Can I Kiss You?

I AM SO SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT!!! Everything's just been a bit hectic lately. I hope you like this chapter and that the wait was worth it.

(Also a glitter war wouldn't hurt inside the mind, it would magically avoid their eyes and stuff ok.)

(Also Analogical is brotp let's be real.)

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Logan was aware that he was avoiding Morality. He knew it wasn't exactly the reasonable thing to do, and looking at the situation analytically he had a range of options he could act upon. Such as acting as he typically did around Morality, and pretending that nothing was wrong. The flaw with that plan, however, was that Logic suspected Dad knew about his... crush. He'd certainly reacted strongly when Logic had basically flat-out told Dad that he had developed romantic feelings for him. And contrary to popular belief Morality wasn't unintelligent. So either way, that plan wouldn't work because everybody in the Mind already knew about Logan's feelings.

The next option was to simply tell Morality about his feelings but to be fair Logic already had, even if it had been unknowingly, and he was unsure about whether or not Dad's reaction was positive or not. And for some reason, now that he knew for sure what he was experiencing, telling Morality just seemed very, very difficult.

The third option was the least tactical because it made no progress in any way, yet, here Logic was. In his room, listening to a podcast about D&D, and trying to avoid thinking about how long he would be able to keep us this act. At first Logan had continued about his usual business in the mind and simply left the vicinity whenever Dad neared, but that got old fast (especially as the butterflies always came back full force. It was also difficult as Logic began to feel so guilty when he saw the way Dad's face fell every single time. How his expression always turned to look disappointed and sad whenever Logan left the room.) So the easier option seemed to be to hide in isolation in his room.

It was pathetic, but... honestly, Logic had no idea how to deal with emotions and feelings like these. They were truly the bane of his existence, oh how he despised them! Yes, the simplest thing to do was block everything out and recline in his small, quiet bubble.

Of course, his peaceful solitude couldn't last long. Not with Anxiety around.

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When Anxiety finally barged into his room, it wasn't as loud or dramatic as when Prince had. There was no kicking in the door, no dramatic professions of love and worry, and nobody was picked up and spun around. What did happen, though, was Anxiety opening the door and shutting it firmly, marching in with his jaw set and a determined glint in his eyes. He wasn't even slouching into his hoodie. Immediately Logan sat up straighter, turned the podcast off, and warily watched Anxiety storm towards him.

"Alright nerd, get up." Anxiety snapped.

"What? Why? I'm perfectly comfortable here, thank you very much." Logic retorted, narrowing his eyes.

"Oh no you don't! Trust me, I know how easy it is to sulk about in your room for all eternity, but I'm the only one who's allowed to do that here. Me, not you! Because Prince is the only one who cares and he just throws shit at me or picks me up if I don't come out for a while. But now Morality cares about you and he doesn't know what do you, so you've got him moping about all over the mind. He hasn't made a dad joke in, like, two days! So get up and show him you're alive and just like, make out or something, so I can stop feeling weird every time the literal sun walks past looking all depressed. Because once again, it's my job to look all emo! Not his, and not yours! So hurry up and leave your freaking room!" Anxiety ranted, folding his arms and glaring dangerously at Logan. He barely breathed through his entire speech so his chest was heaving by the end, but if looks could kill then Logan would be long gone. He gulped, a bit stunned.

"Um, ok?" He said, sounding unsure.

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Anxiety's tough demeanour fell a bit.

"Wait, for real? You aren't gonna fight me on this?" He asked disbelievingly.

"Not, not really. I'm in need of nutrition if I am to keep up with helping Thomas, and the only way to really obtain that is to leave my room. However I expect you to keep me company in case of Morality appearing, because that creates an awkward scenario that I have no idea how to handle." He admitted, which made Anxiety stare at him.

"You... want me to keep you company?" He asked, making Logan frown.

"Well, yes. You're my friend, as annoying and frustrating as you are." Anxiety blinked at him in shock.

"Huh. Thanks, I think. Anyway you want me to protect you from Dad? Seriously?" He smirked. Logic just nodded and blushed.

"Well, not protect, just help me out from an awkward situation if one should arise." He muttered sheepishly. Anxiety looked at him side-on, as if he was considering something. And slowly a dangerous smirk curved over his face, the shining glint in his eyes turning mischievous. Logan was suddenly very suspicious.

"Oh, ok, sure. After all, friends help each other out, right?" Anxiety grinned. Logic narrowed his eyes, but nodded slowly.

"Precisely..." He muttered. Anxiety nodded once, sharply, and indicated for him to follow him out of the room. Logan inhaled and tried to figure out what Anxiety was up to, but he couldn't decipher what his plan was. So he heaved a sigh, adjusted his glasses, and followed the darkly dressed boy out of his room.

