Ship: Logince

Type: Romantic/Casual/AU

Time: Before SvS redux, after DWIT

It was midnight. Roman was still awake, trying to come up with ideas for the next video. He was at a major creative block, but he wasn't giving up. He was Creativity, after all, he shouldn't have blocks.

Roman faceplanted on his desk, groaning. How was he supposed to get work done if he couldn't think of a single idea? There was no way he was letting his brother do this, this was far too important.

Roman decides to go downstairs to get some coffee. It sometimes boosted his energy, and that would help him get ideas. 

Roman decides on making his own coffee, instead of the instant stuff. He wasn't like Virgil, who would grab anything caffeinated and chug it. He had class and taste, he prefers the real stuff.

As he was waiting for the coffee to be made, Roman pulls out his notebook and pen. He starts jotting down ideas. Or at least tries to. He gets one, a sequel to one of the other videos, before remembering that he already planned that months ago. 

Roman is pouring his coffee when he hears footsteps coming down the stairs. Thinking it's Virgil, Roman doesn't look up.

"Going out tonight, are we?" He asks.

"No, I was wondering what the noise was down here," 

Roman looks over to the stairs. It was not Virgil. It was Logan. Roman drops his mug on the floor, effectively breaking it. He was entering his gay panic. It always happened when Logan was around and he covered it up by being rude and a little arrogant. Which was acceptable, he was also Thomas's confidence and ego.

"Oh sorry, thought you were Virge," Roman mumbles, ducking down to pick up the pieces.

"It is quite alright. But what are you doing up so late?" Logan asks, entering the kitchen.

"Trying to think of ideas for the next video," Roman says, not looking at Logan.

"Isn't the next video the follow up to Selfishness versus Selflessness?" Logan asks.

"Yeah, but after that. Plus Thomas's normal videos we aren't physically in," Roman says.

"I see. But you aren't going to come up with many while sleep-deprived," Logan points out.

Roman gestures to the pot of coffee.

"That's what that's for," He says.

Logan looks over to the counter.

"That's not going to help," He says.

"And why is that?" Roman asks.

"Simple. It's decaf," Logan says.

"Who the heck bought decaf? That stuff is-"

"Patton. He didn't want Virgil ingesting so much caffeine," Logan says.

Roman mutters under his breath. He throws away the mug shards and dumps out the coffee. Just as he goes to make a new pot Logan stops him.

"I think you should leave it and go to bed. You'll be more efficient when you are well-rested," He says.

"No no, I'm on a roll right now. I just need to stay up a few more hours, it's my job," Roman mumbles, looking about ready to fall asleep where he stands.

Logan notices this too, as he rushes over to catch Roman as he starts to fall. And fall asleep.

"You are going to bed. Now," Logan says.

Roman is hardly conscious, and just weakly nods.

"Will do, you stunningly pretty nerd," He says.

Logan goes red and picks up Roman. Which was no easy task, they were the same size and weight. For obvious reasons. 

Logan did manage to get Roman up the stairs, but Roman's room was on the farthest end of the hallway, across from Virgil's. Logan's room was the closest, so he chose to take Roman there.

It may not have been the best decision, but Logan was tired and not very strong. He wasn't dragging Roman any more than he had to.

The two entered Logan's room, where Logan promptly summoned a mattress and dumped Roman on it. Roman was now fast asleep, proving to Logan that he needed it. Logan did too, changing back into his pajamas and going to bed.

At 2 AM Roman woke up. He looked around, realizing he's in Logan's room. He silently felt more gay panic as he left. He had work to do, not even his gayness should stop him.

Roman went back to his room, opened up his computer, and started typing. He has no idea what he's typing, he just types his thoughts. Roman told himself that after he'd slept it would make sense.

He stops when he hears a knock on his door.

"Yeah?" He asks.

Logan opens the door.

"One, you're not very quiet," He says, "Two, go to bed. You're going to hurt yourself if you stay up this late trying to work,"

Roman didn't think he was being loud. Little did he know his headphones weren't plugged in, letting his Disney tunes play through the entire Mindpalace. Logan was the lightest sleeper, so it always woke him up.

 "Why do you care so much?" Roman asks.

"You really want to know?" Logan asks, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes!" Roman say, a little exasperated.

Logan leans in and kisses him on the cheek. Roman goes redder than a tomato and turns to kiss him back. Logan pulls away.

"Not until you get proper rest," He says.

"Fiiiine," Roman whines, flopping onto his bed.

Just to be safe, after it seems Roman has fallen asleep Logan goes to get Remy. 

"Whatcha need babe?" Remy asks.

"I need you to make sure Roman gets some sleep," Logan says.

"Aww, you actually making sure your boyfriend takes care of himself?" Remy asks.

"He is not my boyfr-"

"Yeah yeah, sure he isn't. But I can tell you right now he's sound asleep," Remy says, "He's not waking up for a minimum of 6 hours,"

"Ok good. Thank you," Logan says.

"No problem, gurl," Remy says.

Logan goes back to his room to finally get some sleep. He has no idea how Virgil makes it all night and day while still functioning.

This isn't that long or good but it was made from half an idea. Well, I hope you enjoyed it. Requests are open and welcome, so feel free to leave any. Peace out, peeps!