Potential Good Company
Dean wasn't interested in more than a one night stand with Rory, much to her devastation. Deciding not to let it destroy her, she goes back to Yale and lets loose a little by spending a night with a random guy, Colin. Things get complicated, though, when she meets his friend Logan and they fall into an awkward threesome.
PS: Takes place in season five.
PS2: Plenty of sexual situations.
PS3: Bad language (I think Paris would have a dirty mouth for one).
PS4: I came to the conclusion I don't care for Dean, so some bashing ahead.
PS5: This does eventually feature a threesome. Don't like it, don't agree with it, don't read it.
Notes:
"Words" – regular conversation
'Words' – quotes and such, thoughts too
Chapter 0052: A Friend in Need
After getting drunk with Christopher, Logan felt oddly at ease with the world, and the thought of running away seemed a little like an overreaction. The older man easily agreed, cheeks flushed and eyes twinkling like only a drunk's would, not that Logan had any room to speak.
Colin would totally get it! It wasn't Logan's fault that he liked Rory! And he had never considered making a move on her (if only, perhaps, because he'd only just admitted to himself that he did, in fact, have feelings for her), so that had to count for something, did it? Yeah, Colin would definitely understand, they were best friends! He'd know Logan wasn't lying in wait to pounce the moment Colin fucked up. Had that been the case, he could've done it during all the breaks the couple took in their short relationship, but he hadn't. He wouldn't.
Before he left, he managed to find Lorelai (and Luke), and handed Christopher over to their care, commenting that the man may have drank a little too much and might need help getting back home. Neither of them was happy at Chris or Logan, but Lorelai sighed and shooed the boy away as Luke sat the other man down.
The Yalie grabbed a cab back to school and started to sober up, much to his annoyance. It was so much better to be on a high, especially because as he fell, the rock in his stomach started to get heavier and heavier.
Was Colin going to be at his dorm? Would he spend the night with Rory, perhaps back in Stars Hollow? Or would he return, figuring Logan would either have ran, so he better be at Yale, or would be waiting for him. The blond considered calling him but he chickened out and just headed to Finn and Colin's dorm.
He settled on the couch and removed his shoes. Might as well be comfortable as he had the worst talk of his life (at least where his friends were concerned).
The minutes ticked away and Logan was left with his thoughts and worried and growing paranoia.
Colin was going to forgive him, right? He had to. He was his oldest, closest, dearest friend. Sure, they both had Finn, and the Aussie was an amazing friend, but he wasn't Logan, he wasn't Colin. The duo had been together for so long, long enough to see how their families scarred them, to see how the weight of the future started to crush their backs as the years passed. No one else could understand it, and if this little thing got between them–
Who was Rory, anyway? Just a– Wonderful, kind, beautiful, smart, witty, perfectly happy girl that Logan could honestly see surviving being a society wife. She would eat people alive, she would smile them all dead, she would–
She was Colin's. He'd seen her first, she'd picked him over and over, Logan was never even in the running. Or, she'd never realized he might have liked to be in the running for the affections.
(not might have. He did)
Eventually, it became clear that Colin wasn't coming back just yet, so Logan, all too tired and buzzed to care, laid on the couch and fell into a fitful sleep. He didn't dream at all, or he didn't remember anything, but when he woke up some time the next day, with the Sun right in his face, he was bone tired.
Waking up still in the clothes he wore the day prior was not at all a new thing for Logan, it had, in fact, been more or less his standard for the year he spent around the world (Colin always made sure to change and be presentable, and Finn just didn't care, and often spent days in the same clothes – when he was wearing much of anything, that it), but it was weird to wake up in his friends' all too empty, dead silent dorm.
Seemed Finn and Colin hadn't returned after all.
Should he go grab something to eat? He'd drank more than he'd eaten the night before, and his stomach was rumbling annoyingly. Yeah, maybe some food, and then... Then maybe he could grab a shower, change and wait some more for Colin. He was bound to return, he hated missing class whenever he could help it.
After getting back to his dorm for a quick shower and change, he grabbed something to eat and then walked back to Colin's dorm with a cup of coffee. His head wasn't all there still, and he never knew waiting around for someone could be so goddamn tiring. No wonder people (namely his parents) always got so pissed at him whenever he took his sweet time getting places (which, he had to concede, was often enough).
Much to his surprise, his friend was finally back. He was sitting on the couch, changed and seemingly not suffering from a hangover.
"Hey" – Logan greeted, trying to keep his cool. He closed the door and steeled himself for the storm to come.
"Hey" – Colin greeted back, no humor or warmth in his voice or face – "Sit down" – he ordered and the blond hesitantly took a seat across from his friend – "So"
"So"
"I guess we should talk about it" – the brunet said after a beat.
"No chance to just pretend last night never happened?" – Logan tried for a little joke, but Colin was not having it at all.