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They made their way to the kitchen, Anxiety going first. They got there with no incident, with Logan heading towards the cupboards and looking through their contents.

"Hey, Anxiety, is there any juice?" He asked absently, making Anxiety hum dramatically in thought.

"Oh, I don't know! But you know who would know?" He asked suggestively, making Logan frown and turn around.

"Wha- who?" He asked dubiously. Anxiety smirked and horror spread across Logan's face; his eyes widened, his jaw dropped, and he shook his head vehemently.

"No. No, no, no! Anxiety, don't!" He yelled, but Anxiety just grinned wickedly and shouted

"Dad, come here!" At the top of his lungs.

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Logic stared at him, betrayal clear in his expression.

"How could you? I trusted you, you traitor!" He wailed. Anxiety just clapped him on the shoulder.

Not a second later, Dad appeared right by Logan. Morality faltered when he noticed Logic, but turned his attention to Anxiety.

"You called, bud?" He asked, admittedly quieter than usual.

"Yeah. You and Logic need to talk, and preferably kiss, and that'll fix everything. So just. Just do that." He rolled his dark eyes and basically ran out of the room, slamming the door on the way out.

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An awkward silence immediately fell over the two occupants of the room, both glancing at the other and quickly looking away uncomfortably. Eventually the air grew too thick and heavy with the discomfort for Logic, and he cleared his throat, before deciding to get out of the situation.

"Apologies." He muttered as he tried to slide past Morality, but suddenly a hand shot out and wrapped gently around his wrist.

"Hey, no, wait." Dad said quietly. Logan paused and looked tentatively back at the other trait.

"Yes?" The awkwardness was unbearable. Logan hated feelings! They ruined everything!

"I think Anx is right. We should talk." Dad said. Logan exhaled heavily, bit he knew that considering all other options this was the correct alternative. So he slowly turned back to face Morality, and managed to look him in the eye.

"Very well." He sighed. For another minute there was silence, as neither knew what to say. And then

"Do you hate me?"

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Logic flinched back in shock, staring at Dad. He was looking at the floor, shoulders hunched and eyes wide and sad.

"What? No! Of course I don't, how could you even think that?" Logan gasped in horror. Morality shrugged morosely.

"Well, you don't really seem to like me anymore. We never hang out, you even leave the room every time I come in. So you don't hate me?" He finally asked hopefully, looking up at Logic through his hair. Logic felt his own face soften.

"No, of course I don't hate you, Morality. I don't think I could ever hold any animosity towards you. In fact, it's actually quite the opposite." He admitted, blushing and straightening his tie. Dad's jaw dropped a little, his honey coloured eyes beginning to widen and sparkle.

"Wait, does that mean... does that mean you still like me? Like, like like me?" He gasped.

"Somehow I understood that. And... yes?" It came out tentatively, and like a question. Logan stood up straighter and took a deep breath. "Yes, I do. I realise I've developed romantic feelings towards you, Morality, and I just want to know... are they requited?" He asked, wincing as he braced himself for the worst. There was a moment's silence, and then,

"Yes!! Oh my goodness, Logan, I've had a crush on you for ages!" Dad burst, positively bubbling with excitement and delight. Logan's eyes widened and he exhaled in relief and unintended euphoria.

"Really?" He blinked.

"Yes!" Dad grinned in almost uncontrolled happiness, and they just smiled at each other for another minute, the atmosphere now elated. After a while, however, Logic cleared his throat and asked a question.

"So... what happens now?" He queried. Morality smiled at him.

"This is generally when you ask me to be your boyfriend." He laughed.

"Oh! Ok. Uh, Morality, will you- will you be my- my boyfriend?" Logic blushed and stammered. Morality seemed to almost glow with happiness.

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"Of course I will!" He beamed, his eyes sparkling and smile huge. Logan found himself smiling back, and found he didn't even mind. He felt great! Like he was full up with light, which of course was impossible, but he rather enjoyed the feeling so he didn't dwell on it.

"Now what happens?" He asked wonderingly. Dad looked at the ground bashfully.

"Well..." He mumbled, then seemed to decide something and looked back up at Logan. "Can I kiss you?" He asked suddenly. Logic blinked, stunned momentarily by the suggestion.

"Um." He said dumbly; for once his brain wasn't working fast enough! If this was a side-effect of liking Morality then he would have to find out a way to fix it.

However when he glanced at Morality's hopeful yet guarded expression, a "Yes!" Left his lips involuntarily. Morality smiled shyly again, and then Logan realised they were inching closer to one another. All of a sudden the light feeling was gone, and he was extremely nervous. He had no idea what he was doing, oh no, he was going to screw this up! Dad frowned.

