(A/N:) Here's a human AU that for some reason took days to write. Though it's a bit cheesy I'm pretty proud of the end result. Hope you enjoy.
Third Person P.O.V:
Virgil pressed his key into the lock, unlocking the door and stepping inside.
"I'm home, Lo," he announced toeing off his shoes and leaving them by the front door, dropping his work bag next to them. He sighed, content to finally be home, the stress of the day dissolving away as relief of the relaxation of being home washed over him. He turned his head to glance at Logan who was sitting in his chair in the living room, a book held tightly in his hands and his face wrinkled into a look of concentration. Virgil shrugged, walking up to Logan and placing his hands on his shoulder, a shudder running down Logan's spine as he omitted a quiet sound of surprise.
"Salutations, Virgil. My apologies, I didn't hear you come in," Logan said, adjusting his glasses that had been knocked out of place when Virgil had startled him as well as shutting his book and setting it down on the coffee table. Virgil chuckled lightly pressing a quick kiss to Logan's cheek, causing the logical man to flush slightly.
"Yeah, I noticed. You didn't even hear me open the door or announce I'd come home," he said, "You're usually much more observant than that, pocket-protector. Must be a pretty stellar book, huh?" Logan didn't respond for a moment, a far-off, distant look in his eyes before he nodded, almost unsurely.
"Ah ... yes. Yes, it is," he said, his tone unconvincing.
By this point, Virgil was already on high alert. Something was wrong, he could tell. Logan didn't ever seem so unengaged or distant when he spoke to him, not unless he was upset in some way. Virgil had encouraged Logan to talk about his feelings more, which was a stretch coming from him, someone who had such a hard time navigating his own emotions. Regardless, with the help of his friends as well as having come to terms with his attraction to Logan and the two dating, Virgil had begun to understand them better and how important it was to communicate about it. Was it a pain in the ass? Of course, it was, but it was also incredibly helpful, and he had been trying to adjust to make it happen.
Lately, he'd gotten good at understanding when something was amiss with Logan, he displayed clear signs and it had gotten fairly easy to detect. His normal cool-confident tone would be shaken and his engagement in conversation or paying attention to much of anything would be lackluster, to say the least. The difficult part, though, was actually coaxing it out of him. Logan seemed to forget that he didn't need to keep things bottled up, simply because he found it "illogical to talk about." Regardless, it was important to address, more important than they'd both previously assumed and became somewhat of a challenge. Virgil by no means felt like the relationship had become bland or that they had drifted apart as a couple; quite the opposite actually.
He'd grown so fond of Logan over the time they'd been together, fallen so deeply in love it felt as though he'd fit right in some cheesy, terribly written rom-com. In all honesty, Virgil hadn't ever expected to become so well ... domestic. The fact that anyone could tolerate him enough to actually share a dwelling was baffling, to say the least, and in his formative high school years, he didn't have many boyfriends. Was that because it was pretty slim pickings what with a lot of boys still figuring themselves out sexuality-wise? Sure, but also it at that time had felt that even if he did find a guy who was interested in him, Virgil didn't find himself worthy.
High school was a rough time for him, mental-health-wise. His parents were going through a separation at the time, and an ugly one at that, meaning his home life wasn't exactly picture perfect. His self-worth had reached an all-time low, dangerously so, and juggling anxiety and depression on top of that was about as challenging as he could describe, to say the very least. Virgil wasn't sure if he would have been able to have sifted through the chaos without his friends.
