Summary: Roman has dreamt of Disney happy ever afters his whole life but never wanted it when he has the chance for romance. A talk with Logan helps him start to understand why.
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Roman is a romantic. He's always been so and it's something everyone knows. He wanted those fairytale moments of finding true love and staying together forever. Hell, he was likely to do grand gestures for any of his friends that bystanders often through were romantic.
The issue was that he couldn't imagine, nor want, an actual person in his fantasies with him. Roman had tried to imagine people who's style he adored, or who made him laugh if something in their actions seemed flirtatious, but he knew it was fake, forcing himself to believe in emotions that weren't there by magnifying something that was.
Trying to find and make intentionally romantic gestures was just as uncomfortable, leaving Roman wanting to flee, but the few times he'd hooked up at a bar everything had been fine, even great if the other made it clear from the start that no relationship was an option.
Then Logan came out as Asexual and Roman was floored by labels he hadn't heard about before being used.
“What is that?” He couldn't help asking, curious and fascinated, just by the fact there was a new label he could learn.
“It means I don't experience sexual attraction and in my instance do not desire that kind of touch at all. To be specific I'm a sex repulsed asexual.” Logan replied quite calmly.
Roman paused, thinking but not struggling with the definition as Logan's expression made it clear he expected him to. “Is there a label like that for romance?”
Logan nodded after a moment, confused by the question not being something he'd expected to hear. “Yes, aromantic. Why do you ask?”
“That just... That just sounds like how I feel.” Roman muttered, shrinking back a little under the sharp gaze and beyond aware that what he was saying was contradictory to everything he friends usually described him as.
“You mean in regards to romance? I thought you dreamt and chase after romance constantly. Seeking your Disney ending as you once told me.” Logan replied, not judgementally, but merely curious.
“Then retreat as fast as I can from situations like that.” Roman nodded. “It's uncomfortable and forced because I want a happily ever after but that makes my skin crawl.”
“As I feel when in situations where someone expects a sexual encounter with me. I can direct you to a few sites which were useful when I was looking up queer labels and terms if you want to look into aromanticism more.” Logan offered, smiling.
The discussion was dropped after Roman accepted the offer and noted a few websites down to look up later. It wasn't something either of them wanted to linger on at the moment, and it had been clear from the moment Logan cornered Roman alone that his coming out as Ace needed his attention at that time.
Part of Roman felt like saying that he didn't immediately come out as Aro to let Logan's coming out have the attention and acceptance it deserved, but really he just didn't start calling himself aromantic for a while after that conversation. He read and looked up the experiences of aromantics online and questioned where he felt comfortable to.
A lot of questions were just directed at himself and Roman wrote out essays on how he felt and what love or romance meant to him. He'd reread journal entries trying to remember specific actions that made him record dates or meetings as awkward or uncomfortable and wonder if being aro was why they felt like that.
It was still the same feeling though, of dreaming for romance but never truly desiring it which made Roman return to the aro label. He liked it more each time and slowly began accepting in the safety of his mine that he could be aro and still do grand gestures for his friends. They are the most important people to him after all.
It had been a couple of months since Logan first told Roman of the label and all their friends were gathered, playing a few board games and just catching up when an offhand comment by Patton brought conversation to which of them would marry someone they'd just met.
“Are you seriously saying you don't think our very own Disney Prince isn't going to run off with a stranger claiming they're his true love? He's a regular Anna.” Janus was saying, gesturing over to him while Virgil was shaking his head.
That sentence was enough to have Roman blurting out “I'm aro! I don't feel that attraction nor want marriage like that at all. Just let's all be happy ever after as friends!”
Virgil had frozen half way to speaking when Roman exclaimed and now paused, turning to him consideringly. Janus had moved backwards in their seat, blinking but smiling after a moment and nodding, accepting that their comment wasn't welcomed.
It was when Patton started to squeal quietly, leaning towards Roman despite him hunching away that the pause brought to their jokes was broken.
“Sweet, makes life easier for me. No need to worry your extravagant gestures are romantic any more.” Virgil nodded. “Back to the subject, look at Patton. He is definitely the one most likely to marry a stranger. Someone'll feed him a sob story, throw in something about needing a green card to get to safety and they'll be at the registry office before sunset.”
That got the attention off Roman's unplanned coming out happily without any questions being asked and Logan nudging his shoulder to check in was a support he couldn't be more grateful for.
Summary: Logan comes out to you as ace and is surprised to find out that you are as well.
Words: 400+
Warnings: swears, sex mention
Author’s Notes: I love the headcanon that Logan is ace so I thought this was a cool idea. Idk how many of my readers are also acespec so this might be too specific lol but hey I had fun writing it :)
It’s getting late, but you could stay like this for hours. You’re leaning on Logan’s chest with his arms wrapped around you as he reads. His voice is sweet and soothing, and despite the fact you only understand half of what’s coming out of his mouth, the words are still interesting and make you smile.
