Title: Longing
Pairings/Characters: Julian/Logan, Julian Larson, Logan Wright
Warnings: None
Summary: Absolutely tiny little ficlet thing a wrote when I decided to attempt Jogan. I may never write Jogan again xD
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. The lovely CP Coulter graced us with these characters, I just like messing around with them a little.
He wasn't supposed to be there at all. If Logan knew he was there, listening, well he didn't really know for sure what he would do.
Julian watched as Logan's fingers danced along the piano, his voice chiming in with the soft melody. It was beautiful. So, so beautiful but still so sad. The song was slow and the melody seemed so somber.
Julian shuffled on his feet, looking down for a moment before holding the door open just a crack more. He watched Logan's fingers move along the keys entranced. Logan sang of heartbreak, of longing to be with the one he loved but knowing it could never be. Julian felt a pang in his chest because he knew that far too well.
So many times, he'd closed his eyes at night only to see beautiful green ones staring back at him. He'd dreamt of running his hands through that blonde hair. He'd dreamt of pressing their lips together, imagining his to be so soft. He'd dreamt that one day he'd hear those three words spill from Logan's lips and for them to be for him.
Yet still, here he was. Same old story. The friend that he would never look twice at. It tore him up inside to think about it. Silently, Julian closed the door, taking a shuddering breath and slipping on his sunglasses, making his way back to his dorm.