Disclaimer: Glee belongs to FOX and RIB and Dalton as depicted in here and Julian and Logan, as well as all other of the Dalton boys mentioned belong to the lovely CP Coulter.
Warnings: May contain spoilers for Dalton if you haven't read everything, or spoilers from Plurk.
Derek, Logan and Julian were lying in their respective beds, in their respective dormrooms, all propped up in their own preferred position in front of their laptops, talking to each other over skype.
Julian was lying on his back, holding his laptop up on his chest, Derek was lying on his side, having put his laptop on its side as well and Logan had just put his laptop in front of him, propped up on his elbows.
Neither of them would admit it, but ever since the whole ordeal with Adam had gone down, they felt slight anxiety when they went to bed without knowing whether the others were alright, without having them around. Considering that they couldn't just share a bed all the time, they had decided upon the second best solution.
They were happily chatting away about this and that, Derek and Logan drifting off into a discussion about whether fencing or soccer was more badass, when suddenly they heard a weird crackling sound and then a dull *thump*.
The two boys jumped, looking around, before looking back at their screens. Derek smiled softly as he saw that the noises had been caused by Julian falling asleep, his laptop falling on his face.
"Aww looks like the Cheshire was tire…" he broke off when he realized that Logan had disappeared. "What the…?" he asked, slightly confused.
He wondered what had happened, asking himself whether he should sneak up to Logan's room to check on him, but his thought process was interrupted when he noticed movement on the Julian part of his screen. His smile widened as he watched the scene that was unfolding in front of him.
Logan had walked over to Julian's room, and was now carefully plucking the laptop of the actor's chest and face, placing it on his bedside table. He then made sure the brunet was lying in a comfortable position, before pulling his blanket over him.
For a while Logan just sat on the side of Julian's bed, seemingly forgetting that Derek could still see them, before leaning down, brushing soft brown locks out of Julian's face, before leaning down to place a gentle kiss on the slight frown on Julian's forehead.
Derek watched as the frown disappeared, and made way for an almost smile, as Julian let out a soft sound and curled up in on himself a little further. Logan stayed next to him for a while, before he disappeared again and made his way back into his own room.
As Logan reappeared in front of his own camera, the two friends that had remained awake shared a small, understanding smile, before they picked up their conversation where it had left off.
"In fencing we fight each other with actual swords Derek, soccer just cannot compete with…"
"Oh shut it Wright, those pigstickers hardly count as swords and anyways you hardly even touch, in soccer on the other hand…"
End Notes: Tiny little Stuart Trio friendship fluff :)
I hope you liked it :)