Logan closes the book as he finishes the last sentence, “Hey, darling, I should really get going,”
“Awww,” you refuse to move. “Could you please stay?”
“I- I really shouldn’t,”
“Come on, loosen up a little. You never stay with me past 10pm,”
“I…” he falls silent.
You sit up, looking him in the eyes, although he doesn’t meet your gaze, “I’m sorry. There’s really no pressure. I know getting eight hours of sleep is important to you,”
“No…I mean, yes, it is important to me, but that’s not it,”
“Then what’s wrong? Are you okay?”
“I…” he takes a deep breath. “I wanted to tell you before but I was afraid you’d be disappointed,”
“Logan, I highly doubt there’s anything you could ever do that would disappoint me,”
“Even if it’s something that most wouldn’t consider normal? That some would even consider less than human?”
“Holy shit Logan, you’re scaring me,” you squeeze his hand. “Please just tell me what’s wrong. I promise I will still love you,”
He sighs, “I’m asexual,”
“Oh! Logan tha-“
“I know there’s probably aspects of a relationship that you want but I cannot provide, and I would understand if that makes you reconsider being with me,”
“Logan, no-“
He gets up, “I am terribly sorry. I should go-“
“LOGAN!” you pull him back down. “I’m asexual too,”
“You- you are?” he sputters. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“For the same reasons you didn’t tell me, I thought you weren’t and I thought you’d be upset,”
“You thought I’d be upset?”
“Hey! Didn’t you just say you thought I’d be upset?”
“I suppose so,” he laughs, finally letting out all the nervous energy.
“So that’s why you never stay late? You thought I’d want to have sex with you?”
“It was a precaution, yes. I didn’t want to put myself in a position that would lead to me turning you down or hurting your feelings,”
“Well now you don’t have to worry,” you kiss his cheek. “And even if I wasn’t ace I’d still stay with you,”
“Really?”
“Really,” you snuggle up to him again. “If you still want to go home that’s totally okay, but you’re also welcome to stick around for as long as you’d like,”
He slings his arm around you and kisses your forehead, “I’d love to stay,”
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TW: a dangerous amount of Logince fluff, Remus being Remus, one (1) sexual joke.
Random side note: Because there isn’t enough lithromantic/aromantic Roman out there, take this and run with it!
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Logan sighed. Logan had feelings for Roman, and almost everyone but Roman knew, but he didn’t know if they would be reciprocated or not. With another heavy sigh he turned around to face Roman. They had all been playing truth or dare, and Remus had dared him to confess his feelings to his brother. He wasn’t happy with the dare, but he was not a chicken either, so confessing it was.
“Roman, I…” he fiddled with his tie. “I have romantic feelings for you,” he said at last. The beast had been slayed, but at what cost?
“Logan. I’m so sorry,” Roman began. Logan held back tears. He knew this was coming, he just didn’t want to hear it. “I’m lithromantic.”
Logan blinked. “You’re what?” He asked. Did he hear him right?
“I’m lithromantic,” he repeated. “It means I experience romantic attraction, but when I act upon those feelings, they die,” he said. “It’s stupid, I know, but it’s what I am,” he added when no one said anything. He sounded almost scared.
“So… Do you feel the same?” Logan asked. He was confused, yes, but he would support Roman all the way.
“Yes, I do. Well, I did. Now I just want to stay friends,” he said. He sounded close to tears. “I’m sorry. I know it’s wrong to feel that way and I’m broken but—“
“Roman, it’s not stupid and you’re not broken!” Logan exclaimed. “I support this all the way! I just want to know what this means for us,” he said.
“I don’t know…” Roman said shyly. “Most people who find out leave me for being broken. I’ve never got this far,” he confessed.
“Well, it’s not my sexuality. You tell me what you want,” Logan said.
Remus gasped, startling both Roman and Logan. They had forgotten the others were there. They turned to the twisted King twin, expecting him to say something.
“You guys can be friends with benefits!” He cheered.
Logan laughed nervously. “I’m ace, actually. You know, since we’re confessing things, might as well add my own secret,” he said.
Roman shrugged. “It doesn’t faze me in the slightest. You are who you are,” he said. “So, Remus, we aren’t going to be friends with benefits,” Roman said sternly.
Remus shook his head. “No no no! I mean like, a QPR! I just call it friends with benefits because that’s kinda what it is, just not sexually. You guys will be like… in a relationship but it’s not romantic, but it’s not just platonic! Ya know?” Remus said, smiling.
Roman smiled. “Yeah! That sounds nice!” He said. “What about you Logan?” He asked.
“That’s fine by me,” he said. “So are we… partners?” He asked.
