My infuriating shallow jerk.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my OC characters and that's debatable
Pairing: James/Logan
Rating: M (I promise sexy times later)
Warnings: Smut language
Dedicated to BtrCutie for making me flail
A/N: Ok the second chapter! A little longer this time! (Yayy?) Omg, some unplanned angst creped into this chapter towards the ending I promise this story will have only an absolute necessary amount needed for the drama progression! And to all you wonderful people putting me in your Author Alerts and favoriting this story, I can't thank you enough! I had started to think that my work will pass under the radar but you guys...*sniff*... THANK YOU!
Things took the downhill after Logan's and James's first meeting, they barely talked to each other for their remaining lunch and when they did it was only to insult, Logan seriously considered to back out from the apartment at one point but by then his stubbornness had totally replaced the burning desire he initially felt for James. He was not going to give the bully the satisfaction, and as Derek and Logan made plans for the move, James decided that this judgmental little bookworm needed to be taken down a peg. A week after their first heated encounter James found himself carrying Logan's boxes up the building huffing like a bull and complaining about all the senseless crap Logan had brought with him.
"How many books does one nerd really need in his life? The moving company yesterday brought hardly any furniture so I thought that he only had a couple of things left." James said to Derek sarcastically as they came down the stairs for what seemed like the millionth time to get another pair of boxes from Logan's car.
"Stop bitching Princess, and try to be nice to the guy he's going to live here starting today."
James made an amusing snort, and Derek stood still at the middle of the staircase grabbing his arm.
"James, he's a nice guy and I took your lack of a real protest all week as a sign that you have no actual problem with Logan moving here , but if you do I can still talk to him, I don't want to force you into this besides it's really..."
James cut Derek off with a panicked look towards the upper level of the stairs as Logan came down with a sad face, worry set in his eyes.
"Is everything alright, is something wrong?" Logan mumbled going back and forth between the two.
James immediately turned away, and started to dash down the staircase bouncing off at the last few steps.
"Yeah there is, I've moved like fifty thousand boxes up and I have yet to see one with the label CLOTHES on." James shouted smugly back at Logan as he exited the building and grabbed another box piled at the back of the car.
Derek shook his head and followed suit giving an encouraging smile to Logan, who couldn't contain his grin, was this James's way to show his approval? They almost bumped into each other at the door and when their eyes met James tilted his head wearing a disarming smile that caught Logan off guard.
"You're blocking the entrance, puppy eyes." He slightly nudged Logan over so he could pass, and went back up the stairs, leaving him flustered as the initial burning attraction that had seemingly vanished forever griped Logan by the throat once more, making his heart race and his skin sweat.
"Damn." Logan whispered when he caught himself staring, his entire body frozen in place, at James's back, or to be more accurate at his hard rock ass covered by a pair of grey sweatpants, watching him go up the stairs, soon disappearing from view.
"Earth to Logan. Dude move." Derek grumbled as he pushed Logan gently aside from the door so he could enter the building snapping him awake from his lustful trance.
"I'm thirsty. Going to get something to drink, you guys want anything?" Logan quickly asked Derek as he turned away and barely held in check the impulse to start running before receiving an answer.
"Sure get me a coke and a juice for the health freak." Derek yelled back and Logan crossed the street with a hurried pace, trying to derail the inappropriate train of thought his mind had jumped into.
Dude stop doing that, you have to stop staring like that, or Derek will catch you and then it's death by heart attack. Besides, he was probably making fun of you AGAIN! Bet, I looked ready to burst into tears when I came down.
He reached the little mini market around the corner, grabbed two cokes and then broke into more serious consideration when it came to James's refreshment, which he found ridiculous finally settling for an orange juice. As he made his way back, he started wondering if Derek had told James about his homosexuality and how James would react to it. Would he start teasing or would he shoot Logan down in advance to avoid any annoying pass Logan might make on him. Or would he even deem him with a response? Logan didn't know which situation was worse.
Maybe he already knows and really doesn't care if he gets people all horny for him. What was that smile anyway? Is he aware his smile has the power to turn brains to putty? Yes genius, of course he knows, the guy's a model trying to get into acting with a room for a closet! And he's been carrying my stuff around for an hour wearing a shirt that seems to cost at least a hundred dollars. Oh my God he'll be sweating soon! How come he hasn't started sweating? Probably because he works out like half a day every day. Those shoulders are so...FUCK I'M DOING IT AGAIN!
As he reached to the pedestrian crossing Logan adamantly decided to burry any and all hot steaming thoughts starring James, or else he'd fall into a one sided crush with him and he didn't want to kid himself. What shot would Logan Mitchell with his short stature, crooked weird smile and nerdy wallflower personality actually have with the apollonian James Diamond? Besides the semester was starting come Monday and he needed to focus on that. Maybe he could meet a guy more in his league at school and forget at how hot James was. A down to Earth guy who wouldn't spend all his money on clothes, a cultured guy who would find endearing how Logan choose to bring his favourite fifty seven books with him to college not being able to part with any of them even though he had read them cover to cover a million times, a guy who would ask for a fry not steal it. Someone he could actually fall in love and not have mind-blowing daydreams about, like the one that popped up in his head earlier where he was grabbing James's firm ass in the middle of the staircase and made out with him like an animal in heat. Logan crossed the street finally settling down but when he saw James waiting for him in front of his car, all of Logan's new birthed hope about an actual real relationship with an imaginary average Joe came crushing down at the sight of him.