"Are you okay? Stop worrying, Logan." He smiled, and cupped Logic's face gently. Logan just closed his eyes, and then there were soft lips pressing gently upon his own in a chaste kiss, one that only lasted a second. Logan slowly opened his eyes and blinked, staring at Morality, who was blushing intensely. His hand was still on Logic's cheek. And then Logic couldn't help it, he was smiling goofily at Morality, and he felt even better than before! It was as if electricity was running under his skin, enlightening him and filling him with energy. He felt euphoric and victorious, like he could conquer anything in that second. Which again, a simple kiss would not have granted him that ability, but that didn't matter because it felt amazing! He liked it!

"Can I- Can I kiss you again?" He asked. Morality giggled at his awkwardness, but nodded. Logan blushed but leaned in, and lightly pressed their lips together again. He didn't really know what he was doing, but it felt nice and Morality's lips were really soft and the giddy, happy feeling was bubbling up again. They split apart rather quickly again, the gentle kiss only lasting a few seconds, but they just stared into each other's eyes for another few seconds. "I've discovered something." Logic whispered after a minute. "I don't hate feelings. Actually, this one I'm experiencing is quite pleasant and I like it very much." He admitted. Then Morality smiled brightly, and it was so familiar and cheerful that Logan almost laughed. Then the door was opened loudly and Anxiety stalked in, flanked by Prince, Pranks, and Missy.

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"Did you guy-" Anxiety trailed off as he noticed their position: Morality, with his arms looped loosely around Logic's shoulders and neck, and Logic, with his arms wrapped gently around Morality's waist, their faces almost uncomfortably close together. The new couple both whipped their gazes to the doorway, staring at the intruders in shock and embarrassment. There was complete silence in that room for approximately 4 seconds, as everyone took in the situation. Anxiety looked frozen where he stood, lips parted in shock and eyes wide, as if he had not truly expected this. Pranks and Missy's faces were gradually filling with rising excitement and astonishment as they began to comprehend what was going on. They exchanged a scheming look, which made Logan nervous. Roman's eyes were roving from Logic and Morality to Anxiety and back again, and then he started yelling.

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew this would happen! This is my new favourite couple! Apart from us, of course, Kitten." Anxiety glared at him at that, but there wasn't much anger in the stare. He appeared to still be in shock. "I mean, when I was first told about your crushes, I could barely see it happening! And up until lately I still couldn't really see it happening, but now-" He faltered, and frowned slightly. "Now... I can see it happening. I can- oh no. I can see it." The royal boy turned to Anxiety and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him. "Anxiety, I can't stop seeing it!" He uttered desperately. The shaking seemed to snap Anxiety out of his stupor, and he rolled his eyes and shoved Roman off him.

"Get off, idiot." He grumbled.Prince just covered his eyes. By this time Logic and Morality had stepped away from each other and were blushing in embarrassment. Anxiety turned to the them both and raised and eyebrow, burrowing down into his oversized hoodie.

"So, you guys did what I say? You made out?" He asked dryly. Prince hit him on the arm.

"Shut up!" He squeaked loudly, making Anxiety snort in amusement.

"Macho, Pretty Boy." He smirked. Roman narrowed his eyes and glared, but didn't say anything more, so Anxiety turned his attention back to the new couple.

"Alright, whatever, so I take it you guys are going out now?" He asked. Morality nodded bashfully.

"Affirmative." Logic confirmed. In a blur, Anxiety and Prince were knocked aside and Pranks and Compliment rushed forward, and suddenly Logan and Dad were covered in showers of glitter and confetti. Pranks and Missy were shouting and yelling, most of it incomprehensible, but Logan could make out phrases like "I'm so proud!" and "Finally!" and "You're both disgusting...ly adorable!" and Logan's personal favourite, "Thomas is so gay now!"

He coughed and tried to get any of the shimmering grains he had inhaled out of his mouth, and was grateful to his glasses for keeping the glitter out of his eyes. He blinked and looked at Morality who was shaking his head, making the sparkling glitter and curling strips of colourful paper flutter in sprinkles to the floor. He had thousands of infinitesimal pieces of multi-coloured glitter adorning his grey cardigan, and Logan couldn't help but smirk at the sight. Then Dad looked up and burst out laughing, pointing at Logic, who looked down at himself. He ignored the waterfall of glitter that rained down from his hair and looked at his black shirt in horror; it was shimmering and twinkling like a rainbow, the darkness of the material only contrasting against the multitude of sparkling particles. Then Prince charged in, scooped up a pile of glitter from the floor and threw it at Anxiety.

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Alright you guys, I split this chapter into two parts because it would flow better that way :) I'm going to upload the next one tomorrow because it needs a little bit more writing but I hope you enjoyed this one!!


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