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I didn't have time to write any new Intrulogical fic for Valentine's, but, if you guys feel like reading some fluff in which Logan gets lots of love and validation from Remus, I got you.
So, @a-gay-angel, guess what? I definitely didn't get inspired by an ask you got, and your response to it. /l
Have some fluffy shy gays, on the house.
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It was late afternoon, and the sides were spending it well with some much-needed relaxation time. Janus and Roman were in the kitchen baking, well, trying anyways. Virgil was taking a nap in his room, and Patton was in the imagination, reading books from the fairytales section of the library there. And Logan? Logan was currently dying of gay.
Remus had walked into the room a full 20 minutes and 9 seconds ago, and had immediately plopped himself sideways onto the couch next to Logan, with a quick breath of, “Ramble to me, nerd?”
And so, like any hopeless gay with too many facts floating through his head and not enough people to tell them to, he had.
At first he’d been going off about his most recent philosophical book he had been reading. Logan noting all of the interesting new things he had learned from it, as well as how they complimented or contradicted others that he had read.
However, that had slowly drifted over to facts that he had learned due to his desire to know Remus better. Oceanic facts about the environment turned into how it affects the creatures that lived in it, turned into deep sea creatures and their alien appearances, turned into what ate said deep sea creatures, until finally the topic had reached Remus’ favorite animals: cephalopods.
“It is quite interesting, actually. I have noticed that though many of our fans have mistaken the cephalopodic arms that frame the thumbnail of your introductory video for those of a squid, they actually bear far more resemblance to those of an octopus.” Logan rambled.
“Wait what?” Remus cut him off. “How’d you figure that out? All you see are the tentacles!”
Logan grinned excitedly at him. “See, that is just it, though! The arms are all you need to determine this! The arms shown in the video have suckers all the way down. Whilst squid tentacles do not have suckers all the way along the arms, octopi do!”
Remus stared at him with stars in his eyes, causing Logan to realize that oh my stars I just rambled about my crush's favorite animal to my crush oh no I'm gay I’m dead I’m dying of gay oh no-
Logan was brought out of his gay panic by Remus’ enthusiastic reply. “Wow, Lo! It’s really cool how you figured all of that out just from the tentacles!” He sat up in a burst of movement, legs moving to cross over each other as his arms stretched up above his head. “Thanks so much! It’s always awesome to listen to you ramble! And I got to learn so much more about all my favorite stuff!” He leapt up, pulling Logan into a quick hug before skipping out of the room, his cheeks suspiciously red.
“Ah, you’re welcome. It is always a pleasure to talk with you, as well.” He replied belatedly, dazed.
In fact, he was so dazed that he wouldn’t even notice the paper Remus had slipped into his breast pocket until he went to change into his pyjamas for the night, the paper floating down to the floor as he removed his shirt. He would be very grateful that sound didn’t carry outside of his room when he squealed in delight at the sentence written on the paper in a surprisingly neat font.
‘Dinner for two, in the Imagination with you? Tomorrow at 7, bring a nerd(you) fit for heaven! ;{D’
An intrulogical fic where Logan overhears Roman and Deceit trying to figure out how to get Thomas to see how great Remus can be, and he sneaks into Remus' room to grab one of his stories. He fixes the mistakes and just subtly places it in Thomas' room. It may take awhile but he reads it; it's rather morbid and strange so he thinks it's Joan's, but he likes it despite Patton's dislike on it.... Then Logan spills the beans. Metaphorically. 💚💙 Idk I feel like I could describe this better...
I really, really hope you enjoy reading this just as much fun as I had writing it-
Warnings: Morally-gray/somewhat unsympathetic Patton (your interpretation really, implied he just doesn’t like anything Remus does); Descriptions of violence, torture; mentions of blood, death, and human experiments (but none of these are concerning any of the sides or Thomas); please lmk if I need to add anything else!
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Logan paced his room, mind racing as he processed everything he had overheard. He hadn't even meant to overhear, he just did because Roman is loud as hell when he gets passionate about a subject.
To finally get Thomas to see Remus's true worth... It'd take a lot more than just getting Remus to disguise himself, or take one of his ideas and pass it off as Roman's. Patton would surely find some way to discourage both of those, and it'd be difficult to convince Thomas at all to listen to Remus after it. Maybe Deceit could momentarily silence Patton, so he wouldn't be able to interject?
