Sander Sides One-Shots // Logicality and Prinxiety

We're Just Friends | Both

It started at a party, as many things do. A terrible party. Lots of people, alcohol. Oh, and they were in high school. And then spin the bottle/7 minutes in heaven. Well, technically that's not where it started.

"Spin, Logan!" Roman yelled, before sucking his boyfriend's neck, a red solo cup that you see in movies in his hand. Virgil giggled. And when Logan rolled his eyes and spun the bottle, it landed on his best friend Patton.

"Lo, we really, don't-"

"Let's go. If I did it with anyone, I'd want it to be you." Logan said, grabbing Patton's wrist and practically dragging Patton in the closet.

"They're totally gonna fuck, right?"

"I don't think that Logan's fort."

"Forte!" Logan yelled as a correction.

"Logan, we really don't need to do anything," Patton said. Logan rolled his eyes.

"No, we're going to cuddle," Logan said, smiling at Patton. Patton tackled-hugged Logan.

"Awe, Logie!" Patton yelled. Logan just blushed at the nickname. Logan removed his jacket and Patton's, laying Patton's on the ground and laying down, covering them with his own. Patton placed his glasses onto Logan's lap. He shut his eyes and nuzzled into Logan's chest. "How come we never do this anymore, Logie?" Logan pet Patton's hair.

"I'm really busy, Pat. But we're alone, at a party, I've missed you. You're still my best friend." Patton nuzzled again.

"You're my best friend too, Logan."

"Times up, idiots!" Roman yelled, opening the door. He saw the couple (of friends) lying on the floor, cuddled together in their jackets.

"Awe! I mean, they didn't do it right, but it's cute." Virgil said. Remus groaned.

"Really? You'd think friends like that would have to finally go at it after the years of sexual tension!" Remus shrieked.

"I'm surprised you know what the word tension means." Logan groaned, tapping Patton's back, waking him up.

"So why didn't you and Patton do anything?" Roman drunkenly asked Logan, who was driving Virgil and Roman home, accompanied by a sober Patton. As soon as Roman finished his question, he went back to making out with his enemy.

"If you do anything that causes either of you to get an erection, you're walking home," Logan yelled. Roman laughed.

"Bit too late for that," Roman said, moving to Virgil's neck.

"Gross," Logan said. "Anyway, we didn't do anything because Patton and I are only friends, nothing will change that. We do love each other but it is only platonically." Logan looked into the rearview mirror, seeing Roman removing Virgil's jacket. "Don't have intercourse in the back seat of my car!" He yelled. Roman groaned, but continued to kiss Virgil. "I don't understand how you guys can supposedly hate each other, but you continue to want to be together," Logan said.

"We're just drunk! I'm not gonna remember this tomorrow!" Roman said, slipping his hand up Virgil's shirt.

"Okay, Roman, we're at your house, get the hell out of my car," Logan yelled. Roman rolled his eyes, but opened the door and fell out of the car, literally.

They drove for a block before Virgil slurringly talked. "I miss Roman. Let's go back, he's really hot. I want to-"

"We're not going to talk about that. You're going to go home and cute little tired Patton here is going to my house and stay the night. I don't think he would make it to his room. And tomorrow, you'll hate his guts for taking your virginity and for how you already hate him. Come on, Virgil. You know how you really feel about Roman. You've never liked him. You hate when we hang out with him, you say that he shouldn't hang out with us just because he's Patton's friend." Virgil laughed.