Sanders' Sides Oneshots 2

Singing (Logic x Prince)

Requested. Please don't give me any more requests for now. I hope this is alright. I keep worrying I'm not doing the requests correctly-if I ever do something that isn't like what you wanted, please let me know and I'll make you another one that fits what you want better.

Also important, I... forgot to take my medicine for a while, so that has made me feel like complete shit. Honestly I feel extremely sad, and just so fucking tired that I may just, disappear, for a little bit? If that happens, I apologize. I'm just trying to get back to feeling better, all I've done lately is sleep and cry my eyes out lmao. Anyways, on with the story-

Logan couldn't help but keep glancing across the room as he sang with his class. He was trying to pay attention, but every so often he couldn't help but look at one particular student.

Nearly everyone in the school knew who Roman was. He was loud, obnoxious at times, and he had the best singing voice anyone had ever heard. Of course, everyone knew this because Roman never stopped singing.

Logan, though, was really a nobody. He was a quiet nerd with only one friend, and no one ever paid him any attention. He preferred it that way, really. Logan had only really joined this chorus class because his friend, Virgil, wanted to go. Not even really because he was interested in singing, but rather because he was interested in a boy who did sing. Logan wasn't sure of his name, he only knew that it started with a P and he happened to be friends with Roman.

Beside of him, Virgil nudged Logan and silently asked why he was looking that at Roman. He was smirking, but Logan just rolled his eyes. He was only looking at Roman because ever since he first started showing up all Roman had done was glare at him. He was confused, and annoyed to have the attention always on him.

By the time that class finally ended Logan had finally managed to forget about Roman. He made his way out with Virgil, striking up a conversation. "When are you going to be done with this? You know you could just talk to him like a normal person."

"I can't do that! He probably doesn't even know I exist." Virgil frowned, and Logan rolled his eyes.

"You do know how to solve that problem, right?" He questioned, raising a brow. "You go and introduce yourself."

"That sounds way too hard. No thanks. Anyways, don't act like you weren't staring at a certain someone the entire class. You like Roman, don't you?" Virgil asked with a laugh, and Logan looked appalled.

"I was not staring at him! I certainly do not like him. Didn't you notice him glaring at me the entire time?" Logan asked, and Virgil suddenly went quiet, cheeks red. "Right, I forgot. All you do in that class is stare at... what's his name again?"

"Doesn't matter," Virgil mumbled, quickly changing the subject. "Why do you hate going to that class so much anyways?"

"I've told you, I do not like to sing. And it's not as if I'm any good at it-" Logan and Virgil both jumped at the frustrated cry from right behind them. Turning, the two of them saw Roman along with his friend standing there, looking embarrassed.

"I-oh. Sorry." Roman frowned, face burning. "I couldn't help but overhear your conversation-"

"He was eavesdropping!" His friend laughed, and Roman gasped dramatically and shoved him away.

"I was not eavesdropping! Don't listen to Patton. But... I think you have a wonderful singing voice, and I can't believe that anyone could possibly believe otherwise!" Roman huffed, and Logan felt his cheeks burning. Roman thought he sang good? That was certainly surprising. He also wanted to know just how long the other had been listening in.