Logan shook his head. That wouldn't work either. Thomas still wouldn't be convinced, he'd just be reminded of Remus's introduction and no matter how great Remus's idea, he still would probably reject it. And that alone wouldn't get Thomas to appreciate Remus at all, even if it did work.
"Hey Moonstone!" Logan jumped as Remus opened his door, grinning wide at his boyfriend. Logan returned the smile with a soft one of his own, opening his arms. Remus immediately clung to Logan, holding onto him tightly.
Logan ran his fingers through Remus's hair. "Something I can help you with?" He asked. Normally Remus only barged into Logan's room if he was feeling down. Remus shook his head, pressing a kiss to Logan's jaw.
"Just kind of want to cuddle, if you're free?" Remus hummed, pulling away slightly to look at Logan. Logan smiled just a bit more, leaning forward and closing the small gap between them. Remus melted into Logan, his own arms moving up and around Logan's neck.
They didn't pull apart as Logan guided them to the bed, and they only broke apart when they had to get comfortable. Remus laughed lightly, snuggling close to Logan and resting his head on Logan's chest. Remus loved hearing and feeling Logan's heart beat, it reminded him that this was real.
"Hey Cephy?"
"Hm?"
"I love you."
Remus laughed again, pressing closer to Logan. "I love you too," he said as his eyes closed. Remus was asleep soon after that.
Logan waited until Remus had fallen into a deep sleep to move. It took about an hour, which he didn't mind. He loved just holding Remus, running his fingers through his hair or tracing circles on Remus's back. Remus always looked so peaceful when sleeping, and Logan was happy Remus trusted him enough to be so vulnerable.
Pressing a gentle kiss to the top of Remus's head, Logan wormed his way out of Remus's arms. Remus curled into the pillows instead, still looking content and Logan relaxed, knowing he hadn't disturbed the side. After pulling a blanket over Remus, Logan finally left his room.
He wandered down the hall to Remus's, and he opened the door. He could hear Patton downstairs singing as he made dinner, and guessed the others were either asleep in their own rooms or just doing their own activities. Once Remus's door closed, all the sound seemed to vanish.
Remus's room was a wreck, but an organized wreck. Remus had a system, despite Roman complaining that it was just an excuse to leave his room messy. Logan believed Remus, though, because if you knew where to look for things then you could easily find it.
He made his way to Remus's desk, careful to avoid stepping on any papers or crafts Remus had made. If it was on the floor, it was an idea Remus would return to soon.
Once at the desk, Logan began to look for a certain story Remus had read to him a few months ago. As Remus had slept, an idea had popped into Logan's mind, although it was one of those long-term ideas. It could work, despite how much gore was in the story and the emotional trauma the characters are put through... Logan thought Thomas might actually enjoy reading it.
Getting the story and making it look like a published book were the easy parts, though. The hardest part would be making it appear in the real world, and make sure Thomas could actually see all the pages. It takes a lot of energy to do something such as keep a book materialized for who knows how long. But Logan was willing to do it. Of course, he'd be sure to approach Deceit and Roman later to be sure they didn't do anything stupid as Logan prepared.
Logan smiled triumphantly once he found the story, and he went back to his room. Logan didn't need to edit the story too much, just the occasional spelling error that slipped past the first few edits. He reread it as Remus slept under his covers. It was one of Remus's favorite stories, one he was really proud of, and to Logan's luck had made a few copies. This meant Remus possibly wouldn't notice the missing manuscript, and even if he did, Logan could explain. He just didn't want to get Remus's hopes up so early on, and also didn't want him accidentally telling Thomas before he actually read the story.
He spent most of Remus's nap creating the actual book to put on Thomas's shelf, texting Roman for help with the cover after briefly explaining his idea (he also didn't want Roman to accidentally reveal everything too early- the only secrets Roman was really good at keeping were his secret insecurities). Roman was ecstatic to help and apparently set to work right after Logan briefly explained the plot of the story.
Logan placed the almost-finished book in one of his own desk drawers, and climbed into bed again with Remus. Remus shifted, making a sound that Logan assumed was out of content, and clung to Logan once again. Logan wrapped his arms around Remus, pulling him closer before letting his own eyes drift shut. Soon, Logan had also slipped into a deep slumber, only being woken up three hours later for dinner.
