A/N: Hello everyone! I know it's pretty soon to be starting another story, but two of my stories are coming to end very soon and I've had this idea for a while now so I figured now was a good chance to get the ground running on my newest story!

This story was inspired by a book I read a few months ago. It has some one-sided Kames, but it'll mainly be focused on Kogan, meaning this will be my first Kogan story!

I hope you all enjoy!


Chapter 1

"You're getting better at this." I breathed out as we took a little break.

"Yeah… I guess all that practicing is finally starting to pay off." Logan responded, trying to catch his breath.

We had decided to have a little friendly hockey match to kill some time since neither of us really had anything to do. We also decided that it would be best to start back practicing since neither of us have really played in a while.

"But not enough to beat me. I wasn't even giving one hundred percent." I responded in a teasing tone to show that I was just messing with him since in all honesty, he had definitely improved. He wasn't quite at my level yet, but he was getting good enough to give me a little challenge.

"I noticed. What were you thinking about anyway? You seemed pretty distracted." He said.

Coincidently, as soon as the question left his lips, my distraction chose that exact moment to show up.

"Hey Jay!" I said, not able to fight the smile that tugged at my lips at the sight of the brunet.

"Hey." He said as he headed inside to the living room, with Logan and I following. "I grabbed lunch. You guys hungry?" He asked, lifting the two large pizzas in his hand.

I nodded, not taking my eyes off of him as sat the pizzas down on the table. With just over six feet of solid muscle and a smile that put the sun to shame, it wasn't difficult for anyone to figure out why James could be an occasional distraction. Whenever he walked into a room, I sometimes had trouble remembering my own name. But it didn't matter how many pointed looks I gave or the not-so-subtle flirting I did, I couldn't change the fact that James was straight. Despite that little fact, it didn't stop me from wishing for a sudden change of heart.

"Always." Logan said, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"Awesome." James said, giving us a bright smile. "Do you know if Carlos is home? I was thinking the four of us could go for a round of hockey."

"He's not." Logan said, getting ready to continue when I quickly jumped in.

"But we can still do that." I said, ignoring the look Logan was giving me.

"Sounds good. One on one with a referee?" James asked.

"Two against one sounds better." Logan suggested, his expression turning seductive as he eyed James, which I couldn't help but inwardly chuckle at. It was always fun to mess with the brunet.

I watched as James blushed before backing away a step, pizza help up in front of him like a shield.

"I don't think two against one would fair." He said.

"I think you're big enough to handle the both of us." I said. "I'd certainly be willing to give it a shot."

"We promise it won't hurt." Logan chimed in.

"Speak for yourself." I said, seductively licking my lips.

James opened his mouth to speak before shutting it quickly and shaking his head. "You're impossible." He said before heading into the kitchen, taking the pizza with him.

I smiled as I stood up, following him into the kitchen. As I approached, James closed the refrigerator door with his foot, bottles of water in each hand.

"You really don't have to take us both on. I'll be happy to play with you alone." I said.

"I'm sure you would." He muttered, placing the bottles of water on the table. "I don't think Lucy would appreciate the competition though."

"Who said she has to know? I bet there's a lot of things you don't tell her." I said, walking across the kitchen until I was close enough to reach out and trace the slight line of stubble on his jaw. "You know I can keep a secret." I added with my voice low. "I can do a lot of things you'd like."

I stared at him for a long moment, watching as he stared right back at me. After a few seconds, he leaned down next to my ear.

"Not even close. Good try though." He whispered, a smirk tugging at his lips as he turned to grab paper plates from the cabinet.

"You can't blame him for trying." Logan said from the doorway. "You're not exactly beating him off."

"Ooh, that sounds like a plan." I said.

James rolled his eyes as he placed the plates on the island in the center of the kitchen and pulled out a stool to sit on.

"Stop." He said to me before turning to Logan. "You guys are my friends. I don't care if you get a kick out of saying whatever you want when no one else can hear-"

"He like the attention as is too afraid to admit he's turned on." I said to Logan, cutting James off in the process. I watched as Logan rolled his eyes before nodding and grabbing a plate.

