Here's the next chapter to the one shots! Hope everyone likes this! This fanfic took aLOT of planning. Hope everyone enjoys it.

Pairing: Cargan (Carlos/Logan)

Logan woke up with a smile. Not only was he wrapped in his boyfriend's, Carlos', arms, but he and the Latino would be going to the new exhibit at the museum that afternoon.

Logan, much to his dismay, unstuck himself from Carlos and went to the bathroom.

As soon as the shower was on, Carlos woke up with a groan.

"I should not have stayed up so late last night.." He said. He wanted to go back to sleep, but he had to get up. He promised Logan he'd go to the museum.

Carlos got out of bed and walked to the kitchen. He opened the freezer and frowned.

"No corn dogs!" He hissed.

He sighed to himself. He poured himself some cereal and sat at the kitchen table.

Ten minutes later:

Logan walked to the kitchen and frowned. Carlos' head was propped on his hand, eyes closed, and a half empty bowl of cereal in front of him.

The pale boy walked over to the Latino and gave him a shake.

"Carlos." He said.

Carlos' eyes opened and he looked over at his boyfriend.

"Hm?" Carlos replied.

"You tired?" He asked.

Carlos shook his head. "Nope." He said.

Logan stepped closer and smiled a sincere smile. "You can go back to sleep if you want." He said.

Carlos shook his head. He stood up and smiled at Logan. "I can't, I promised I'd take you to that new thing at the museum today." He said.

"You don't have to, I mean it'll be open to-" He was cut off by Carlos' lips.

"We're going. Go get dressed." He said. He walked over to the couch, picked up his helmet, and glared.

One of the straps was broken, so he couldn't wear it.

He walked into his and Logan's room to find a fully dressed boy in front of him.

"Well don't you look nice?" He asked.

"You'll look better when you're dressed." Logan said with a kiss on the cheek.

Carlos smiled, walked to his closet, and frowned.

His favorite shirt was currently being washed.

He could feel a headache forming. But he'd tough it out for Logan. He'd been waiting for this for weeks, and he couldn't back down.

He quickly got a shower, dressed, and found Logan in the living room.

"Ready?" He asked.

Logan got up and walked over to his boyfriend. "Yep." He said.

They walked side-by-side about three feet, until Carlos laced their fingers together.

They walked to the museum with only a few glares. When they got there, they paid admission, and Carlos broke off from Logan for a second. "I'll be right back, I have to use the restroom." He said.

Logan nodded and waited.

As soon Carlos was out of sight, the small Latino slide down a nearby wall. His "headache" was now a full blown migraine. He hoped that he wouldn't snap at Logan. He wasn't the happy type when it came to headaches.

He found Logan and they went straight to the new exhibit.

Logan riddled off fact after fact, only adding to Carlos' head ache.

After two hours of the same thing, he snapped.

"Geez, you talk a lot." He said.

Logan whimpered and looked down at the floor.

As soon as Logan looked down, Carlos realised what he said. He stepped closer and rested his hand on Logan's shoulder.

"I'm sorry." He said.

Logan shook his head. "No, I was tal-" He was cut off by a hug.

"No. You weren't, I just have a headache. I shouldn't have snapped at you." He said.

Logan chuckled a fake chuckle. "It's getting late, want to swing by a fast food place?" He asked.

"Only if you tell me how bad I snapped at you." Carlos pouted.

"Not very." Logan reassured.

"Don't lie." Carlos whispered. He looked around and noticed no one was around. He got closer and kissed the slightly taller boy on the lips.

"Forgive me?" He whimpered.

Logan smiled. "You're adorable. Yes," He said. He pressed their lips together. When he pulled away, he rested their foreheads together. "I'll forgive you." He whispered.

"Thanks." Carlos replied. "Now, want to go get that fast food?" He asked.

"That sounds nice." Logan said.

A few hours later:

Carlos climbed into bed and waited for Logan.

As soon as Logan hit the mattress, Carlos threw his arms around the small boy.

"You okay?" He asked.

Logan nodded.

Carlos wasn't convinced. "If anything was wrong, you'd tell me, right?" He asked.

Logan nodded and pressed their lips together. "I love you, don't I?" He asked.

Carlos laid down and smiled up at Logan. "I dunno, but I love you." He said.

Logan laid beside the small Latino and cuddled close to him. "Well just so we're clear, I love you." He said.

That one sentence made Carlos' night. He loved when Logan said it. He wrapped his arms back around Logan and kissed the side of his head. "Night, gorgeous." He whispered.

"Night, beautiful." Logan replied.

The next morning:

Carlos woke up with a smile. Logan wasn't wrapped in his arms, but he was sitting on beside the Latino smiling down at him.