James was in a black tank top, skin glistening with sweat, muscled arms adorned with popping biceps crossed around his puffing chest, hazel eyes burning with impatience.
"We're done here. Lock the car." He threw the command to Logan, before hurriedly going back inside the building. His tone didn't leave any room for Logan to fall into a sinful torpor, so he did what he was told and quickly followed James upstairs.
"How in blazes did you finish up in the ten minutes I was out? There were like twenty boxes left." He asked James as they entered the apartment where Logan almost tumbled down when his leg hit one of the aforementioned boxes since they were now scattered across the entry hall. Derek was actually moving them aside to avoid such accidents but apparently not quickly enough.
"Sorry, didn't want to waste more time so I took it up a notch." James said while he entered his "closet" slamming the door behind him almost hitting Logan in the face who absent mindedly still followed.
"Is he mad because I left you guys for a few minutes?" Logan turned to ask Derek handing him his beverage and pulling the cup from his own.
"No. It's actually worse he has a date." Derek informed him with a small nervous smile Logan tried not to choke.
"If he had a date, he shouldn't have..." Logan started to mumble but James seemingly busting out of the "closet" cut him off.
"I'm taking a shower!" James bellowed from across the hall and Logan barely saw him as he went into the bigger of the two bathrooms before once again slamming the door.
"Is he always like this when he goes out?" Logan inquired receiving a nervous cackle from Derek as an answer.
Logan and Derek were unpacking for about thirty minutes while Logan kept on glancing towards the bathroom door hoping to catch James wrapped in nothing but a towel unfortunately James walked out fully dressed, Logan likely missed that he was carrying clothes due to James's speed when he went in. Not that he minded losing his "wet James" fantasy because James was the personification of heart throb in his casual dating wear. Logan quickly stood up and followed James to his open makeshift bedroom above the living room trying to figure how not to sound like a nervous school girl when he began speaking.
"James, you want me to drive you to your date?" Logan felt proud with himself for actually pulling off the casual tone. He saw James's double bed with a small nightstand on the side and felt that his heart was taking a dive off from a cliff when he saw him pulling a condom out from the top drawer.
"No, wouldn't like my date to see me in that piece of junk. Thanks for offering." James tapped Logan on the shoulder giving him a small condescending smile as he made his way to the front door, not noticing that Logan was boiling red until he suddenly broke into shouting.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN PIECE OF JUNK?" James stood still in the living room while Logan glared daggers at him. Derek gave himself a facepalm. Logan came right up to James's face, and not even the peach scent of James's shampoo could calm him down.
"Dude, your car is ancient. And it looks like a hearse." James said in a matter-of-fact tone.
Logan stepped back mouth open, he felt his ribs crushing on his heart, for a moment James caught Logan's dark brown eyes and he thought they had begun to get misty with tears, but then Logan took a breath closed his mouth and stared indifferently at him.
"Fine I was trying to thank you for your help earlier and I didn't want you to run late because of me. My mistake. Have a nice date." Logan returned to Derek's side picking up where he left off in the unpacking process while James felt the room temperature plummet into ice age.
James started to form an apology in his mind when the vibration of his cell phone buzzed in his pocket, a text from his date abstracting him. He quickly noted the time and started to run towards the door but then took a moment to turn back to Derek not surprised at the furious look that he received from him. It softened immediately when James murmured an inaudible "I'm sorry." Derek gave him a nod to the door and James left.
A full hour passed and the only talk in the room had to do with the unpacking, Logan seemed to be running in autopilot, until he suddenly got up and marched up to the kitchen counter where he had absently left the orange juice he had previously bought for James. He picked it up and slammed it in the garbage bin.
"Logan, you're the only one of us with a car. That makes you King of the Hill around here." Derek said warmly, but Logan just sighed at him and now focused in setting his books in his bookcase. It took another twenty minutes before he asked Derek to stop and thanked him for his time and help promising him to finish the unpacking tomorrow. Afterwards he kindly asked him to leave since he wanted to go to bed early claiming to be tired because of the trip he had taken to his hometown and back. Derek gave him his privacy and once alone Logan opened a previously shut box looking for one particular item. When he found the old family photo, he took it up in his hands, gazing lovingly to one particular person.
"Your car's not a hearse dad." And he settled the photo on his nightstand before going to bed.
Yes, James will redeem himself in coming chapters mostly because I feel bad for making him such a bad guy! A review would make me feel like the King of the Hill!