Logan pov:
I woke up in my bed with roman next to me. I checked to see if we had any clothes on. We didn't. God this is embarrassing, I get up and get dressed. I also dress roman to make him think we didn't do anything.

Roman's pov:
I wake up, with my ass in pain. As I look around I saw logan putting on his top. I blush at logan's Abbs, he is just the perfect human being isn't he? I could just stare at him all day. Wait, if logan is putting on his shirt, my ass hurts, oh god we f⃦u⃦c⃦k⃦e⃦d⃦.. "did we errr do anything last night?" I didn't notice it at the time but I was blushing, bright red. "yes we seemed to of had intercorse" I blush more. At least we got to one another more. Heh.

Logan's pov:
I hope my boyfriend/room mate, virgil wasn't home. If he was then I am in deeeeeeeeeep shit.

(A/N; sorry its a short paragraph, homework and shit held me back heh, word count:165 i think)