Thanks for reading! This is my first Kogan story, but I hope I did the Kogan Fandom justice! I appreciate reviews!

Oh, if there is an "i" missing in my text, I apologize. On my keyboard, the "i" acts up.

Title comes from the song "Intermission" by Big Time Rush.

I do not own anything related to Big Time Rush. Because, honey, if I did, there would be no need for fanfiction! It'd be the script!

Chapter 1

"Ah!"

"Oh my God!"

Logan hastily slammed the bathroom door and ran to their shared room. When he got there, he collapsed onto his bed. After a moment, he let out a shaky breath. What the hell just happened?

In Apartment 2J, there were four bedrooms and two bathrooms. James and Carlos shared one, Kendall and Logan shared one, and Mrs. Knight and Katie got their own. The boys had one bathroom and the girls had the other. As you could guess, the girl's bathroom was clean. The boy's was not. But that wasn't the problem here.

Logan had thought that he was the only one home that was awake. James and Carlos were down at the pool. Mrs. Knight and Katie were at a movie. And Kendall… after hours of moping on the vibrant orange couch, he had moved to their bedroom, locking Logan out.

Jo had left for New Zealand yesterday.

The moment the boys had left the airport, Kendall was silent. When they had gotten back to the Palm Woods, Kendall had slowly migrated to the couch and stayed there for quite a while. Then he had moved to the shared bedroom when the guys tried talking to him. Mrs. Knight tried too, but she knew her son. He would talk when he was ready.

So, Logan had been locked out since yesterday evening. James and Carlos thought that this was unfair, and told Logan he could sleep in their room. Logan had said no, he'd sleep on the couch. Maybe Kendall would let him in later.

At about 9 p.m. Logan had tried again to get in. He leaned against the door, listening. His heart broke when he heard the soft sobs. Logan would never admit it out loud, but he loved his best friend. He had contemplated these feelings for a long time. Logan always clung on to Kendall back in Minnesota, but he didn't realize he was gay until high school. When they became a band, he had bottled up those feelings. How could he be a role model to little children if he were gay?

Logan's father, Jeremy, was homophobic, not that it mattered. His parents had gotten a divorce when he was real young. He only talked to his father on occasion.

And, the icing on this pain cake, Kendall was definitely straight. He and Jo had been dating for a long time. They were still technically dating, even though everyone knew that wouldn't last. If Logan told him that he had deep feelings for him… He couldn't even think of the horror.

Plus, he had Camille. Just because he had no feelings for her, that didn't mean he could break her heart. Logan hated leading her on, but it was the perfect cover-up.

The brunette slid down the door, holding his knees. He had fallen asleep like that. After a while, he had woken up, sore from the position. That's when he had moved to the couch.

All next day, Kendall had stayed in the room. Logan remained in the apartment while everyone else moved on. They had given up trying to comfort him.

That night, Logan tried reading his book, but he just couldn't get into it. That was a problem. He kept drifting in and out of sleep, but thoughts of Kendall heart-broken kept floating to his mind. So, he had gotten up to go to the bathroom. The door had been slightly open and the lights were on. He had muttered something like "damn it, Carlos, turn the light off next time…" He had opened the door, undoing his fly.

And that's when Logan saw Kendall in his full, naked glory.

That wasn't the first time Logan had seen Kendall naked. The guys changed in front of each other all of the time. But this was different. Kendall was glistening from the warm water. His hair was straight and dark. Years of suppressing his feelings for this boy went out the window. Logan stood there for a moment before the blond noticed that the door was fully opened.

"Ah!" the naked boy yelled in shock, scrabbling for a towel.

"Oh my God!" Logan yelled back, slamming the door.

After Logan replayed what just happened in his head, his checks burned red. How could he stare at Kendall like that? Surely his best friend would find out for sure what was going on. Then what? This was exactly why he had made sure these feelings would never resurface. Great, now he was a failure. How could this have a happy ending?

Logan's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door opening slowly. Kendall walked in, covered with a towel. Logan pretended to be asleep, although fully clothed.

"Logan?" Kendall whispered. When Logan didn't dare to respond, Kendall started to put his pajamas on.

Logan couldn't help but look. He mentally scolded himself for staring for the second time in 5 minutes. He shouldn't be looking at a person clearly still in pain from his heartbreak, and in shock after what just occurred. But at that point, he couldn't look away. These stares weren't just in affection, but also in awe. Kendall was perfect in Logan's mind. His body was slender and tall. The locks of his hair were all messed up from the good-turned-bad shower.

Stop it! Logan shouted at himself. This will never turn into anything!

Kendall turned around, making Logan shut his eyes. He listened to his crush's movement. Silence dominated for a single moment before a sob shattered it.

They were soft at first, barely there. Then they expressed the pain that the blond was going through.

With that, Logan got up; he couldn't take it anymore. Gradually, he walked over to the bed.

"Shh, Kendall, it's okay…"

The blond looked up at him, those green orbs sparkling. "How can it be okay?" he questioned softly. Then he collapsed into Logan's arms.

Logan had only ever seen Kendall breakdown a handful of times. He was also quite sure that Kendall only showed Logan these times of weakness. Kendall was the fearless leader who picked people up when they were down. Kendall always had a plan. Kendall always knew what to do and how to fix a bad situation.

The last time Logan saw Kendall like this was the hardest.

