A/n: Okay, so in case you guys don't read the prompts, this is a prequal to the star gazing date one, but you literally don't have to know what happened in it at all to read this. It's a prequel so i'm going to move it right above the stargazing date one for people reading the book for the first time.

For maybe just time in the same ten minutes, Virgil shuffled in place, ever so slightly as they stopped at one of the clothing racks. Subtle, sure, but not enough to get past Logan. They've known each other for years now, and h was well accustomed to the other's bathroom habits.

Virgil had been an extremely shy kid back when they were in school, so had grown used to holding it with minimal squirming so that he didn't have to ask to be excused, and so that nobody noticed.

And, well, he supposed that the shyness didn't completely go away if Virgil wasn't willing to say a quick, "be right back" and go to the bathroom. Maybe he was afraid of being annoying? Perhaps he was worried about being questioned? Logan wasn't sure. But he did know that he should probably say something.

It wasn't like Virgil would have an accident—no, he'd held it for extended periods of times for years, sometimes even the entire school day if he couldn't go at lunch, but he certainly didn't want to see his friend in any unnecessary discomfort, especially when there was such an easy fix.

"Hey, Virgil" Logan said casually.

"Yeah?" Virgil said, shifting his weight to one foot, crossing his arms in disinterest. Anybody else would think he was just bored or restless. But Logan knew.

"Go pee" he said flatly.

The corners of Logan's mouth twitched up in an evil satisfaction when Virgil's face turned red. He got embarrassed so easily.

"I—I don't—what" Virgil stammered.

Logan sighed, "let's not make a big deal of it, okay? There's nothing to be ashamed of, you can go."

Virgil fiddled with his hoodie strings, "you sure? I mean—you said you wanted this shopping trip to be quick, b-because you have to get to work and I know that you work extremely hard for what you're paid and that you're tired, I don't want to like, hold you up or anything—"

"Virgil" Logan cut him off sharply before he could get too deep in his head. Virgil tensed up and Logan let his voice become a little more gentle, "you know me. I planned this ahead so that there was no possible way i'd be late" he chuckled, "I can wait a couple of minutes for you, I don't mind, really."

Virgil nodded, "okay, thanks. And uh—sorry" he mumbled, before turning to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

Logan shook his head fondly. That wasn't the first time, nor would it be the last time he had to tell Virgil to use the bathroom.

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According to Roman, everything had gone perfectly.

Logan and Virgil had been sharing an apartment with Roman and Remus for about a month, and the twins were able to tell how completely and utterly infatuated they were with each other.

But they knew it would never happen on its own. Virgil had been Roman's friend for the longest time, and Logan Remus's. Of course, they all knew each other as Roman and Remus were twins, but Roman knew Virgil better and Remus knew Logan better.

And upon some further discussion, they came to their conclusion: Logan wouldn't know love if it turned into a sandbag and was chucked full force to the back of his head by a body builder, and Virgil was so incredibly shy and awkward that it hurt Roman to watch him long for his one true love, unable to take that step to ask him out.

So, naturally, Roman kicked Remus out of the apartment and decorated it nice and fancy while Logan and Virgil were out and work. He set up the dining table just for two and prepared a candle lit dinner, with soft, romantic music playing faintly from his set of speakers.

He dimmed the lights and waited for them to get home, and when he watched them walk up to the apartment together, he speed wrote a note, which perfectly explained how he'd set the two of them up.

He left it on the table, before slipping out of the apartment, walking by them casually to meet Remus to go make fun of playboy magazines.

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Even a week later, Virgil  still couldn't believe that Roman's dumb ass was able to get them together.

When they had walked in and read the note, Virgil's face had gone red and anxiety built up in his chest. Logan was going to laugh. He was going to ask if this was some stupid joke, because why the hell would he want to be with Virgil of all people? And then—

Virgil's panic subsided when Logan, without a word, pulled Virgil's chair out for him and made a grand gesture, half mocking Roman and half being the gentleman Virgil knew he was.

