Sanders Sides One-shots

Notes (OT4 - Poly) [1/3]

Ship: OT4 - Poly (focus is on Logince)

It's been a while since I've done a 2-part story, let alone alone 3 part story. But this idea was long, so I was like 'yeah, why not?'

You guys seemed to like the small interactions between the traits in my 'Happier' chapter, so I thought I'd go a little more into depth with that.

Also, I thought you guys deserved something happier since last time I tricked you, lol.

Don't worry, there is no angst in this chapter, or series.

Note is at the bottom!

• Likes being the damsel in distress

"Ouch," he huffed, clutching his ribs as they pulsed in pain. 

Stumbling awkwardly but with determination, he leaned on his sword as if it were a cane. He limped towards the portal, each breath becoming more laboured as he felt the blood dripping out of him. His hand was slick with the coppery fluid and he was almost certain he'd broken a rib of two. Perhaps his ankle as well. He couldn't tell.

He felt himself sigh with relief as he passed through the portal into the hallway, his overexerted muscles yelling at him. He ignored them, trying to focus on breathing through the pain.

"Roman!"

Tilting his head, he turned towards the figure who was hurriedly rushing towards him. Logan. He tried to call out his name, but all that left his mouth was a pained grunt. 

Within a few seconds, he felt two hands around his cheeks, lifting his head up meet worried eyes. "My love, what happened?"

Another grunt turned his boyfriend's attention to the hand grasping his ribs. An immediate shift in his eyes revealed that he had shoved the question into the back of his mind. 

"Come with me."

A startled yelp erupted out of him once he felt two strong arms pick him up bridal style. Roman looked up to see Logan cradling him closer, being careful not to jostle his wounds too much.

"Patton! Virgil! Get the first aid kit! Bathroom, now!" He yelled down the hallway, already striding towards the bathroom door.

The injured trait tensed up as he was moved, regretting it when he felt pain course through him.

"Shh, shh," Logan reassured soothingly, "you'll be fine soon, my love. Please relax. I'll make sure you get better, okay?" He placed a chaste kiss onto his forehead before quickening his pace.

Roman wasn't sure if it was the loss of blood or the way Logan seemed like a prince, but he felt the tension leave him. Either way, he was safe in his hero's arms.

• Likes being the little spoon when sleepy

He'd been lying on the couch, watching Sherlock for what could've been the thousandth time. Even after watching it so much and practically memorising the episodes, they still gave him goosebumps. From the effective use of cinematography to the development of the characters to the subtle foreshadowing, Sherlock truly was a masterpiece. Plus the opening song was highly addictive.

He didn't bother turning his eyes away from the screen when he heard someone enter to Commons, too invested in the what Eurus had to say.

"Darling."