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The book cover Roman had shown him was gorgeous, in Logan's mind. And he was surprised Roman had done it so willingly in the first place, since it was so far from Roman's comfort zone. A hospital with blood dripping from the windows, the main character looking as innocent as Remus portrayed him to be. And as a much smaller detail, corpses lining the base of the hospital in awkward positions, as though they had jumped from the stories above.
Logan combined the cover and the book about a few days later, and rose up in Thomas's apartment. Thomas was in his room, getting ready for the day, which meant Logan could go unnoticed since Thomas was still finding the energy to leave the warmth of his bed.
He appeared in the living room and walked over to the small bookshelf Thomas had. With any luck, Logan could persuade Thomas sometime soon to pick up reading in his spare time.
Logan slipped the book onto the shelf, making sure it didn't look too out of place. He could feel the energy it took out of him to keep it there, keep it just really existing in this world. He just hoped it would stay that way, so when Thomas read it, he could actually see the damn story.
He sunk out without being caught, rising up in his room but quickly going to the commons when he heard Patton call for breakfast.
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It took Thomas almost an entire month to finally notice the book, pulling it off his shelf as he was cleaning. He didn't recognize the title, not the author. Ignoring the heavy amount of blood on the cover, Thomas turned the book in his hands, reading over the synopsis. He tilted his head. It seemed... Interesting.
Maybe Joan had accidentally put it there, and had just forgotten they'd left his book. That happened on numerous occasions before. Normally Thomas would just leave the book alone and give it back to Joan once they visited again, but something about this one caught his interest.
He settled down on the couch, knowing Patton would probably be very uncomfortable with this book. But that didn't phase Thomas as much as he thought it would. And so, he opened the book to the first chapter, getting more comfortable.
It didn't take long for Thomas to get invested in the story. It was being told from the point of view of a child, Thomas assumed the boy on the cover, and where the child grew up. The hospital, located in an abandoned town. His parents did experiments on the town's residents, all of whom had been checked into the hospital years ago. No one was allowed to leave, and anyone who died in the experiments were just dropped out the windows.
The child wasn't as innocent as he looked, though. Not how he sounded, and Thomas soon realized that when he 'played' with the 'patients' to supposedly cheer them up, the child was only torturing them more. Dress up was wrapping chains around necks and crushing windpipes, playing pirates meant he stabbed someone's eye out and gave them an eye patch made from a large screw or chopping off their hand to give them a hook, and cooking meant slicing various parts of the victim off and adding the parts to a 'soup'.
The thing was they couldn't go outside, though. And the boy ends up outside halfway through the story.
Thomas couldn't believe how much he actually enjoyed reading the book, just waiting to see what the boy did next after finally getting out of the hospital, how his parents would react. The town turned out to not be completely abandoned, and the remaining residents upon seeing the boy... It was just a bunch of interesting interactions.
He spent the entire night reading, even reading a bit into the morning until he closed the book with wide eyes. His stomach growled, and Thomas realized he hadn't eaten dinner the day before. Half-awake, he went to make himself some toast as he pondered the events of the book.
Thomas went to sleep on the couch soon after breakfast, exhaustion finally overpowering the rush that came with reading a new book. And he woke up early in the evening when Patton was trying to get hip up, wanting to have a talk about Thomas's recent choice.
He rubbed his eyes, noticing the other sides as well. Thomas quickly sprung to his feet, stretching his arms as he walked to take his place at the center of the room.
"Pat, you wanted to talk?" Thomas asked, turning to face his moral side. Patton looked very unhappy, which was to be expected. Remus seemed to be bouncing in his peripheral, a nervous grin on his face.
"Before that, can we talk about the book?" Remus asked, promoting Thomas to fully look at him. Thomas tilted his head.
"What about it?"
"Did you like it?" Remus seemed almost hopeful, clasping his hands together and pulling at his fingers anxiously. He would recognize the story Thomas had been reading from anywhere, since when Thomas was reading the words from the pages played throughout the mindscape like an intercom and Remus knew the story by heart.
