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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Anyone wanna read a Childhood Friends Jogan + Stuart Trio Slice of Life fic?

[jlarson]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Belated Merry Christmas, Dalton Fandom! 😅 Here's a Jogan Soulmate-Identifying Marks Christmas AU, if you're interested.

[jlarson]

Happy - A Jogan Drabble (with Derek)

Julian pressed a kiss to Logan’s forehead. “Lo.” He whispered, lips still pressed to the prefect’s skin.

“Hm?” Logan responded, although his eyes were still closed. And then, suddenly realizing that he wasn’t supposed to be hearing that voice in person for at least two more weeks, his eyelids flew open and he sat up in bed. “You’re supposed to be filming in Germany.”

The actor flashed him his famous grin. “You didn’t honestly think I’d miss your Sectionals, did you? You’ve got a solo.”

Logan smiled, and he looked adorable with his hair all mussed up from sleep, sunlight filtering in from the windows making his green eyes shine. God, Julian loved him. Logan lifted his arms, silently asking for a hug. Julian obliged, removing his shoes and coat before sitting down on the bed in between the taller boy’s legs and snuggling into his chest. “I missed you.” Logan whispered, his face buried in Julian’s hair. “I missed you, too.” Julian mumbled.

They stayed like that for a while, just enjoying the other’s company, dozing off a bit. After what could have been hours or minutes, neither boy was sure, somebody knocked on Logan’s door. “Logan?” Derek called, “Get up, your majesty, or you’ll be late for your own performance.”

“Yes, mother.” Logan responded, rolling his eyes and untangling himself from his boyfriend. He headed for the bathroom. Julian got up, went to the door and opened it. “Derek!” He said happily and promptly engulfed the other in a hug. “Jules?” Derek said, surprised, but he returned the embrace. “When did you get back?” Julian released him. “Just this morning.”

“It’s great to have you back. Especially because I can’t handle anymore of Logan’s whining.”

“I don’t whine.” Logan said indignantly, raising his voice so that they could hear him from the bathroom. Derek snorted. He said, in a great impression of Logan’s voice, “’Derek, do you think he misses me? I miss him. I wonder what he’s doing right now. Is there a chance he’ll be coming back earlier? Gosh darn it, D, I miss gazing into his beautiful brown eyes—‘”

“I said nothing of the sort!”

Julian laughed, shaking his head at their antics. These were the moments Julian loved the most. They reminded him of just how great things were now. Sure, it wasn’t perfect. Logan was still a hot head, and Julian was still a feisty diva, but it was a far cry from how things were the previous school year. They’d come a long way, and now they were, finally, happy.

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Coming Home - A Jogan Drabble

“What’s up with Logan?”

“Julian’s coming back today.”

“Ah.”

Kurt, curious, turned to Blaine. “What are they talking about? Who’s Julian? And why does Logan look like he’s going to burn his watch just by looking at it?”

Blaine chuckled. “Julian is Logan’s boyfriend. He’s in-and-out of school a lot, so whenever he’s back, Logan freaks out.”

“Where is the Warbler Council? The meeting should’ve started ten minutes ago. I need to get out of here as soon as possible, I’m picking Julian up from the airport.” Logan huffed, crossing his arms.

Kurt opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by the doors bursting open. All heads turned towards the door to see a brunette boy clad in black skinny jeans and a white dress shirt, sunglasses covering his eyes. He seemed to search the room until his eyes landed on Logan. A Cheshire Cat grin lit up his face. He took off his shades and Kurt drew in a sharp breath. It was Julian Larson, the movie star.

Julian bent forwards slightly, sunglasses dangling from his fingers as he crooked a finger at Logan in a ‘come closer’ gesture.

Needing no further encouragement, Logan bounded forward and scooped up the actor into his arms bridal style, chanting his name the entire time, a big smile on his face. They laughed as Logan spun them around in a circle.

“Okay, okay, Lo, I get it. I missed you too. Put me down now.” Julian said in between fits of laughter.

Logan obliged and put the actor back down on his feet. Julian used his hands, which he had locked around the other’s neck when he was picked up, to pull the tall blonde’s face down for a swift kiss.

Wes cleared his throat to alert them of his presence. He was standing by the entrance, David and Thad behind him. They all wore amused expressions on their faces, and so did the rest of the Warblers, Kurt noticed.

“I guess that means you’ll be missing practice today, then, Logan?” The Head Warbler asked, although he already knew the answer.

“Bye,” Was all Logan said, leaving the room in a rush, his hand firmly clasping Julian’s.

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Clarity - A Jogan Drabble

In which Logan and Julian have been separated for a year due to several reasons that include Julian’s job and Julian and Logan decide they can’t take it anymore.

Just as Logan was about to exit the press con, he heard it.

“Logan,” Julian whispered into the microphone.

Logan froze.

The actor cleared his throat and said, more firmly, “Logan.”

Logan turned around and looked up at the stage.

-

Julian’s eyes frantically searched the crowd, all the years he’s spent working as an actor failing him as he desperately looked for the man he loved, his emotions out in the open for the whole crowd — the whole world — to see.

“It was always clear to me, since the day I met you that I would want nobody else. I was fourteen years old, I was young, but it didn’t matter — I loved you, and I still do. I know what I said, but the truth is I lied, I love you, Logan, and I never stopped.”

Julian took in a shaky breath, blinking back tears. Damn it, where is he? The crowd had gone quiet now, the cameras silently recording his heart-felt speech.

“I don’t care what they say. Mom, dad, my management, my co-stars, the damn Academy, you’re all I want. The past year didn’t change that, and it never will. So—“Julian’s voice broke. He was really crying now. "—so if you’re willing to forgive me, even just a bit, please show yourself because I feel like my eyeballs are going to fall out from looking for you too much.” He said the last part in one breath, earning a few chuckles from the spectators.

Moments passed with no event, and Julian let out a strangled, heart-wrenching sob.

He closed his eyes. “Logan, please.”

The crowd started to cheer, all eyes fixed behind him, and he heard Derek let out a breathless laugh.

Suddenly, Julian felt a familiar weight pressed to his back.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that, Jules.” Logan whispered into his ear, arms wrapping around his waist.

Julian let out a choked sob of relief and turned around in the other’s arms, engulfing him in a bone-crushing hug.

He buried his face into Logan’s chest and the taller boy rested his chin on top of the shorter one’s head, hugging him back just as tightly.