Note: I will probably, most likely, most definitely update It Gets Better later today. I'm pretty sure that it will be updated a lot faster now that I go through that stupid boring chapter of death that took a week to write. –grumbles to self-
Anyway, hope you guys like this hideously short one-shot. Talk to you after el cuento!
Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush. Frankly, you wouldn't want me to.
The front door of apartment 2J opened slowly, creaking the faintest bit as it was pushed open. Two heads popped into the dark apartment, checking to see if anyone was awake. Checking his watch, the shorter boy saw that it was one in the morning. Tad bit late.
"Let's be quiet so your mom doesn't freak out, Kendall." The shorter boy whispered as he tiptoed inside, pausing in front of the kitchen to make sure nobody was there.
"Right. Where are James and Carlos, Logan?" Kendall, the taller boy, questioned, following Logan quietly.
"Probably asleep." Logan guessed as he turned around to face the living room. He stepped lightly onto the carpet, deliberately dodging the one floorboard that creaked when you stepped on it. His eyes narrowed as he tried to see through the dark and he almost had a heart attack when he saw a dark figure on the couch.
Kendall must have seen how rigid Logan's whole form went and was at his best friend's side in an instant. Taking a step towards the figure, Kendall tilted his head to the side with confusion as he heard muffled snores coming from the figure.
"I can't see." Kendall stated obviously and Logan rolled his eyes. Walking over to the dim lamp beside the couch, Logan pulled on the string and it clicked. The light barely covered three feet but they could finally make out who was on the couch.
James was lying on the couch, his back facing them. His breathing was slow and light, an obvious sign that we was fast asleep. Lying between James and the back of the couch was Carlos. He had his arms curled up against his body and he was pressing against James' chest, his face pressed into the fabric of James' shirt. James had his arms wrapped around Carlos' waist, holding him close as if to protect the shorter boy from anything that might harm him. James' right leg was resting in between Carlos' own legs, as if to seek for warmth rather than to seduce.
Logan and Kendall somehow managed to stifle their 'awwwee's and Logan quickly turned off the light. They stood their a moment, their eyes finally adjusted to the darkness as they watched their two best friends sleep.
"Finally." Logan breathed, rolling his eyes and earning a laugh from Kendall. "I'm serious. It's about time that they got together."
"I know. Now lets get to bed before we wake up the entire apartment." Logan nodded in agreement as they headed off to their rooms, leaving the two boys on the couch.
As the two boys walked away, a smile appeared on James' lips as he tightened his hold on Carlos' waist. Yes, it was about time.
Note: That. Was. So. Short. I'm sorry, please don't hate me? I just suddenly had this urge to write a quick and snappy story about some cuddling between Jarlos. Hope you guys liked it, even though it was obnoxiously short.
Also, is it bad that if I met Big Time Rush in real life, I would probably laugh. Really hard. And then leave without a word? Don't ask me why, I just would.
Kendall: Awwwwwwwwe
Logan: You sound like a girl when you go 'awwwwwwe'
James: Cuddling is nice. You guys should try it sometime –winks-
Kendall: No thanks
Logan: What? Why not?
Kendall: Because I don't cuddle. I smother. –tackles Logie-
Carlos: Awwwwwwwwwekdslbgsdlgm