Sanders Sides Oneshots

Stitches

Stitches
Logan x reader
Warnings; blood, concussion, pain.
Note- I know it is inaccurate. I never had a concussion and I wrote this at 10pm at night when I was sick. It's fan fiction. Get over it.
Rated: fluff (G)

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Logan was always scary. He has slight anger issues and can be very demanding and impatient. Who ever agreed for him to homeschool me; I called an idiot. I then got slapped by Virgil for calling Roman an idiot. I can't win here.

Logan and I are the same age, but I was taking some extra classes for college. The main reason Logan was scary to me was my major crush on him. It was also my first time homeschooling.

I am to meet Logan in his room at 9am. It is 8:30 right now. I woke up at 6am from nerves. I put on my classic black tee shirt, dark high waisted skinny jeans and my black combat boots. Virgil let me borrow (I stole it) his old black jacket. I straightened my hair and had light makeup on; chapstick, mascara, light contour, and light brown eyeliner. I cleaned my old black glasses (I wear contacts mainly) and I'm going to use them today.

Logan told me that I will need a multipurpose notebook, highlighters, pencils (mechanical), and black pens. I bought a black backpack, more spiral notebooks, and a sketchbook that I always use. I'm a little over prepared, I know. I just don't want to disappoint him or have him get angry at me.

I tried to sneak down stairs around 7, hoping to not let anyone see my glasses or me trying to hard and make fun of me. It is naturally impossible to be sneaky in the Sanders house hold. Logan was already down, so was Patton, Virgil will always catch me being sneaky, and so will Deceit. I hate everyone currently.

"Rosalind? What are you doing?" Virgil's sudden voice behind me made me stumble on the last step and crashed into Logan who was making his way to the couch. Luckily, I was the one that fell onto the floor and Logan just stumbled. My forehead caught the corner and I winced as I touched my forehead, my fingers coming back with blood.

"Rosalind!" I noticed four figures crouch around me. After a few blinks to get rid of the black dots, I realized it was Patton, Logan, Virgil and Deceit crouching around me. I squeaked ans moved closer to Virgil, who was currently the farthest away from Logan.

"Rose! Are you okay? What happened?" Patton was quick to help me roll over to face them.

"I had a knife and cut myself, the stairs was a distraction. What do you think happened?" I growled. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't. It felt as I was spinning.

"Don't move." Logan had a stern but somehow calm voice, making me worry that he was mad. He usually isn't quiet or calm like this. I continued to try to sit up and move closer to Virgil, ignoring Logan. My head was spinning and I couldn't quite see straight. "Rosalind! Your making it worse!" Logan tried to reach out to hold me down, but I moved quickly.

With one hand on the gash, and the other on the floor, I pushed myself up from the floor, using the railing to help me stand. I swayed a bit, causing Virgil to put his hands out, ready to catch me.

"I'm okay." I mumbled.

"Sure you are." Deceit hissed, walking up to me. He gently pulled my hand away from my head and looked at the cut. I whimpered and pulled my head away.

"I'll be fine. Just need a bandaid."

"You are in need of stitches." Logan stated. I would have rolled my eyes if it didn't hurt to do so. "You also might have a concussion."

"Is that why the light hurts my eyes?" I squinted at him. He frowned. "V', help me upstairs will you. I can just get a bandaid and it will be fine." He hesitantly looked from Logan to me. When I slapped at his shoulder, he sighed and grabbed my shoulders and pulled me into his embrace. I held a tight grip on his jacket as we slowly made it up the stairs.