Sanders Sides One Shots

Smile - Platonic Analogical + Pining Logicality

Logan is flustered and Virgil finds it amusing. He also confesses Logan to admit his feelings for his crush.

Warnings: possibly minor embarrassment

Based off the incorrect quote by @more-incorect-quotes on tumblr:

Logan: *has been laying on the ground for 15 minutes*

Virgil: What's up with you Logan?

Logan: I'm a little overwhelmed.

Virgil: why?

Logan: Patton smiled at me.

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"Logan?" Virgil's voice rings throughout the apartment. The door slams shut behind him and he moves to kick his shoes off before he spots said best friend lying face down on the floor of their living room beside the coffee table. Logan hasn't even taken his shoes off, glasses set on the coffee table as to not break them.

He still seems to be breathing though which is good news.

"Logan, buddy," Virgil says, slowly and cautiously comes to sit down next to him on the floor, crossing his legs, "what's up with you, Logan?"

There's a beat of silence before Logan turns his head to look in Virgil's general direction but then closes his eyes.

"I'm a little overwhelmed," Logan mutters. And Virgil looks at him, properly looks at him - at his messed up hair, light flush on his cheeks, at the way he's squeezing his eyes shut.

"Why?" Virgil asks, resting one of his elbows on his thigh and popping his chin in his palm to really look at his friend.

"Patton smiled at me," Logan admits, face growing pinker at the confession that his crush - yes, crush, Virgil will continue to call it that no matter how many times Logan says it sounds childish - had simply smiled at him. And Logan hides his face back into the rug as Virgil laughs, full on loud and exhilarated laughter until he's falling onto his side and giggling every so often.

Logan can't help letting out little, breathless laughs as his friend kills himself laughing. He supposes it's kind of funny; he's known to be the stoic, serious friend and right now, laughing as his friend giggles at his own embarrassment, he's anything but stoic and serious.

"Stop laughing at me! I'm flustered!" Logan shouts between laughs, pulling himself to his knees and grabbing his glasses, carefully putting them back on his face and he watches Virgil, face equally as red as his, collapsed on the floor staring back at him.

"Sorry, sorry," Virgil breathes out, hands flailing to try and calm himself down and not fall into another fit of laughter at the embarrassed and, quite honestly, hilarious expression on Logan's face.

"So," he says, drawing out the word as he sits himself up and leans back against the couch, wiggling to pretend to get comfortable, "what did Patton do to get you so... flustered?"

And Logan makes a face, half like he wants to punch Virgil and half like he wants to hide under the covers in bed for a good few hours. He sits back on his knees, trying to decide on the right words to tell his best friend.

"Okay, well," Logan starts, and Virgil leans closer, mostly in mock interest but despite that he does actually care about his friends' love lives.

"I went into the cafe after work and he was there serving, I didn't think he worked Fridays so I was, you know, shocked to see him and I couldn't talk when he asked me what I wanted. But then he just said 'I'll get you the usual, right?' like, he knows my usual, Virgil!"

Virgil rolls his eyes, Patton's had Logan's usual drink memorized for months now after asking his friend and colleague, Roman, to let him serve the stoic, handsome man.

"I just said 'sure' but then he stopped and asked if I'd like to try a new flavour of cupcake he was trying out and I agreed like a dumbass! But he just told me 'it's on the house' and I just broke, Virgil, I choked. I fumbled with my card and he giggled! He giggled Virgil! God, he's just so pretty."

Logan pauses to put his head in his hands for a moment and breathe.

"And, and then I paid and it was fine, I waited and he brought my drink to my table as well as a cupcake - god, it was delicious, Virge - and he sat with me and watched me eat it, I probably told him all sorts of stupid compliments on his cooking but I was- I was distracted! He was just sitting there in front of me all pretty and smiling at me!"

And Virgil can't help laugh a little, less than last time but he can't help it, Logan is so stupidly love struck it's hilarious. It's only hilarious because he knows Patton is also stupidly in love with Logan too.

"You need to tell him, L," he says simply.

"But I- he- I- I couldn't, Virge," Logan babbles back, clearly looking for a logical reason why he shouldn't tell his long term friend and, uh, crush that he likes him.

"I know it's scary and he might not like you back the same but this has gone on so long and you're so smitten, L, he needs to know at least so you can get over it or get together with him," Virgil explains.

Logan sighs, dramatically falling back to the floor but on his back this time, and Virgil thinks he's about to go on about how he hates feelings and doesn't have time for a relationship.

"Fine," Logan says simply, "I'll talk to him next time I see him."

And Virgil can't help jumping up, mind reeling with ideas, "no, no, we're going to see him tomorrow, you're wearing something smart and nice but casual, you're going to confess to him and ask him on a date."

Now, Logan only regrets agree to it a little.