(locked to joe)
Apr. 30th, 2008 10:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
echolls_cursedLogan hadn't even bothered to get changed after his run in with Jack, let alone shower, and when he finally made his way to Joe's he was still covered in spots of blood and bruises, and he reeked of sex. He felt disgusting, he felt filthy in so many ways... Sick and grimy and... Just generally like shit.
Linus was surprisingly quiet and well behaved as he trotted along at his side, as if he knew something was wrong, and the tiny golden dog whimpered softly as it looked up at his master.
Every last inch of him ached, inside and out. Jack had done a number on him before they'd finally rolled their way into bed, and Neil... Just thinking about Neil made Logan hurt. It made his chest tight and his eyes damp, and it left him feeling sick to know that he'd already slammed that door shut behind himself. Like there was just no going back now that he'd done what he'd done. He felt guilty, and sick, and alone, and... God, he needed to see Joe. He needed someone who wasn't going to judge him or use him.
With a bundle of clothes under one arm, and his surfboard under the other, Logan knocked quietly on Joe's door.
Linus was surprisingly quiet and well behaved as he trotted along at his side, as if he knew something was wrong, and the tiny golden dog whimpered softly as it looked up at his master.
Every last inch of him ached, inside and out. Jack had done a number on him before they'd finally rolled their way into bed, and Neil... Just thinking about Neil made Logan hurt. It made his chest tight and his eyes damp, and it left him feeling sick to know that he'd already slammed that door shut behind himself. Like there was just no going back now that he'd done what he'd done. He felt guilty, and sick, and alone, and... God, he needed to see Joe. He needed someone who wasn't going to judge him or use him.
With a bundle of clothes under one arm, and his surfboard under the other, Logan knocked quietly on Joe's door.