Virgil let out a soft giggle that melted Logan's heart and they sat down together and ate. Both of them were pretty tense for a while, before Logan was able to get them into a conversation. They talked for what felt like hours, and the awkwardness went away.

When they finished dinner, they had went to the couch to talk. Logan told Virgil that he wouldn't mind going on a real date, and Virgil told Logan he wouldn't mind either.

"So...are we like. Going to date then?" Virgil asked, his cheeks dusted pink.

"I suppose we are" Logan said, his lips twisted up into a faint smile, "though that didn't count."

"Oh yeah, totally not" Virgil snorted, "that was cheesy as hell, we need to do something stupid like bowling."

"REMUS STOP—" they heard a muffled voice from outside the apartment.

"NO! I BET THEY'RE HAVING SEX ALREADY!"

The moment was ruined, but they were still going to be dating so Virgil was excited.

And that brings us to the week after that night, where sure, things were different now that they were dating—but they hadn't actually done another date, which made Roman and Remus
nervous that both of them were just too awkward to actually make the relationship work.

"Okay" Remus said, "my turn to plan a date. I'm setting them up for their first official date as a couple, and it will be a movie date."

Roman pouted, "really? That's it? Boring! A movie date is the worst date possible, you literally just sit there doing watching a movie? Not talking or getting to know each other."

"Oh, come on it's just to get them alone for a while. They don't even actually have to watch a movie, but it'll lead to something!" Remus argued.

Roman shook his head and sighed, "fine. My date idea was totally better!"

"They didn't even count that as a date" Remus snorted, "this will be their first official date."

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Virgil raised a brow at the note on the fridge. He rolled his eyes after reading it. He handed the note to Logan.

'Dear Lovebirds,

Remus and I have left to go with Patton and Janus to dinner. We have left soda's, snacks and the remote on the coffee table in front of the couch.

Pick out a movie, kick back and have some fun together on your first official date—a movie date!

—Roman.'

"I can get down with this. It's way less cringe then the makeshift candlelit dinner" Virgil smirked, trying to hide his nervousness.

"Hm. Sounds lovely" Logan said, typing out something on his phone, before narrowing his eyes, "sorry, sorry. Distracted with work stuff."

Virgil nodded. Logan could get kinda...irritable when it came to work stuff, "if this is a bad time then we can like, just pretend that we did it."

"Oh, no" Logan said, pocketing his phone, "i'm sorry if I gave off that impression. I'm not, nor will I ever be too busy to spend a night with you."

Virgil's face took on a rosy complexion, "that—that was smooth" he mumbled.

"Yep. I learned everything I know from Roman" Logan shrugged, a faint smile on his lips.

Virgil rolled his eyes, "he gives all his material to other people because he isn't able to pull anyone. Now what movie should we watch?"

"It doesn't matter to me" Logan said, shrugging. He really just wanted to get back on his phone and answer some more emails. But he also wanted to spend the time with Virgil.

"Okay, let's pick one from Remus's watchlist" Virgil said.

"Why Remus's?" Logan asked, an eyebrow raised.

"Because, Roman's are either going to be cartoons, or like, action. Remus's are going to be disturbing, horrifying things, and that's much more interesting" Virgil shrugged.

Logan nodded, "I do enjoy the more disturbing side of things. Graphics are important" he said awkwardly, shoving his hand in his pocket and grasping his phone. Work could wait.

Virgil gave Logan a lazy half smile that melted the man's heart, "Logan. You're literally twitching. If you get on your phone during the movie to handle some work business, I won't be upset. Just hanging with you alone is cool, I probably won't even be paying much attention either."

Logan let out a sigh of relief, though still felt some guilt, "Virgil—"

"No buts, no take backsies i've signed the metaphorical contract" Virgil said, smirking, "just don't work too much. You stress yourself out so easily."

Logan smiled, "thank you, Virgil."