"Hey." Carlos said in a sleepy whisper.

Logan waved.

Carlos sat up. "Why not say it, it's easier." He said.

Logan stuck a post-it note to his arm.

Carlos grabbed it and read it.

"You said I talk a lot, so I'm being silent for a week." It read.

"But!" He gasped. He looked back at Logan who only put a finger to his lip in a "hush" manner.

Carlos wrapped his arms around Logan and pouted. "I like hearing you speak." He whispered.

Logan wrote on another post-it note and stuck it to his arm.

"Sucks. A week." It said.

"I told you that you don't talk too much!" He said.

Logan wrote something on a post-it and stuck it on Carlos' hand.

"You said that, but it doesn't make it true. I talk a lot more then I should." It read.

An idea occurred to Carlos.

"If I can make you say the simplest word, you have to drop the week." He said, "Deal?" He asked.

Logan smirked. "Sure." He wrote on a post-it note.

Carlos kissed his forehead and walked to the kitchen to try his first idea out. Logan grabbed a book and began to read.

Thirty minutes later, Logan heard Carlos call his name.

He walked to the kitchen and found his favorite breakfast on a plate. He was about to reach for it, when it was pulled away by Carlos.

"Say something, and you can have this." He said.

Logan frowned, and Carlos saw the hurt in his eyes. He wanted him to speak, but he didn't want the word he heard to be sad.

He handed him the plate and said, "Here."

Logan smiled. He hugged the small boy, took the plate, sat at the table, and was joined by Carlos.

That day, Carlos tried plan after plan. Whether it was getting an actor to stage punch him or be pushed in the pool, he couldn't get Logan to say a word.

He was about to give up, when he thought of one last idea. If this didn't work, nothing would.

Bed time:

Carlos strolled into his and Logan's room with a smile. The small boy was reading on their bed.

Carlos walked over to his boyfriend and sat beside him. "Hey." He said with a grin.

Logan looked up and waved.

"What're you doing?" Carlos asked.

Logan tapped on his book.

"Well, you're going to have to stop that." Carlos said.

Logan put the book down and smiled at his boyfriend.

"That's better." Carlos said as he scooted closer to the pale boy.

The Latino nipped at Logan's neck, effectively making him let out a shaky sigh.

Carlos pushed his hands Logan's shirt and smiled to himself when he felt the muscles tense under his touch.

"Mm, you like that?" Carlos asked.

Logan just looked at Carlos with need.

"Oh, you want more?" Carlos asked. Logan nodded.

Carlos pulled Logan's shirt off, discarded it, and nipped at his collar bone. The pale let out another sigh. Carlos slowly kissed down Logan's chest to his stomach.

"Your skin's so soft, Logie." He whispered. He ran his hands up Logan's sides and smiled at the way he bucked his hips in need.

Carlos pulled the elastic waist band of his pajamas down, releasing his member.

"Oh, someone's excited." Carlos said. He grasped Logan's erect member and lightly stroked it.

Logan rolled his hips into his touch, trying his hardest to get more friction.

Carlos took his chance and licked a line up Logan's member, making him arch his back in pleasure.

The Latino thought it was time to stop teasing, so he engulfed Logan's member.

"Ah!" Logan cried.

"'Ah'? That's not a word. I'm going to have to try harder."Carlos thought. He bobbed his head up and down, getting more and more of Logan's member every time.

Logan got closer and closer to his climax. His breathing became hitched, some of his hair was stuck to his forehead from sweating, and sheets where clenched in his hands. With on last bob, Logan lost it.

"Carlos!" He screamed. He snapped his hips toward the wet heat and came deep into Carlos' throat.

Carlos swallowed everything Logan gave him. He pulled off of Logan's member, pulled his pajamas up, and laid beside the small boy.

"Hey." He said.

Logan sighed. "Hi." He said.

"I knew I could do it." Carlos said.

"Speaking of," Logan whispered. "Why did you go through all the trouble?" He asked.

"Because I love your voice!" He hissed. He threw his hands around Logan's waist and pulled him closer. "Don't ever do that to me again." He whimpered.

"Sorry.." Logan said. "I did go overboard, huh?"

Carlos nodded. "You know I love you, right?" He asked.

Logan nodded. "And you know I love you, right?" he asked.

Carlos smiled. "Prove it." He hissed.

Logan threw his arms around the Latino's shoulder and smirked. "Oh, I will." He replied.

Hiss. I dislike this story. That's why it's in my one-shot story x_x I don't think it could stand as a normal story. Oh! If anyone wants to request the next pairing, please do so!