*A/N Not exactly what story_ft_magic asked for, but hope ya still like it*
Emotions are hard to understand. They're chemical reactions in your brain, but they hold so much control over your life. For some people they are what they base every choice on, every moment of their life is controlled by emotions. I don't get it," Logan thought as he stared at Morgan, who was happily chatting from across the lunch room when just a few minutes early Logan had caught him crying in the bathroom about a bad test grade.
"Logic is cold. It removes other people from the equation. It puts you first and others second. Some people will never let you pry it from their hands, even if you're trying to help, even if you just want them to be able to connect with people better. It doesn't see people as anything other than a liability. It flinches away from comfort, even when it's being the one comforted, but sometimes logic is the only comfort you can truly accept because it has no reason to lie to you," Morgan thought as he tried to explain to his friend Roman why his eyes were red and why he was late for lunch.
"Earth to Logan, if you keep staring at Morgan he's gonna notice," Angel, Logan's friend told him, snapping his fingers in front of Logan's face.
"Firstly, it's going to not gonna, and secondly, I was not staring at Morgan. I barely know him," Logan said when he snapped out of his dazed state.
"If you barely know him then why do you always stare at him and talk about him almost every lunch period?" Angel asked a smirk gracing his pale face.
"I find him interesting, that's all," Logan said, slightly blushing at what his friend was implying.
"Yeah, definitely just interesting and not cute," Angel countered, rolling his eyes at how dumb Logan could be sometimes.
The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch before Logan could protest, but he was still able to say, "We'll talk about this later," before he rushed out of the lunch room, brushing into Morgan, which made the place of contact feel electrified.
"He brushed up against me! Do you think he's trying to flirt with me?" Morgan asked Roman on the way home later that day. Before Roman could say anything, Morgan said, "Of course not, why would he even like me?"
"He likes you, he's like you since you guys were both five, he's just too dumb to see it," Roman said, comforting his friend.
"How do you know?" Morality asked glumly, but really wondering how he knew.
"Becuase he hasn't stopped staring at you since then, also Angel told me," he said, quickly mumbling the last part.
"Angel told you? I thought you and Angel were enemies?" Morality asked, wanting to change the topic.
"Truces can be made to help people get together," He said in a strained voice, thinking about his and Angel's plan.
"Just go in the room and get my jacket," Angel told Logan the next day at lunch.
"Why can you not get you own jacket?" Logan asked, wondering where Morgan was. He didn't seem to be at lunch today.
"Cause I'm lazy," Angel whined.
"What is in it for me?" Logan said, turning to look at Angel, who had somehow ended up lying on the floor.
"I'll help you with your Morgan troubles," Angel said, sitting up.
"Deal," was the only words Logan said before dashing out of the lunchroom.
"Why are we here again?" Morgan asked Roman as they stood in the empty classroom.
"Just trust me," he said before reading a text, "Ok, so I'm gonna leave for a few minutes just stay here," he sprinted out of the classroom without even waiting for an answer, taking a black jacket with him.
Morgan heard someone enter the room and thought it was Roman, prompting him to ask, "Did Angel ask you to bring him his jacket?"
"Yes, how did you know?" Logan replied shocked that Morgan was in here and that he knew why he was there too.
"Oh Logan, you scared me. I thought you were Roman, he just ran out of here with Angel's jacket," Morality said, nervous about being alone with his crush.
"Oh then I guess I should leave," Logan said, getting ready to leave, but the door was slammed shut.
"You two aren't leaving until you talk about your feelings!" Angel yelled from the other side of the door.
In they end they did talk about their feeling, how they've crushed on each other since they were 5, they also started to plan their revenge.
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Sanders Sides One Shots
FanfictionOne Shots of the Sanders Sides kind *I do take prompts*