Sanders Sides One Shots

I'm so in love with you - Analogical

Logan is crying in the kitchen late at night (or early in the morning) and Virgil finds him, an unexpected confession comes from the both of them.

For the prompt: "You found me crying on the kitchen floor in the middle of the night surrounded by a shattered jelly jar."

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Virgil wakes early, or late, he's not sure which. Either way it's the middle of the night and he's pretty sure he just heard a noise from downstairs, he doubts anyone broke in but still his mind supplies it's a possibility.

It's not an intruder. Instead, sitting on the kitchen floor with glass shattered around him is Logan. And he looks like he's been crying, which really can't be good. "Virgil!" Logan gasps upon seeing him, attempting to quickly wipe away the tears from his eyes and cheeks but Virgil's already seen them.

"Hey, Lo, you okay there, buddy?" It sounds stupid and condescending but it's what Virgil comes out with. Logan pauses and thinks for a moment before nodding his head. Virgil looks skeptically at him and Logan looks away, silent tears running down his face again, and Virgil sighs, a sad sort of sigh. "Come on, Lo," Virgil says, holding his hand out for Logan to take and helping him up off the floor before taking the other and leaving him on the sofa; he tidies the kitchen, quickly putting the glass and whatever else on the floor in the bin, and joins Logan on the sofa.

"Are you doing to tell me what's up?" Virgil asks, sitting sideways on the sofa so he can watch Logan's expression, tear tracks down his face but he's no longer crying. Virgil give him a nudge which gets his attention for a second before he's staring off again. But Logan opens his mouth to speak, sighs, then actually speaks, "I'm just feeling- I'm feeling a lot right now and I'm not sure what to do about it."

Virgil smiles sympathetically, somewhat knowing what he's feeling, but he doesn't speak, silently urging Logan to continue. Logan laughs though, which is unexpected, "you found me crying on the kitchen floor in the middle of the night surrounded by a shattered jelly jar." So that's what it was amongst all the glass. "And now, now you're asking what's wrong and I just-" he pauses to suck in a deep breath and looks at Virgil out of the corner of his eye, "I just love you so much." Oh.

And Virgil isn't sure what to make of things. Sure, he's thought about Logan that way but he always pushed it away, knowing the other could never like him that way- except he does and now he's repressed all this for no reason, and Logan has done exactly the same.

"I'm so in love with you it scares me, Verge. I- fuck- I'm not even sure if I know how to love really but I feel so strongly about you, I care so much for you and more, but I'm terrified. I've never been in love, I didn't think I was capable of it for so long," Logan says, voice growing quieter but Virgil hangs on his every word. There's a pause, and awkward stunned silence. Until Virgil speaks up, "I love you too, Lo."

He's not sure what else he can say, how else he can confront Logan's worries without placing his own into the mix because what if they aren't right? What if they shouldn't be?

But Logan takes his hands in his own, fresh tears running down his face, and Virgil internally curses himself at how pretty he finds Logan in that moment. "Can I kiss you?" Virgil finds himself saying, not even having time to panic over the words he had no idea how they escaped as Logan nods. They kiss sweetly and briefly, pulling back and smiling to each other.

Logan presses a kiss to his cheek and Virgil mirrors it before asking, "bed?" They know they need to talk about it, about their feelings, these emotions they've kept on the inside for far too long. But now, in bed, cuddled up close, all they need is each other.