Thomas smiled, because of course Remus would be excited about that kind of gruesome story. "I did, actually. It had compelling characters, an interesting plot and setting, and also the descriptions... They were horrifying, but in a pleasant way? Like, the kind of feeling you'd get when reading whump fanfiction or something."
Remus's shoulders relaxed and he bounced a bit faster, laughing to himself at Thomas's response. "Brilliant!" Was all he said as he tried and failed to calm himself down. Thomas turned back to Patton and crossed his arms, seeing the look of utter disapproval on Patton's face, missing Logan's smile of relief.
"I'm going to assume you hated it, though?"
"Of course I did! It was awful!" Patton threw his arms in the air. "It was about murder! And torture! How could you like a story like that, Thomas?!"
Thomas shrugged. "It's fictional, Patton. I don't condone anything that happened in it. You would know if I did."
"Just because it's fictional doesn't make it right!"
"That was the point of the story though, right? That everything the main character was doing and thinking was wrong, despite the environment he grew up in and how he wouldn't know right from wrong?" Roman asked, leaning against the wall as he watched Remus finally calm down his excitement. Remus grinned at him.
"But he liked reading it. What does that say about Thomas?!"
"Many people read things they don't like, Patton. Thomas's friends like playing games involving horror and murderers, but they're not murderers themselves, are they?"
"But Thomas had never liked reading these things in the first place!"
"You mean you've never, right?" Deceit interjected, leaning against the banister. "Thomas has liked some morbid books in the past though, because of some of our own influences. Like the original material the Disney movies were all based off."
Patton looked at a loss for words, and turned to look at Virgil. "Surely you didn't like it, Virge. It was really gruesome, right, and isn't it worrying that Thomas likes it?"
Virgil shrugged. "I didn't mind it. I gotta agree, it was definitely gruesome, but it was still a good story." Virgil flashed a smile at Remus. "I could also see someone making a wicked movie out of it."
Remus's eyes widened at the idea, his smile only growing.
"So, overall Thomas, you wouldn't be opposed to reading stories similar to that one?" Logan asked, folding one arm across his chest as he pushed up his glasses with his other hand.
"I wouldn't be opposed to it, no."
"And what about possibly creating skits with darker themes like it, maybe for a side channel of sorts?"
Thomas's eyes lit up. "Oooh, that'd definitely be an interesting channel! And I could reach a wider audience, right?" He deflated a little. "But I doubt I could make anything like that story and actually pull it off."
"I don't see why not. After all, your own mind created the story."
Thomas frowned. "What?"
"The story, it was Remus's. You can create things as good as that story, if you merely gave Remus a chance to show you what he can do."
Thomas's eyes widened at that, and he turned back to Remus. "That's why you were so excited?!"
Remus nodded, still feeling giddy as he rocked on his heels. It took a moment for him to find his words. "I'm really really happy you liked that one- it was one of the first in a series and it's my favorite and I just-" Remus cut himself off, flapping his hands and trying to laugh off the nerves creeping back up now that Thomas knew. "You don't have to listen to Logan, Thomas, but the fact that you even considered the idea is good enough for me!"
"You wrote that." Thomas stared at his duke with wide eyes. "Really?"
Remus nodded again, and Thomas ran a hand through his already messy hair. He bit his lip, glancing briefly at the obviously unhappy Patton.
Eh, screw it, Thomas thought. "Could I see some more of your ideas, then, or do you need time to brainstorm?"
Remus could've fainted if he didn't suddenly have a job to do.
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After they had all sunk out, Thomas deciding he needed more sleep, Remus tackled Logan to the floor. Tears of pure joy were streaming down Remus's cheeks as he buried his face in Logan's shoulder, laughing almost hysterically.
Logan caught his breath, wrapping his arm around Remus tightly and holding him closer. "You alright?" Logan asked once Remus had stopped laughing as loudly. The others had vacated to their own rooms, leaving just them two on the common room floor. Remus leaned up to press a kiss to Logan's lips, holding onto the logical side for dear life.
"Thank you, Lolo, thank you," he whispered against Logan's lips. Logan held Remus closer, moving to wipe away Remus's tears. He smiled softly at Remus, caressing his cheek lightly.
"For you, my love, anything."