"No problem!" He said, flopping on the couch, "man, doing nothing all day sure is exhausting" he grabbed the remote and began to flip through Remus's watchlist, "i've never even heard of most of these movies" Virgil said, squinting at the screen, as if that would help something click in his brain.

"Megan is Missing? That sounds so...basic" Logan noted.

"I'm all for basic. Let's watch it" Virgil said seriously.

Logan raised a brow, "You're all for basic? Really? Mr. 'I don't count a candle lit dinner as a first date—'"

Virgil scoffed and flicked a piece of popcorn onto Logan, "don't question my ways, just follow them."

Logan let out a small laugh as Virgil anxiously cracked open a can of sprite. He couldn't mess this up.

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Virgil let out a small sigh. Sprite was officially his worst enemy. He needed to make a mental note to take Janus's name off of the number one spot on his hit list later.

He knew he could, and probably should go use the bathroom, but Logan was right there next to him, and they had slowly been inching closer and closer together over the course of forty minutes, and it was peaceful and quiet. When was he going to get another opportunity like this, where the house was bare and they were alone? Not soon.

So, Virgil squeezed his thighs close together and tried to pay more attention to the movie, and the way that he and Logan's fingers were slowly becoming intertwined. He dared to cut his eyes and glance over to Logan'a face. He looked content, one hand in his and the other typing on his phone.

They continued to watch the movie, Logan even looking up from his phone to comment every now and again about how much of a red flag Josh was, and the movie was starting to get the tiniest, little bit intense as their minds started to jump ahead and wonder what was going to happen.

Their eyes were glued to the screen when the last twenty minutes of the movie played. They heard the front door open, both of them hushing Remus and Roman, Logan's phone abandoned.

Remus began cackling as soon as he recognized the movie, and Roman tensed up, "nope. I'm out."

Virgil put a hand over his mouth, and Logan's eyes were wide with shock, "what the hell?" Logan whispered, "this movie was D tier at best three minutes ago."

As the credits began to roll, both sat there traumatized.

"Next movie" Logan muttered, "A Serbian Film?"

"Hell no, i'm not watching anything else from Remus's watchlist tonight, let's watch the Caillou christmas special or something" Virgil said.

Logan gave him a dry look, "really?"

"I'm dead serious" Virgil said, narrowing his eyes.

"Okay, fine but we aren't watching cartoons."

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By the time the second film was halfway over, Logan had finished all of his work emails and gotten a good amount of his paperwork done. He turned his phone off and wrapped an arm around Virgil, pulling him close.

Virgil shifted, and Logan thought that he was just trying to get into a more comfortable position. But when he looked down, he noticed that Virgil had his thighs pressed together tightly, and was crouched over.

He raised a brow. Virgil must not have been feeling well, if the grimace on his face was anything to go by. He shrugged it off and stared at the movie screen, trying to allow himself to get sucked into the film.

It was hard to do that though, when Virgil kept on making distracting movements. Sure, the movements were few and far apart, but Logan was really good at picking up body language, even Virgil's subtle movements attracted his attention.

So, he sat up a little straighter and paused the movie, "Virgil, are you alright?"

He heard a crashing noise from above, and snapped his head up. Dust came flying out of the ceilings vent, and Logan rolled his eyes. Remus.

"I'm fine" Virgil said tightly, his lips pressed together in a thin line.

"Virgil" Logan said gently, "no you aren't. What's going on, do you feel sick?" He watched his boyfriend for a few seconds longer, before finally realizing the problem when Virgil tensed his thighs.

Ah. He had to pee. Logan should have guessed, "do you have to...use the restroom, Virgil?"

Virgil nodded sharply.

"Oh. Well, you can go" Logan chuckled, "I won't get upset."

Virgil tensed a little bit, "I...can't."

Logan's voice turned softer, "Yes, you can. I promise you won't be ruining anything, alright?"

"No" Virgil said quietly, rocking his hips back and forth, "that's not the problem."

"Then what is?" Logan questioned.