"But," James spoke up, returning our attention to him. "You both know you don't have the smallest chance with me."

"You don't have to say anything in front of Loges," I began. "I know I'm wearing you down."

"Of course you are." James muttered, a small smile tugging at his lips as Logan took a seat on one of the stools before opening up a box of pizza.

"James, it's alright. If Ken wants his delusions for comfort at night, he can have them. I'll be here when you're ready." Logan said with a teasing smile.

"If you're both so hard up for someone, why don't you just skip the middle man and date each other? I think you'd be good together." James said as he handed us bottles of water before reaching for the other pizza box.

"Just because we're both gay doesn't mean we're automatically attracted to each other." I said while grabbing a slice of pizza from the box in front of Logan.

"I didn't say you were." James said. "You just-"

"Plus, Kendall can't handle a man like me." Logan said as he took a bite of pizza, cutting James off. "He gets off on going after men who he knows he can't or shouldn't have."

"Is that your professional opinion?" I asked as I frowned, eyebrows drawing together.

"Did he ever tell you," He continued, ignoring my question as he spoke to James. "the last guy he was with had a girlfriend?"

I couldn't help but groan slightly at that. It wasn't that I purposely went after men I shouldn't be with, it just happened that I always found myself attracted to men I knew wouldn't want more than I was willing to give, a commitment.

With James, it was different. He was good friend, and has been since before I came out to him that night in 8th grade. The idea of being with him had always felt as natural as breathing. We'd been joined at the hip since we were ten, and it was partly due to my attraction to James that I learned to recognize and accept my sexuality.

As for James' suggestion to try Logan instead, that was laughable. Where James and I were loud and outgoing, Logan was quiet and reserved, preferring to stick his nose in a book than go out dancing on a Friday night. It was a wonder James and I had managed to convince him to join the hockey team. The weekly practices and games were the only time Logan seemed to come out of his shell, apart from the times where he helped me mess with James.

"I thought you said Dak was going through something." James said to me, breaking me out of my thoughts in the process. "I didn't think you meant he was looking to play around. Or was he?"

"It wasn't like that." I said, memories flooding back at the mention of my former fling. "I didn't go after him, or try to seduce him. He came on to me and I just kind of conveniently didn't say no." I shrugged.

"We both knew the thing was going to be temporary anyway, so that isn't relevant." I added, before looking up from my food and smiling. "The point is, you've always been the center of my attention and you know it. And if we're being honest, a healthy bi-curiosity is the reason we shared our first kiss. You just need to take the next step."

I grinned as both James and Logan choked on their food at the same time. James went to grab for his water bottle, taking several long gulps before lowering it to stare at me, his hazel eyes wide as saucers.

"Is that true or did you just make that up?" Logan asked me as he looked back and forth between James and I.

"I wouldn't lie about that." I said, never taking my eyes off James. "You know what it meant to me." I said to him.

"You knew for sure that night." James said, nodding as he stared right back at me. Moments later, he looked away. "And as much as I care about you, I knew for sure that I-we would never be that way." He added before looking back at me, a small smile forming on his face. "Don't let the memory of that little experiment keep you from going after what's right in front of you."

I nodded at his words as I picked up the slice of pizza that I had barely touched since we'd sat down.

"Oh, don't worry about that. I've got my eye on the prize. It's just a matter of getting it to come to me."


Done! Like I said, I've had this idea for a little while now, and I figured that since I wanted to branch out and write other pairings, this was a good place to start.

This story will be a little different and a little more mature than my usual stories and the guys are a little more OC in this story, but I'm excited to see how my first Kogan story turns out!

I'd really love to hear your thoughts on the first chapter! I'd also like to hear if you think I should continue with this or not :)

Since this chapter was in Kendall's POV, next chapter will be in Logan's to see how he feels about everything! It should be up by this weekend.

Until next time!

-Epically Obsessed