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Birthday gift for @yalltookmyurlideas! No idea if this is early, on time, or late but ah well, hope you enjoy anyway Chris!!
Pairing: Intrulogical
Warnings: None!
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Remus hummed softly, rocking on his heels as he painted. He was in his art studio, making a gift for Logan for when Logan came back from his business trip. Loud music rang through the house as Remus made confident strokes on the canvas.
It was definitely hard, Logan being gone for almost a year. There were times Remus was sure that he would just implode because of how much he missed Logan. Remus missed being able to hold him, kiss him, dance with him. He missed stargazing with Logan and missed going to the aquarium together. But he only needed to wait another week! One more week of sleeping alone and missing the warmth of his love.
Logan had offered to take a class to study architecture around the world. It was a new program the school Logan taught at was offering for its high school seniors. Remus could have gone with him, but Remus owned a small pottery shop and didn't have enough employees to just leave it for a year.
Remus tilted his head at the painting, smiling to himself. Dozens of sea creatures filled the canvas, surrounded by a galaxy and swimming through it as though it were the ocean. They were deep-sea creatures, most people would technically be afraid of... Logan had always liked the creatures too far below for them to actually see, enjoyed the idea that they could still learn more. Remus just thought they looked fascinating, and he had to admit, he rather enjoyed listening to Logan ramble about the creatures.
Remus wiped off his hands on a towel and left his studio. His shop was closed for the day so he was able to just stay home and relax. The music was much louder as Remus went downstairs and plopped down on the couch. He grabbed his phone and stopped the music, instead flicking on the TV and going onto Netflix.
Just as the next episode of Forensic Files loaded up, Remus's phone began to ring. Remus groaned slightly, reaching for it again. However, any complaints he had thought of left his mind when he saw Logan's name across his screen. Remus grinned as he picked up, pulling his legs to his chest.
"Lolo!"
Remus heard Logan laugh. "Hey, Cephy! I had a question for you."
"You couldn't just text?" Remus asked as he paused the show, giving Logan all his attention. Remus didn't mind that Logan had called, though. Just hearing Logan's voice made him melt.
God, he was hopeless.
"Wanted to hear your voice. But, back to my question."
"Ask me anything!"
"How much do you miss me?"
Remus wasn't really expecting that. He was quiet for a moment. He didn't know what question he had expected Logan to ask, but it wasn't that.
"What...?"
"How much do you miss me?" Logan repeated. "I'm just curious." He added.
Remus bit his lip, curling further into the side of the couch before he sighed, laughing softly.
"God, Lo... I miss you a lot. Words cannot describe how much I miss you. I know this trip would be worth it, and that you would have fun, but I'm kind of regretting not going with you..."
"Well-"
"And it's stupid because I know you're coming back in a week and then I'll be able to hold you and cuddle you and kiss you but still!"
"Remus!" Logan laughed slightly. "I get it, darling. By the way, are you home?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Should be a surprise outside for you then. I'll talk to you soon, yeah?"
Remus furrowed his brow. "Huh?"
"Just trust me, love. Go outside. I love you."
"Alright, fine. Love you too, Lo."
Logan hung up and Remus stared at the TV for a moment before climbing off the couch. Leaving his phone, Remus went and opened the door, first looking down and expecting a package. His eyes lit up when he saw more than just a package.
"Logan!"
Remus was out of the house in an instant, wrapping himself around Logan. Logan laughed, holding Remus up with a small bit of difficulty. Remus felt like crying, feeling the familiar arms around him and the slightly chapped but mostly soft lips pressing into his temple.
"I thought-"
"The school overestimated our trip just a bit, and I wanted to surprise you." Remus pulled away enough just so he could kiss Logan properly, cupping Logan's cheeks and just feeling how warm his skin was under Remus's fingertips and just how Logan was there.
Logan finally set Remus down, though his hands remained at Remus's waist, letting Remus take it all in. Remus pulled away from the kiss, running his hand through Logan's hair and messing it up further.
"I hate that you made me think I was gonna have to spend one more week alone," Remus muttered, eyes shining with unshed tears. He shouldn't be crying over this. "You're a terrible boyfriend."
Logan smiled apologetically, moving one of his hands up to cradle Remus's cheek, running his thumb along Remus's jaw softly. "You know, I'm getting kinda tired of the term boyfriend."