Logan started to remember those bittersweet memories when Kendall pulled him even closer.

"Logan, I'm a horrible person…" Kendall said into Logan's shoulder.

This statement confused the brunette. He pulled his crush's face to his own. "No, you're not. You're the best person I know. You're practically perfect!"

Kendall looked away, arms still wrapped around his best friend. "I'm far from perfect." He got off the boy and pushed himself to the other side of the bed. "I'm a monster."

Logan was silent. What could Kendall have possibly done to make him think that? It must be horrendous. Not wanting to ask, they sat in the dark silence for a moment.

Finally, Kendall mumbled, "Jo and I were never together. It was all a lie."

Logan gaped at the speaker, eyes wide. He quickly shut his mouth, trying not to discourage Kendall from talking.

Talking with his head down, Kendall started again. "Jo was a cover-up. We've been pretending to date this whole time. I used her. She let me use her! Dating would look good for both of us. I was dating an actress, she was dating a singer. It was perfect! Well, it was until she took that job in New Zealand…"

The genius stayed inaudible while gathering his thoughts. "You two weren't really dating? All those dates, all those kisses, were a lie?" Logan gasped, "You said you two had sex!" Swiftly, he put his hand over his mouth. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to be rude. But you said…?"

"I made all of that up. We started out just staying in her apartment and talking. Then she started seeing this guy, Mason. So when we'd go somewhere, I hung back while they got to know each other. Mason got the lead role in Chauncey Jackson & the Magic Gallows. He's the reason Jo got her part."

"Wait, I'm confused. Why pretend to date her? You said it looks good, but that can't be the only reason." A short pause, then, "why are you so upset if you didn't love her?" Logan bit his lip. Kendall looked distraught and embarrassed. "I'm sorry, sometimes I'm insensitive when I'm analyzing."

"No," Kendall stated, attempting to smile, "you have a right to know. I lied straight to your face."

He tried working up to it, looking away from the older boy. Logan sat there, waiting as patiently as he could. Horrible things were running through his head. Why would he pretend? Had Kendall been doing drugs? Did he owe her money?

He cleared his throat. "Well, Mostly I'm pretending to be upset. But part of me is that distressed. She was the perfect plot to keep the real me from coming out."

Logan did a double take. "Kendall, I've known you since 3rd grade. Who's the real you?"

The blond turned his whole body away. After a moment he breathed, "Logan, I'm gay."

More silence.

"Kendall, that's it? I mean, I did not see that coming, but…"

The distraught man glared, tears streaming. "That's it? That's it! You have no idea how hard it is to want something you can't have!"

"Well, actually, I-"

"Every day I see him and want to tell him how I feel, but I can't! You have no idea…"

Logan stayed there, not knowing what to say. Kendall had just described how he felt about the blond. Maybe now was a good time to share his confession.

Kendall started to get off of the bed, but Logan grabbed his arm. He pulled him in close as his own eyes started to water.

"Kendall, I'm gay, too."

The green eyes looked up at his own chocolate brown. "Really? I never saw that…"

"Yeah," Logan breathed out, "you're the first person I've told."

Kendall's eyes still sparkled. "Only Jo and Mason know."

This time, the silence was broken with laughter. "So you're also using someone as a cover-up? And you're scolding me about it? Maybe we're both insane."

Logan looked away. "No, I'm worse. Camille doesn't know. I feel terrible, but it makes no one suspect."

Kendall nodded into his shoulder. "How long have you known?"

The brunette stopped breathing. Should he tell him? But Kendall just mentioned something about liking another guy. If he liked Logan he would have said something. So, he answered vaguely, "back in Minnesota. I had a crush on someone in high school."

"Aw!" Kendall replied, "Did you ever tell him?"

Logan shook his head no, laughing over the irony in his head. "It would have been too complicated."

Kendall knew exactly what he meant. Realizing his best friend understood him, his face lit up.

The two still clung to each other like their bodies were life support. They needed each other, even though right now they seemed content just knowing they were the same. Or maybe they were too scared of what would happen next. Time flew by lying there, listening to the beatings of their hearts. But after a while, that wasn't enough.

This malicious question was gnawing at Logan's stomach. In the darkness, he whispered, "So what about the person you were talking about earlier?"

Kendall chuckled. "Logie…"

He smiled at his old nickname. "Yes, Kendall?"

Before any more words were spoken, Kendall pulled Logan's lips to his own.

Logan froze, mind blank. Then he slowly relaxed, letting the rhythm sync in. They were both entering new territory. Both were experienced kissers, but only with females. Kissing Kendall was different – in a good way.

Kendall smiled in between kisses. "Logan, it's you. It was always you."

That's when things got heated. Kendall grazed his tongue around the bottom of Logan's lip, sending shivers down both of their spines. Hands started roaming.

Soon, Kendall was straddling the older boy, fighting for dominance. Logan let him win, lost in his own mind. He felt the pressure in his pants, throbbing with every kiss, every move. But when Kendall started taking off his shirt, Logan froze.

"Kendall, stop. Please."

Silently, they shared one more kiss before Kendall got off of the genius.

Logan started to climb off of the bed, but Kendall stopped hm. "Sleep with me," he murmured.

The brunette smiled. "I was planning on it."

Hope you enjoyed! Chapter 2 will be up sometime this week!