A/N: Jogan... I don't own the characters (CP Coulter) or the music (Darren Criss).

A Dumb Human:

It is a rare sight. Maybe that's why he's attracted to it? Magnetising, pulling him nearer.

Those soft pink lips, gently stretched. That face, framed by blonde hair, lighting up. Green eyes, gently closed.

Yes, watching Logan Wright smile is Julian Larson's favourite pastime.

What? It just makes Logan look so... radiant.

He hasn't seen it since Blaine joint... But here it is again, as he strums on a guitar and sings a song to himself.

I feel like a loser...

I feel like I lost.

I feel like I'm not sure if

I feel anything at all.

But believe me, I'm not helpless,

I just need someone to love,

So my situations rough,

And that just makes me a dumb human like you.

And Julian knows he's not supposed to be there, peeking into hisroom. And he knows how Lo hates it when anyone disturbs his singing (Except, maybe Blaine.) But he joins in anyway. When Logan stops singing, he feels like banging his head against the wall, but there's no going back.

I feel like a short stop,

Along third base.

I may just help you but

I still don't like his face.

But believe me, I'm not hostile,

I just want to hear you laugh

When I'm sarcastic like that,

And that just makes me a dumb human like you.

And the lyrics are just so apt that he feels like crying,goddamnit! When he heard the song the first time, he had walked out of the room, face blank. Because it is hissong, to Lo, and this is just like his dreams.. so much that he doesn't even realise that he's changed the lyrics* just a teeny bit and then ohfuckfuckfuck, Logan is walking towards him, opening his mouth to continue singing...

Why do I have this incredible need to stand up and sing,

Please pay attention.

Its the last thing that I need make myself see you well,

That 'aint my intention... No.

I feel like an artist,

Who's lost his touch,

He likes himself in his art,

But not his art too much.

And isn't Julian an artist too, in a way? He acts. And Lo's always said his movies are good. And they are. But then there's the acting. Acting like he's straight. Actinglike he isn't in love with one of his best friends. Actinglike he doesn't care when Logan is all over Blaine fucking Anderson. Actinglike he isn't affected by Logan standing next to him, arm around his shoulders, a grin on his face. He acts. He hates acting.

But believe me,

I've got something I just don't know how to say,

That I'm just fine with the way,

With the way that I'm moving,

But that just makes me a dumb human,

That just makes me... That makes me a human...

...Like you...

And that's it, thatsit, Julian has to get out,stick his broken heart together. He just has to escape this...thing.

"Thanks so much, Jules! I was practising it for Blaine, I'm sure he'll love it." Logan pats him on the back, smiling the smile he saves only for Julian. He runs out of Stuart House.

And Julian can't take it anymore. He removes his cell phone from his pocket. Replies to the e-mail sent to him a few days ago.

'I'd love to. No need to send me the script. Will be there for shooting in around six hours.'

As he sits in the plane. All he can think about Lo's eyes, Lo's hair, Lo's smile.

And that just makes me a dumb human like, you.

A/N: *Original is-

I feel like a short stop,

Along third base.

I may just help you but

I still don't like your face.

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