Hey! Thanks so much for stopping by for part two! This chapter is shorter than the last, but is in Logan's POV. I must say that it was a lot more difficult for me to write this than anything I write in Julian's POV so please don't be too harsh on me. After atempting this chapter I have decided to write a lot more of the chapters with Julian than with Logan, but this isn't the last time you will be able to see into his head, I promise.

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Chapter 2

"Babe, you home?"

Logan's voice echoed throughout the large apartment. Keith usually made it home before him so Logan found it odd when he received no reply.

"Hello?" he tried again. Logan thought Keith might have had his headphones in and couldn't hear him. But when he searched the entire apartment and found nothing he decided to give up and make himself dinner. He figured since Keith wasn't already home, he wouldn't be anytime soon because when he got held up at work, he got held up for hours.

One would think that being his own boss and owning his own art gallery Keith would have more flexible hours than he did, but he seemed to be gone all the time recently. Usually, he and Logan would have dinner together and spend their evening with each other every night.

Logan was an understudy on Broadway, so he didn't really have any set hours. He pretty much just worked when they needed him. Logan loved his job. He loved performing on stage. It made him feel alive and in control of himself, which is something he rarely felt. Ever since he had stopped taking those damn pills roughly three years ago he had to work a lot harder to keep himself composed.

Logan and Keith had been together for 2 and a half years. They met at an art gallery where Keith was hosting an art show. They had gotten along right away and their first conversation ended with Keith asking Logan out on a date. Logan liked Keith. He was super hot and had brown eyes, which Logan always had a thing for, so he agreed to the date without hesitation.

Sometimes Logan would think about taking that next step and proposing to Keith, but he was always unsure about making that leap and risking the relationship they had.

For dinner Logan had kept it simple and had heated up some leftover chicken and rice. After that he took a longer shower than usual. When he got out he checked his phone which had a missed call and voicemail from Keith saying he wasn't going to make it home until after 12, much like Logan had suspected. Although Logan usually went to bed later than 11, his day had been longer and more stressful than usual so he decided not to wait up for his boyfriend and went to bed.

Logan didn't typically remember his dreams, however, the dream he had that night made an impression. He had a dream he was getting married to a beautiful brown-eyed man, which he thought was Keith. But upon further inspection of this man with him at the alter, he realized those weren't the same eyes he normally woke up to. They were richer than Keith's and much softer in nature. Though these eyes weren't Keith's, they were familiar to him. He knew that he had seen them before, he was just unsure who they belonged to and when he looked into these eyes, he felt something he hadn't felt before. He felt safe.

Ok, so I wasn't sure if it was super cheesy but whatever, I got it up there. So if you did think it was horrible or stupid or even if you enjoyed it, please tell me so below. Your words keep me motivated to write, believe me!

Thank you so much to all of you again (I know I have said that about 2 billion times, sorry) and the next chapter will be in soon!

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