Sight
Self-consciously, Logan tugged and pulled at his shirt and tie. The outfit itself, which consisted of a black tie, white dress shirt, and black slacks didn't look bad, but Logan couldn't help but feel all wrong and strange in the getup. Even though Camille had reminded him again and again that he looked great when they first bought the outfit, Logan hasn't seen it yet. In the mirror, all he saw was an awkward, inept boy who unsuccessfully was trying to look cool.
"Logan? You ready yet?" Kendall's voice seeped into the bathroom, making Logan even more nervous than he already was.
"Um, yes. Just give me a minute," Logan replied, putting all his focus into trying to sound relaxed. Gazing into his own brown eyes through the mirror, he took a deep breath. His stomach seemed to be doing back flips and with every passing second his anxiety increased. He fidgeted with his tie again and ran a hand through his hair, flattening a few stray locks against his head.
He pictured Kendall waiting for him outside. Logan could only imagine how he probably looked right now. Dirty blonde hair that fell perfectly over his green eyes, that mischievous smile that never failed to make Logan weak at the knees…. He was the absolute epitome of perfect. Logan still couldn't fathom how a guy like him had managed to land someone like Kendall.
Kendall was attractive, funny, talented…what did Logan have? The last time he checked, having straight A's in all his college classes and a preference to read rather than go out and party didn't exactly add up as cool in society nowadays. Yet Kendall had chosen him out of everybody he could have had. He had weaved Logan's hand in his when they went to the movies to see the new Harry Potter. He had made the first move and kissed him on that rainy Saturday while the watched old sitcoms on the couch. He had told Logan he loved him.
But that still didn't keep Logan from feeling insecure about his looks around him.
Suddenly, the door swung open and there stood Kendall, leaving against the doorframe. "You okay, Logan? You've been in here for a while already…." He trailed off, taking in Logan's appearance. While Kendall surveyed him, Logan felt the blush appear in his cheeks.
Awkwardly, Logan stuttered, "I look all weird, don't I? I told Camille I should have bought something else but she kept insisting…. I'm probably way overdressed, I should change I-,"
His speech was interrupt by Kendall placing a soft, sweet kiss on his lips, effectively quieting him. Smiling against his lips, Kendall whispered, "You look absolutely incredible."
"You're just saying that," Logan blushed, feeling embarrassed.
Kendall put a chin underneath Logan's chin and gently raised his lowered face to meet his eyes. "Trust me. Most people nowadays need clothes or a new hairstyle to look good. But not you. I've never seen anything more naturally beautiful in my life than you, Logan."
Logan smiled, leaning in to kiss Kendall once again.
It was true. He had the world's most perfect, amazing boyfriend ever.
A/N: Basically, I'm going to do a short little fic using each of the five senses. I don't know if there is one already out there, but this is my version, haha.
