Lookism X Reader

Logan Lee x Male Reader pt.2

Due to popular demand, and an idea of what to do.

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(Name) sat alone feeling awkward in a run down, yet busy restaurant. The place was filled with people running in and out. With everyone seeming to have something to do, (Name) felt uncomfortable just sitting around looking lost.

(Name) was there to meet Logan, but he hadn't shown up and was fifteen minutes late. It made him worry. He wasn't worried about being ditched or having been played by the other boy. No, he was worried something bad happened to the large boy he was supposed to be meeting. He knew Logan didn't take risks with his feelings or reputation, so he'd never ask to date as a joke, and the guy had a lot of enemies. Many of his enemies were stronger than him too. They either had more manpower or knew someone who did. Logan led the dangerous life of a thug.

When his wristwatch's hands moved to show Logan was half an hour late, (Name) stood up. He walked out of the noisy restaurant and looked at the road. There was no traffic, so that wasn't keeping the other boy. He moved so he could see far down the sidewalks all around him, and he saw no familiar faces nor heard any familiar voice telling people to get out of the way. (Name) let his eyebrows furrow together. He pulled out his white and (color) phone, and started to dial Logan's number. He let the phone ring, but nobody picked up on the other end so he left a voice-message.

Receiving no response made the anxiety (Name) felt heighten. He left the restaurant like he had told Logan in the voice message he left him. The (hair type; brunet, etc.) walked down the sidewalk as fast as he could. He needed to make it to a friend's house. (Name) thought he would be best to ask about a situation like this, as in a known delinquent being "missing" for thirty minutes. No one else would take it anywhere near serious, and he doubted his friends would either, but his friend would shut up and do what he asked of him.

Perhaps when (Name) thought of the word friend he should have thought of a more accurate descriptor of the purple haired boy he was talking about. It had taken him only ten minutes to arrive at the other's house. It was nice, yet inconspicuous. (Name) had almost missed the place altogether, but kept his mind on track and found it on the first try. When he knocked on the door he had to repeat so many times until the owner finally opened up the door. Once it was open (Name) barged in and nearly knocked the boy down.

     The boy who opened the door looked annoyed at (Name) who took up passing the room to try to calm himself.  "Kouji, I need you to find a guy named Logan Lee for me".

     Kouji looked puzzled.  "I don't know you, what are you even doing here?"

     (Name)'s (eye color) eyes hardened into a glare.  "I don't care if you forgot me.  Find the boy and it'll be worth your while kid.  We good?"

Kouji looked unearned, but agreed at the sound of money. It didn't take long for him to track Logan's phone. He looked like he was moving towards the south.  It put a cold feeling in (Name).  It was the Workers area.  Workers are beyond Logan's level and if he caused trouble it wouldn't go well for him.

     "Stay on the phone with me.  I'm running to catch up with him, so if he starts to move tell me.  See ya later with money, kid". Without waiting for a reply (Name) took off to catch up with Logan.

     As (Name) ran he got frequent calls from Kouji.  It turns out Logan was going south, and traveling fast at that.  (Name) tried to pick up more speed, but he had already been running as fast as he could.  It had taken him a solid fifteen minutes to get to where Logan had been at the start of his chase.  It wasn't for another ten minutes that (Name) actually saw Logan for himself.

     The taller, overweight, boy stood out in the group of people.  Unfortunately (Name), upon re-evaluating the situation, noticed the group was a gang.  It was the exact gang the (hair type) had been afraid of running into too.  Workers.

     (Name) felt a cold sweat run down the back of his (skin color) neck.  He had stopped running towards Logan all together. He wanted to leave and head the other direction while he still could, but his conscience would never let him do that.  He could never leave the his friend, and potential boyfriend, alone while in a dangerous situation, so he straightened his back.  He sucked in a breath and matched over to the group.

     Walking up to the gang garnered (Name) a lot of attention.  He didn't even need to tell Logan he was there because one of the others had pointed out his existence.  (Name) had felt his knees wanting to give way when that happened, but to his surprise he stayed standing.  Sure he hadn't been afraid of fighting for a while, but Workers gang was on a different level than any of the other gangs not to mention the general bully population that existed.  The (hair type) wanted to grab Logan and get out.

     With all the relief (Name) felt at finding Logan the other didn't seem to see it the same way.  Logan turned a sickly white seeing (Name) there.  It seemed as though he expected to handle everything alone, and as if he had forgotten the date he had planned. And beyond his shock he looked angry or even furious. His face had gone from a pale white to flushing red, and his eyes looked like they had been overcome by a white passionate light.

Logan's furious gaze morphed more as he began to physically fight the Workers members around him. He threw his fist at the one closest to him first and knocked the guy out. He continued to one-shot the rest of them only having trouble once, and that turned out to be an unfortunate thing for the other guy as he ended up taking the blunt end of Logan's rage. The sight scared (Name). It was barbaric in the politest term.

Only after Logan was done, and showed signs of bing calmer did (Name) make an effort to speak with him. He started off meekly. "Ah... Logan are you alright?" his voice held hesitance. The previous display reminded him of just how far the two's strengths really were despite his constant training. Logan had only nodded in reply. (Name) found himself wanting to explain why he was there, as well as having many questions he wanted to ask, but Logan started talking before he could.

     "(Name) you shouldn't have been here.  It's a dangerous area".

     "That's exactly the reason why I'm here, and should be the one saying that to you!"

    Logan sighed but continued.  "I just owe some money and came to tell them I need more time to get it to them.  They didn't like the idea of waiting, and when you showed up they said they'd make you of use.  I was- I wanted to make sure they kept their hands off of you, so I lost control a little.  I wouldn't hurt you".

     (Name) didn't know how to feel.  He was afraid of Logan's strength, yet warmed by his compassion.  In the end he let compassion take the lead and hugged the larger boy.  He then dared to peck his cheek.  "We did miss our date you know, but I suppose that can be made up for another time".