If it’s not a bother... would you mind writing a bit more about Demi logan? Or any side?
I can whip up some HC’s!
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Analogical:
Virgil is practically relieved. His own nerves too high when he even considered anything more than friendly actions such as hugs or long conversations.
He wasn’t per-say ace, but Logan helped him feel content that anything more sexual was not a needed part of their relation as neither of them desired it.
Logan was also comforted to find someone who shared his views. That he was not alone in feeling this way.
They both comforted one another.. often sharing their views on feeling, broken or scared.
Logan’s cure for Virgil was warm beverages. Snuggles and all the supportive sweet nothings he could offer.
Meanwhile Virgil would bring up flags, knowing it was a rather funny topic Logan enjoyed, seeing as he related so much to Dr copper from Big bang theory. He could always tug a smile on his face after showing him the history of Demi’s and Aces. Pulling out whiteboards and drawing silly little historic images, his calm tone soothing as Logan listened intently.
Virgil whole-hearty embraced him. They both had limits and they both greatly respected and cherished them.
it was a beautiful moment, when Logan was reading, Anxiety curled on him, Logan had felt warm and content. Virgil’s face was so close and without so much as the shifting of his book from under his nose, He placed a kiss on Virgil’s forehead, softly. Virgil looked up, wide eyed, cheeks flooding with pink. But he wasn’t upset. His shaking palm reached round to cup Logan’s.
Extremely slowly he dragged Logan’s face back to him, Wiggling upwards to meet at a better angle. Their lips met, but barely. brushing like feathers against one another. So faint, but full of…meaning.
Logicality:
Patton started off.. confused. He wanted nothing more then to cuddle and smother Logan in all his love at once. To engulf him like a wave of warm kisses and affection.
As time went on and his crush grew, he realised.. something was off about that Technique.
Logan would get, more uncomfortable, shifting awkwardly as Patton’s lips touched his cheek. He would be blushing, but fidgeting slightly. Hands wringing in his lap.
Patton finally getting the message one evening after being so distraught that he was upsetting his new partner, questioned him. Tears welling in his eyes.
“Am I do something wrong? Upsetting you?.. I- i just want to show you I care.. but It seems to.. make you get all .. awkward around me.. and I hate it, I dont want you uncomfortable.. tel me Lo.. w-what am I doing wrong? Am I being too much?”
Logan rubbed between his eyes. Nerves filling his quick paced heart.
“Look.. Pat.. I-.. I was worried to tell you. But, I’m whats known as Demisexual. “
Patton stayed quiet but confused, he knew to stay silent, that was how their dynamic worked. He loved to listen to Logan’s explanations.
Logan paused. “Do you.. know what that is pat?”
Patton shook his head, frowning and nibbling his lip. Logans hand touched his shoulder lightly.
“Well you see, it means that I struggle with attraction. it takes me awhile.. to feel close to someone.. to form a bond or connection.”
Patton’s hand was drifting to his mouth, wanting to bite his nails at his distraught state. “S-so.. you don’t love me?”
Logan raised an eyebrow, stunned. “N-no pat.. I-I definitely have very,very strong emotions towards you, positive and happy ones. I assure you I’m not leaving.”
Patton nodded, wiping his face. “Sorry, Im silly huh..”
They both fell into comfortable science before Pattons hand snaked over and grabbed Logan’s.
“What can I do to make this work then? How can I help”
And that night, after long explanations, and a few boundaries set. Is how Patton ended up, head on Logan’s shoulder blanket surrounding them. Legs intertwined as they watched Star Trek together, eating popcorn and drinking hot coco, in the dim light of the TV screen.
Logince:
Prince was the overly romantic type and although at first, it bothered him, Logan was swiftly withered down to a blushing mess.
Roman just seemed to notice, getting items he needed, being sweet in his gestures, but remaining.. distant. Allowing a bond to grow, to bloom.
In fact, Logan barely noticed it at first. Smiling as he thought of the royal.
His hand was spinning the new pen he was gifted, A pair of men, watching the glitter that swirled in the fountain pen.
Roman wandered in, noticing his far-off state, and snuck up, a single, blue rose in his hand.
“I thought I may find you here. I have brought another.. offering.” He said, nerves wavering.
“And.. I thought.” He began as Logan looked up, cheeks warm as he took the rose, inhaling deeply.
Logan watched him patiently to find the words.
“Well, I thought, perhaps, you’d like to be my.. Boyfriend?.. or perhaps mate.. whichever name suits..” Romans hand was rubbing on his neck as he struggled, his heart practically falling from his mouth.
“I know it takes.. time to form connections and you may have none with me.. but I send you these things, and your smile just brightened my day. Hearing you ramble about the stars.. or anything puts me at ease. Your knowledge in areas unknown to me.. is so impressive.”
Roman bites his lip unsure. “I know I’m going on..” He bends down to rest on his knees before logan. His shaking hands gently grabbing Logan’s.
“But I love you Logan.. and.. I wish to know If you would ever feel the same. mind you.. in your own time and speed.” He smiles, looking down, insecure.
Logan’s hands tightly held the Royals. His face red and his chest fluttering.
“You have done nothing but kept your distance.. letting everything happen slow. I.. I would like nothing more the to date you Roman, to hold you.. and to even kiss if I may.”
Roman stuttered out a ‘Oh’ . Logan’s hands slid into his hair. Curling into the soft locks.
Roman caught the cue, lifting from his knees as he met Logan in the middle.
It was a tad rough from roman. Nipping at Logan’s lip tenderly. Logan let out a small gasp, but followed the effort, Pulling roman closer. ;;
Roman just seemed.. to know…to understand, And it filled Logan with such a feeling of freedom and acceptance.
They slowly slide from the kiss, Romans strong arms tightly winding around his middle, head resting on his stomach. Logan’s hands ruffled his hair as they sat in silence. Ready to begin something they had really, already begun.