Perfect Places (Logince)

Stares

It was a chilled autumn night in the beginning of November so it was normal for Logan to get cold out in the breeze. He closed his book and glanced at his watch again, 10:23. Dammit Roman! Hurry up!

Logan fixed his trench coat before retreating into the car and turning it on to wait in the warmth of the heater. He just wanted to get home to take a seat onto their couch, make some tea, prop his feet up, and get to his work with Roman's head laying on his lap, much like a dog. It annoyed him being out of their house for so long. He's always been an introvert, which is strange since he is now a teacher, but a school day is only seven to nine hours depending how long he stays after. That gives him at least seventeen more hours to do whatever he pleases, and waiting for Roman is not something he finds pleasure in.

So he tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, watched strangers with their families walk by under the streetlamp lights, and received a couple of strange looks since he was a twenty seven year old man sitting alone in a car at night in a large parking lot. But he didn't really care, he never acknowledged the stares before so why would he now? His whole life he was looked at as if he was a strange piece of art, dug up from the planet of Neptune or something just as far away. He was handsome, but not friendly at all so both men and women just sort of, leered at him from afar. He was intelligent, sometimes considered a genius, one who could easily get a better job than a high school teacher but just didn't have the money for it, and he had a reputation of being superior in the knowledge department so of course he got looks of both admiration and jealousy. And of course, he was gay, so automatically people stared. Stared at him, stared at Roman, stared at them with their judgmental, disgusted, and sometimes even pity-filled looks.

People think Roman is a good actor, well, Logan has made it this far in life looking stoic and uncaring even if sometimes that wasn't true. But that's just how the world is, and there's nothing Logan could do about it, so he always just shut the people with their eyes out of his life, well, as much as he could anyway.

The car door opened and shut and Logan glanced over at his dazzling Prince who was bright red and sweaty from all the lights, comments, and makeup.

"Took you long enough," he told him, just as he always did.

Roman grinned his charming, breath-taking, smile. "So, how was it?"

Logan started up the motor vehicle, looking back over his shoulder as he pulled out. "Nonsensical and ridiculous. Not exactly what I expected so not as predictable as the others and definitely not as long, so overall, it was tolerable. You were the best up there of course, and here are your flowers." He pushed a large bouquet of different colored roses.

Prince took them with gratitude and love. He knew Logan's words of criticism were positive. Being with him as a lover for almost three years taught him that even if Logan's words were sometimes harsh, he meant well and him saying a musical about a bunch fairy tales was 'tolerable' was probably the best of the best.

"So, what do these mean?" Roman asked, examining the array of colors.

"Green; renewal of life and energy because you always seem to bring life onto the stage and somehow manage to have that much energy to dance and sing," Logan began. "Salmon and orange are the same; energy, enthusiasm, and excitement. Pink is for grace, and red-"

"Is because you love me," the artist finished with some cheek. "Thank you, Lo." He leaned over to give him a kiss.

"Don't distract me when I'm driving." Logan waved him away. Roman only laughed.

"So you'll never guess what happened off stage!"

And so Prince began his usual routine of funny stories, extra gossip, and previews of behind the scenes as Logan drove with a soft smile on his face, attentive ears, and sarcastic remarks. They talked and bantered all the way home, just as they always did, with not a care in the world. They were perfect for each other, it didn't matter what anyone else said, as long as they were in love.