Remus's heart skipped a beat and his insides felt like they were starting to constrict him from the inside out. "What...?"
"Boyfriend. I don't think we should be boyfriends anymore."
Logan let go of Remus entirely before sinking to his knee, and it finally clicked to Remus, and all he could do was stare down at Logan. When had everything become so goddamn blurry?
"I think maybe husbands would be a far better title?" He pulled a box out of his pocket, opening it and holding it up to Remus.
"Are you asking me-" Remus had to take a deep breath. "Are you asking me to marry you, Lo?"
Logan smiled sheepishly. "Yes?"
Remus could feel the grin splitting his face, could feel himself nod and pull Logan to his feet. Logan laughed lightly as Remus pulled him into a kiss, holding Logan so tightly others would think he was trying to strangle Logan. Once they pulled apart, Logan took Remus's hand and slipped the ring on, just as Remus used his free hand to wipe away the tears that finally broke free.
"The worst and best way to propose, Logan, I swear."
"You knew when you started dating me that normal ways to do things weren't gonna be what happened at all." Logan brushed away Remus's remaining tears before combing Remus's bangs from his eyes.
"Now, I'm fairly sure I owe you some cuddles?"
Remus's cheeks heated up slightly and he hid his face in Logan's chest, still smiling stupidly and nodding. Logan pressed a kiss to Remus's head, getting Remus to release his death grip on Logan. Logan took Remus's hand and his suitcase in the other, letting Remus lead the way inside.
With Logan's suitcase abandoned by the door, both their phones silenced and Forensic Files playing in the background, the two relaxed on the couch. Remus pressed closer into Logan's embrace, enjoying the warmth of just having Logan there with him. And soon, Remus was falling asleep, only making a mental note to give Logan his gift later.
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Requested by @remusownsmyuwus from this prompt list!
Pairing: Intrulogical
Warnings: None really, lmk if there’s any I should add!
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Logan advocated for a proper and healthy routine for all the other sides and Thomas. When they should be getting up, what things they should eat, how much they should work, and when they should go to bed. He was great at keeping the others all on track and healthy and making sure they practiced self-care.
However.
He was absolute shit when it came to caring for himself.
Logan's head throbbed and he groaned softly, rubbing at his temples, trying to massage the pain away. He had already taken Tylenol and ibuprofen, hoping it would soothe his headache and he could just continue working. But it wasn't.
And Logan wanted to finish this script. Once it was done being edited, he could move onto another personal project and finally be all caught up on his work.
Just when Logan had returned to typing, arms wrapped around him from behind and held Logan tightly, initially startling the side and sending a wave of dizziness through him.
"Remus!" Logan huffed, and everything hurt to look at for a moment.
He heard Remus laugh softly and press a wet kiss to the back of Logan's neck. "Sorry, sorry. I couldn't resist." Remus hummed, arms still loosely around Logan. "You doing alright, Moonbeam? You don't look too hot. And I always think you're hot."
"I'm fine, Cephy. Just a bit tired." Logan forced a smile. "I'll be fine."
Remus raised a brow, unimpressed.
"I'm serious, I just have-"
"Logan, when was the last time you got out of this chair and relaxed today?"
"Well, I haven't today, but-"
"And what have you eaten today? Drank?"
"Breakfast that Patton made and a glass of water-"
"And what have you been doing all day?"
Logan sighed. "Working. Okay, I get it. It doesn't sound great." Logan forced Remus's hands away so he could turn in his chair to face Remus. Logan really didn't know how exhausted he looked. "I just really needed to catch up on all this work, Thomas needs to stay on schedule!"
"Lolo, I love you and love your ability to stay this motivated but I swear to god, if you don’t start taking better care of yourself, I’m gonna strangle you with soft blankets, drown you in warm chamomile tea, and subject you to an unending supply of your favorite cartoons that we’ll watch together cuddling in bed, you absolute bastard."
Remus cradled Logan's cheek, watching as Logan's resolve broke away. Logan leaned into Remus's touch, letting out a soft sigh before nodding. Remus smiled gently, pulling Logan in for a tender kiss. He knew how Logan felt. And he knew Logan needed the help he so often gave the others, Remus included.
"So, my void, what do you wanna watch?"
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