Virgil let out a puff of air, "I can't get up."

Logan quirked an eyebrow, "you...can't get up?" He asked slowly.

"If I get up it's going to come out!" Virgil hissed, before his body betrayed him and he let out a leak. He whimpered, shoving his hands between his legs, "Logan I am so sorry, I just didn't want to ruin the moment, or make you have to pause the movie, a-and I have to go so bad this isn't even funny—"

"Virgil, Virgil! Hey, don't get so upset" Logan said quickly, "come on, we can make it to the bathroom, okay? It's not very far. Here, come on you can make it."

Virgil nodded, clearly panicking, "okay, okay okay" Logan stuck out his hand and he took it, getting up shakily.

His legs trembled as he made his way to the bathroom. When they finally got there, Virgil nearly collapsed. The door was closed and locked, and he the sound of the shower running, and heard the faint sound of Roman singing.

"No" Virgil whimpered. It was one of Roman's three hour musical showers, "Logan, Lo" He said, his voice breathy and faint, "I c-can't. I can't hold it."

Logan's eyes blew wide. He knew that even if he knocked, and Roman got out, there wouldn't be enough time. Virgil wouldn't be able to make it. So, he pulled Virgil's arm, "come on" he said.

"W-where are we going?!" Virgil yelped, holding himself tightly and trying to keep up with Logan. They were in the middle of the living room when Virgil's knees buckled and he slipped to the ground.

"Virgil?" Logan asked, his eyes wide and his voice barely audible.

"I can't" he panted, "it's—" his breath hitched and his body tensed. His voice was deathly quiet, "It's coming out."

And Logan had never ran so quickly in his life. Within seconds, Logan had returned with two big, fluffy towels.

Logan handed Virgil the towels, "put this between your legs, and go. Ot's okay Virgil, you can go. Please, you're going to hurt yourself."

Virgil nodded, letting out a shaky sigh, and shoving one if the towels between his legs. Immediately, he let out a whimper and started to go full force. His sweatpants were soaked through within seconds. And it was audible—god, was it audible—the hiss of the release was loud, but it was nothing compared to the noises he was making.

Logan could see the towel getting darker and darker as the seconds ticked by, and within a minute, it was completely soaked, and Virgil was still going.

Virgil replaced the soaked towel with the new one, cutting his stream off abruptly as he did so, and letting out a deep sigh. His stream came back with just as much force as before, and as Logan ran off with the soaking wet towel to pop in the wash, he noticed that the shower had turned off.

Oh no.

If Roman saw Virgil like this, Virgil would never speak to Roman again. In a flash, he was back in the common area, where Virgil was, the towel bunched up tightly between his legs. There were tears running down Virgil's face, "Logan, I am so sorry, I ruined everything, I understand if you don't want to date me anymore, I am such a baby why am I so disgusting and pathetic?!"

"Virgil, baby, no. You are not disgusting, you are not a baby, and you are definitely not pathetic. Alright?" Logan said seriously. Virgil sniffled and nodded, and Logan continued, "good. Now, Roman is finished with his shower, and we need to get you to your room before he opens the door and sees you like this, okay?"

Virgil nodded, his face a deep red. But he made no move to get up.

"Are you...um. Are you still going?" Logan asked awkwardly.

Virgil nodded stiffly.

"That's okay. It's alright, just finish up, okay?" Logan said.

Fifteen seconds later, Logan was helping Virgil up, and the man'a legs were wobbling, "ohhh my gosh, I can't. I feel so light" he muttered.

Logan helped Virgil to his room, and was quick to get him situated, "okay, take your pants and underwear off, i'll put them in the wash. When Roman gets out, i'll run you a bath, okay?"

Virgil nodded, "okay...and uh, Lo?"

"Yes, Virgil?" Logan asked as he turned to leave.

"Thanks you so much" Virgil said.

"No problem. I'd do anything for you" Logan smiled gently, "now i'm going to get the other towel and put it in the wash. Love you."

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