echolls_cursed: (sleeping)
(From this thread)

Pulling back, Logan laughed and tugged on Neil's boxers a little. "feels like we haven't done this in forever," Logan admitted, clearly a little nervous. "Not that I haven't wanted to, you know... Just uh. All that stuff happened I guess."

It was rare that he admitted anything like that, even to Neil. Rarer still that he let the mask down, putting the ego aside and letting his emotions show. He could count on one hand the amount of people he'd ever let himself act that way in front of. Running his hand back up Neil's chest, he took a moment just to appreciate the way the other boy looked. Pale and dark all at once.

"I missed this," Logan said again, letting out a sigh.
echolls_cursed: (Lost)
A lot of walking and one half-assed fight had brought Logan back to the hut. For some reason, he expected it to look different. Abandoned maybe. But no, it looked the same as it had the morning he'd left it. Yappy dog and all.

Max was jumping around in his pen, barking like a lunatic, and Logan hissed at him a bit as he reached the door. "Shut up!" he snapped quietly. "Jesus Christ, fucking dog."

Of course that didn't stop him from leaning over and giving the small animal a scratch between it's ears.

He thought about knocking first... but it was his hut too, and he wasn't going to act like a stranger. Yanking open the door he headed right inside, trying to ignore his nerves as he slipped into what used to be their room. His eyes settled on Neil instantly, half asleep and buried under a blanket... Logan had to stop himself from walking right over and asking the other boy if he was okay.

Instead he just stood there, like an idiot.

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