First Published: June 25th 2017

Pairing: analogical

Genre: hurt/comfort, slight fluff

Word Count: 660

Warnings: bad day ?

Summary: Any bad day can be fixed with a slow dance, Anxiety thinks.

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Anxiety tried to hide it – he did, he swore – except Logan was too tuned into his emotions now for him to get away with something like this. His boyfriend had found him in his room, willing himself not to cry, after a stupid fight. It had been a rough day for both of them, and with tensions flying high like they were, it was a little too easy to give into the urge to squabble over a meaningless thing. Nonetheless, Logic found Anx and both of them apologised. They had decided that perhaps it would be best to spend the rest of the day lounging around on the bed and each side readily agreed.

"Logan?" Anxiety asked, head resting on the logical side's shoulders, eyes fluttering shut as his back was rubbed in soothing circles.

"Mmm?" Logic murmured. He pressed a quick kiss to Anxiety's hair. "What is it, love?"

"This is really dumb –" Logan frowned, but allowed Anx to continue, "but could you sing for me? I love your voice, even though I know you don't like it...  I don't know, it was a dumb idea, forget I said anything."

Logan shook his head. "My silence was not a 'no'. Don't put yourself down like that, Anxiety. If it makes you happy, then of course I'll sing for you. Please do not judge me too harshly on my performance as I've never been too good at-"

"You just told me not to put myself down."

Adjusting his glasses, Logic nodded. "You're right. Here goes nothing, then." He cleared his throat and begun to sing, already having a song in mind.

"Slowly fading away, you're lost and so afraid, where is the hope in a world so cold? Looking for a distant light, someone who could save a life, you're living in fear that no one will hear your cries."

Anxiety recognised it from all the times he had played it himself, and mouthed the next line.

"Can you save me now?"

Logan moved off the bed, pulling Anx with him. Confused, he stood up, and stumbled into Logic's arms.

"I am with you. I will carry you through it all. I won't leave you, I will catch you when you feel like letting go, 'cause you're not, you're not alone."

Before he could stop himself, the darker side leant his head on Logan's shoulders again, willing himself not to cry. His boyfriend was being so sweet. Especially when he felt Lo grabbing one of his hands and his waist, and suddenly they were dancing.

"Your heart is full of broken dreams, just a fading memory, and everything's gone but the pain carries on. Lost in the rain again – when will it ever end? The arms of relief seem so out of reach, but I, I am here."

With those words, Logan tightened his grip on Anxiety and they turned slowly. "I love you," he whispered, pausing for a moment to kiss him.

"I love you too," Anxiety mumbled, a blush dusting his cheeks.

The chorus passed by all too quickly as they simply held each other.

"And I'll be your hope when you feel like it's over. And I will pick you up when your whole world shatters. And when you're finally in my arms, look up and see love has a face."

As he sung the lyrics, he made sure that Anxiety knew he meant every damn word as he brushed away his lover's tears. He kissed him again and again, suddenly full of the illogical emotion he had come to appreciate. Anxiety was good for him, and Logan could only hope that he would be good enough too.

Their dancing came to an end, but Anxiety clutched Logic like he was his lifeline.

And I will be your hope,

You're not alone,

And I will pick you up.

And I will be your hope.

And I will be your hope.

"You will always be my hope."