Virgil's Pov:
"That flirt. Trying to win Logic over with lies." I mumbled, annoyingly. "I didn't hear 'lies'. What's up?" Deceit spoke as he appeared right in front of me which caught me off guard. Very much off guard as I fell backward from his sudden appearance. "I do not apologize." He said as I got up and brushed off any dust from my pants. "It's fine. Deceit, I am glad you are here honestly. Creativity is being such a flirt and you know, I am worried for Logic." I explained the situation as I zipped up my sweater.  Putting the hood on as I threw myself on the couch while Deceit stood up. "How so?" He asked, looking at the mess I am right now. An anxious mess, of course. "Roman took him to the imagination so, Logic could so something. When they return, they're hugging one another! Like did he confess or not?! Am I too late?!" I exclaimed as my anxiety attack was increasing. "Look, I am good with your attacks but, Patton is not. All I can't tell you is that you don't need to step up your game." He replied, clearly worried. Why is he worried? Thought we were frenemies or something like that.

I groaned in disappoint as I hid my face in my sweater. "Anxiety, seriously. For all I know, Logan might not choose Roman." He mumbled. "My Logic is not gonna choose a dead brain," I responded as my tone got darker. "He can't not when I am suffering to get his attention. I still have a chance, we're best friends. I could use that to my advantage!" I explained, blushing. "Using something you already don't have as an advantage? Doesn't that not sound messed up?" He questioned as he sat next to me. "You're right! Why am I talking to you? You were the one who gave me anxiety attacks the most back when I was dark side still!" I questioned, sliding down the couch a little. "Why don't you like Logic?" He asked, curiously. I never told him the reason, have I? "There are so many reasons." I sighed as I began to think of him. "He is just so cute and small." I started with as I remembered the times he struggled to reach things. I would always help him and he would give me this smile that melted me. "He is so smart and his tone of voice just attaches me to him. Like a magnet." I added, my blush starts to get warmer and redder by the minute. Logan always talked about the things we've done, space, and many other things he might have discovered. He just sounded so excited at that moment.

"He helps me a lot with my anxiety attacks too. Not just Dad." I spoke, embarrassingly. I can't believe how far I am going with this. He would enter my room when he sensed my attacks even if it was a risk for him to take. No matter, how long we would be in there and how anxious he would be. Logan tried to calm me down so, it wouldn't harm me or Thomas too badly. Afterward, he would hug me and bring me upstairs to watch a movie. He would fall asleep easily and seeing him in his deep slumber state was calm. How his glasses were discarded for that moment in time letting me take in his beauty even more. His chest falling and rising as he breathed softly. The way he would fidget sometimes in a comfortable position. He was so calm and just seeing him like that was reassuring. I began to mentally scream as I realized how much I was thinking of him and the blush which was continuing to grow warmer. "V! Don't get your head out of the cloud!" Deceit yelled as he forced my head out of my hoodie.

"Mom," I mumbled, he rolled his eyes at the nickname and nodded. "I need him. He can literally give me that calmness and reassure I want. Logan is just someone I want to love and protect. Someone to be mine." I explained, playing with a string from my hood. Deceit gave a nervous glance as even he knows how possessive and competitive I could when it comes to this. "I'm so gay for him to put it short." I chuckled as he smiled. "Yeah, you aren't." He mumbled as he put a hand on my shoulder.