A nerd and a rat

Popcorn and bleach

Warnings- bleach, popcorn, mention dogs eating ones guts

Remus POV-
I wake up to Logan trying to get out of bed himself, and failing. He slept here last and I slept on the floor, much to his protest, but I said I liked the dirt and crap all over my floor, then he rolled his eyes and agreed.
" wow, what are you doing, lay back down, you can't walk,"
"Yes I can, or I have too I guess, I have work remus,"
"Work can wait, you need rest"
"The others-" I cut him off quickly
"The others what? Are the forcing you to work? What are the others doing?"
"No, no, just-.... sometimes they give me some if theirs because they have too much..."
"What! No- how much work do you have on a daily basis?"
"Um...... about... 10-13 hours? At least..."
"WHAT! NO, your taking a break,"
"No-"
"Yes! For as long as it takes your leg to heal, then I'm talking to them and making them take back their work, it's not your job to do their work, ok?" I say softly, as not to upset him at all,
"Ok.."
"Good! Let's watch a movie! I'll get snacks!" I scream and run to the kitchen to get some,

Logan's POV-
I'm glade i didn't tell him it's actually 15-20 hours... he'd go insane, I have no idea why he cares so much. I'm not important enough to care about like this, no one ever has, why now? Anyway, I'll just take it, it's not making me unhappy, I actually quite like someone taking care of me for a change.... like the time all the sides got sick one by one and I helped them all with medication and sleep schedule, but when I got sick, they all left me alone, because "I can care for myself", I don't need help with anything according to them, it took me weeks of burning food to get Patton to make me toast. I could never ask for help at this point. To them it would sound crazy. So I never even dared to ask. I push these thoughts aside as I hear Remus coming back with the Snacks.

Remus POV-
Well cover me in geese guts and Let a pack of dogs eat me! I'm intrusive thoughts! I hear everyone's intrusive thoughts, even Logan's! Now I'm mad. But I'll try my hardest to make sure Logan is ok! Anyway, I run upstairs with the snacks,
"Remus, what is this?" I gestures to the wonderfully made popcorn I have in my hand,
"Popcorn socked in bleach!" I scream at the top of my lungs
"Oh, well, aright,"
"I got you some "normal food" too!" I YEET a bag of gummy bares at his head.
"Thank you remus" he opens them and I sit on the other side of the bed. I put on mean girls. Obviously. About 30 minutes in I hear someone yelling
"LOGAN!"

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