SweetSpicySaff
I am very sorry for the wait! Depression, ya' know?

Warnings: Remus, swearing, slight sadness

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Logan was simply in his room, doing an experiment. He was attempting to make a perfume for Roman, as a thank you for helping him with his emotions.

Everything was going perfectly fine, until Remus wandered in. The man smirked and plopped himself onto Logan's lap.

Logan sighed, used to his behavior, as he adjusted his glasses. "Yes, Remus?"

"I'm bored!~" he pouted, drawing out the 'o'.

"Then go find something to entertain yourself with."

"I've tried! But no one wants to hang out with me!~ They're all busy doing boring stuff. What are you doing?! That looks cool!"

Logan sighed. "I'm attempting to make a perfume for Roman.

"Ooo~ Gotta crush on him, or something?~"

You do not understand how much I wanted to put, "Wouldn't you like to know, Weather Boy?"

"No, I do not. It is simply a thank you for helping me with my emotions."

"Like romantic ones?~" Remus teased on.

"Yes." Logan responded simply, going back to the jars and vials of liquids.

"You should make him a jizz scented one!"

"Now why would I do that?"

Remus shrugged with a smirk. He pushed something over, creating a deep dark blue, almost black cloud. "No- Remus!" But it was too late.

Logan look up at Remus, glaring at him- well, as best as he could since he was now a raven. Remus cackled. "Oh- oh god this is amazing!" He giggled.

"No it isn't! I'll be stuck like this for two hours!"

"Aww~ What's wrong with being bird, Lo?~"

"First off-! Hey... You can understand me?"

Remus shrugged. "Seems like it to me." Logan sighed.

"We need to fix this!"

"Why?" Remus pouted.

"Because I can't remain a raven, Remus!" Logan cawed. Remus giggled.

"It's hard to take you seriously-"

"Remus! Focus!"

"Right, sorry."

Logan sighed heavily. He hoped around his desk as he tried to think of a solution. Remus smirked at Logan, finding the whole thing quite amusing. "Now I suppose we could-"

"Hey! What if we just hung out!"

"Remus, I am a bird, I'd rather fix this-"

"If you hang out with me, I'll help you." He smirked. Logan sighed heavily.

"Fine... what would you like to do?" He asked, sitting down on the desk and looking up at him.

"Let's talk!"

"Okay..?"

The conversation first started off with Remus telling morbid facts, such as how when a man dies, he will get a final erection. And Logan would nod, and cite evidence on how it was correct, or incorrect.

"You ever get lonely?" Remus randomly asked after talking about how the first confirms were made from a sheep and/or a goat's bladder.

Logan blinked up, unfazed by the subject change. "Well, yes. I suppose I do. I believe everyone does from time to time."

"Romantically even?"

"Maybe not all people, as there are people who are aromantic." Logan stated.

"I meant, do you?"

Logan nodded. "Yes, I do. That is actually what I wanted to talk to Roman about."

"Oh... so you do like him..."

"No, not romantically." Logan chirped. He then glanced up at him. "I do like another."

"Oh yeah? Who's that? Patton? Janus?"

"No, that would be you."

Remus nearly choked on his spit.(like how he wants to choke on Logan's-) "Wait- what? Me, as in... me?! How the hell-"

"I don't know why. But I do. And it is alright if you don't feel the same way-"

"Logan, of fucking course I feel the same way! Why do you think I was so upset when I thought you liked Roman?! I thought you were the smart one!"

"You were upset-?"

Remus then hugged the bird close, but gently. Logan smiled as much as he could as a bird. They stayed like that for a moment, before Logan started to change back.

Logan squeaked as he landed in Remus' lap. They looked at each other. "How the tables have turned-" Remus smirked, but got cut off by Logan giving his cheek a small peck.

"Thank you." Remus went red, not used to the more fluffy kind of attention.

"No- no problem."

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