversation before Barron broke the silence, "I didn't know you took cold showers now." Logan froze, Barron knows. "They're good for your skin..Plus I was hot." Logan didn't look at him, he just sat down on the bed, scrolling through his phone. Barron rolled himself and the chair to directly in front of Logan. "Lo..You don't like the cold. Ever." Logan put his phone down hesitantly, and Barron grabbed his hands. "Is change all too bad?" Logan smiled, tilting his head slightly. Barron sighed, "You don't like that either...Look I know you don't want to have this conversation, but you're sick. You're dying, it doesn't matter that you gained back all that weight if you're just going to lose it all again. I don't want you to die." Barron was showing genuine concern for Logan in this moment, which back then was normal. But now, it's a rarity. Or is it?