One's Love

The Start Of Manipulation

Emile hummed softly as he changed into his pyjama shorts and a random t-shirt. He still couldn't believe how easy it was to get Logan to sleep over. He did barely anything! 

"Emil- Emi?" Logan asked through the door, correcting himself. 

"Yeah, Lo?" the shorter boy asked, opening the door so he could see Logan's face. Emile couldn't help but smile and blush lightly. 

"May I borrow some pyjamas?" The nerd asked, fiddling with his tie. Nodding, Emile started planning what he could do to make Logan look even more adorable. He smiled and grabbed a pair of white shorts and a pink hoodie. Logan thanked him and walked into the bathroom to change with a small sigh. Emile squealed quietly and skipped downstairs, jumping up and down. A small chuckle came from behind him. 

"Someone is excited-" It teased,which made the boy pout. 

"Of course I am," He explained, "Logan is sleeping over! And my pink hoodie is going to smell like him cause he's wearing it!" Emile smiled brightly, giggling when the ghost squealed loudly. 

"Oh, we have to tell your papa! I can't believe my little boy is having his first sleepover, and with a boy too! I'm going to tell him right now!" It exclaimed. Emile chuckled and laid on the couch on his stomach, kicking his legs. Logan blinked when he saw Emile. He had finished changing and had walked downstairs to see Emile flopping around on the couch like a fish out of water. 

"Lo!" The boy yelled excitedly when he saw the other, jumping up and hugging him. At first, Logan awkwardly hugged back, but he soon discovered that he actually enjoyed it. 

"You're so warm.." Emile mumbled, smiling brightly and he clung to the taller boy, who blinked. 

"Thank you..?" He replied in an uneasy tone. Emile was being far too touchy feely in his opinion, so he stopped hugging back and tried moving away. 

"What's wrong? Are we not friends?" Emile asked sadly, looking up at Logan, who bit his lip. 

"We are, I am simply not comfortable with this much embracing." He said, looking away when Emile's eyes filled with tears. 

"So you don't like me anymore? But I thought we were friends.." Emile whispered, wiping his eyes. Logan's eyes widened as he said,

"No,we are friends. My apologies, I am not used to friendship. You may embrace me if you wish." Emile shook his head. 

"No, you don't care about me. You don't want to be friends, do you?" He replied, using all of his self control to not coo at Logan's panicked face. The nerd, as he had said, wasn't used to friendship. He didn't want to lose the friend he had just made, so he shook his head. 

"We are friends! I do care about you! I'm sorry, Emile!" Logan exclaimed, hugging Emile, who smirked, knowing Logan couldn't see his face. His plan was going perfectly! Soon, Logan wouldn't just be his friend. He'd be his boyfriend.