Logan Paul Imagines (Discontinued)

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Requested: No.

Summary: You're jealous from Logan's new date even without knowing who is it. Jealousy is bad, but it can be good sometimes, right? (This fic is based in Logan's video where he goes on a date with Evan.)

Type: Fluff.

Words: 1, 060

Warnings: Language.

You have known Logan for a long time to know that he's a good person, and could be a good boyfriend. Let's say that's why you have such a big crush on him. Reason why he doesn't know about your crush? You don't know. You're confused because it's impossible that he haven't seen the way you look at him. With adoration for what he does, with love for who he is.

You love him but you're afraid of loosing a good friend. That's why you're not sad if he doesn't know about your love for him. You think things are better that way.

He has good boyfriend material. And that's why you're so scared. Today he has a date and you really don't know if it's a real date or if it's another thing for the Logang. Asking him it's not in your plans, you don't want him to know that you're jealous.

You knock at his door and Brandon was with the camera already.

"Good morning, Brandon." you said walking past him since you're not feeling like being recorded this morning.

"Good morning."

"Good morning, Y/N." says now Ayla, actually she's the only one who knows about your love for Logan.

"Good morning, Ayla. And could you please get the camera away from me this morning, Brandon?" you snapped at him.

"Wow, someone's not in the mood today." Logan says walking out of his bedroom.

Suddenly you find yourself thinking about what he have under that white underwear, what you could do to him and...

"Let her be, Logan. And how many times do I have to tell you to put something on? White boxers can't do big job." Ayla defends you once she saw you in a trance.

"I look sexy with this, let ME be."

You shake your head trying to get out of your mind all the dirty things you had started thinking about.

"Lo, could you lend me your bed? I didn't sleep well." you whine putting your hands in your cheeks trying to hide your blush.

"Only if you help me choose my outfit for my date later." he comes to me with a grin.

"Oh, forget it. I better sleep on the couch." you go towards the couch. "Come 'er, Kong."

"Hey, why you don't want to help me?" he asks sitting besides me. "...are you jelouuus?"

"Of course not, it's just that you're being so annoying with all the date thing. Give it a rest, dude."

"Well, that can't happen 'cause since you're laying on my couch with my dog, now you have to talk with me about my date."