"Kinda hard to do" – the blond put his coffee down on the table and leaned back into the chair – "So, I guess I should ask you point blank. You like Rory?"
Hearing Colin say it so straight up was one of the most bizarre moment of his life, and it was shockingly hurtful, somehow. Now, Colin knew. Colin knew, and Logan knew (and it was obvious enough that Christopher, who'd just met them, realized what was going on). Everything was out there and shit, Logan so didn't think this through. He did not think further than the fact that he had to talk to Colin about the situation.
He didn't think hearing Colin's cool tone would hurt so much.
"Colin–"
"I know you do" – the brunet said accusingly.
"I know" – the blond said softly.
"So...?"
"I don't know what happened" – Logan confessed – "About... About Ace, I don't know how..." – he made a vague motion with his hand – "I just don't"
"When did you, ah, notice it?"
"I... I don't know if I... Knew before" – he swallowed dry – "I guess I already knew for a while, but I... Yesterday, I guess" – he finally answered.
The hell was this feeling in his chest? Like someone had kicked him repeatedly, but not.
"You just had an epiphany" – Colin said dryly.
"I guess" – should be mention Christopher? You know, Ace's dad? Should he? That might be a bad move, would it be? Colin was so cold, Logan had no fucking clue how he might react – "Yeah, sure, it was sort of an epiphany"
"Right. What now?"
"What? What you mean?"
"Are you..." – Colin paused – "Are you doing something about it?"
"Doing–? About A– Rory?"
"Of course, who else" – he said sarcastically. Normally, Logan was super okay with his friend's humor, but it was definitely not fun when it was turned at him.
"I... No, man, I'm– No, of course not" – right?
"Really?" – Colin asked in an irritating even tone.
"I don't... Seriously. Whatever I... Feel for her doesn't– It doesn't mean that I'm going to... Do anything about it. I won't"
Colin suddenly got up with a deep sigh and started pacing a little in front of the couch. Logan stared at him, feeling like his stomach was crawling up his throat.
"She–" – the brunet cut himself and cleared his throat – "You know how I feel about Gilmore" – he said, and Logan frowned for a moment – "What?"
"I... Kinda don't, really"
"Don't fucking bullshit me" – Colin snorted and rolled his eyes – "You know"
"No, I don't. And I'm pretty sure–" – he bit his tongue and didn't end the phrase, but Colin turned to him all the same.
"What? Say it" – he demanded.
"... You haven't told Ace how you feel about her, and you definitely haven't told me either" – Logan bravely said, though his heart was pounding. He could feel his friendship with Colin derailing, and it was not pretty. Like Colin's angered face at him. Not. Fun.
"I'd think you of all people would get how I feel without me having to say it" – Colin said, far colder than Logan– It hurt. It hurt so much.
"Sorry, that was low" – Logan said quietly. Colin sighed again and sat back down. He put his hands together and looked at his friend.
"Look, Gilmore and I aren't... You know, serious or anything"
"But you–"
"Shut up. Just. Shut up and let me talk" – he took a deep breath – "I thought about this since last night, and... You know what? I don't... You're my best friend, man, and Rory is– You know, but she's not really my girlfriend, we're not serious, serious. We're not... Committed. So if you want to... You know. Do something about– Liking her, or whatever–"
"I'm not. I won't"
"Shut the fuck up. Jesus"
"Sorry"
"It's fine. So, I guess what I'm trying to say, what I settled on in the end is... You do whatever the fuck you want to do in regards to Gilmore, anything you want. Don't worry about me"
"What?"
"Don't worry about me. We're gonna be friends no matter what"
"Colin..."
"It's fine. It is! It's fine. And you... Liking Rory is fine too"
"I already told you, I'm not going to do anything about this"
"Don't do it on my account. You wanna go for it? Go for it"
"I'm not!"
"Then fucking don't" – they screamed at each other – "Do whatever the fuck you want! Just don't come crying to me if you decide to do something just to spare my delicate feelings!"
"Fine!" – Logan also got up and stared at his friend – "And I'm gonna go right to Ace and tell her I like her!"
"Fine! So fucking do it!"
"I will!"
"Good! Let me know how it goes!"
"Okay!"
They panted and glared at each other like they rarely ever did. Eventually, they sat down, Logan grabbing his now cold coffee and sipping it carelessly.
"... So, wanna go get some lunch?" – the blond asked, mid drink. Colin thought about it and shrugged.
"As long as it's not Italian again"
"Well, Finn's not going, should be fine"
"Yeah, but I don't want a reminder of the Meatball Incident anytime soon" – they shared an easy chuckle as they exited the dorm together.
"I think the people at the restaurant will be glad we're staying away for the moment"
"We are, anyway, can never tell with Finn"
"Where is he, anyway?"
"I don't think even Finn knows, so" – the brunet nudged the blond lightly and they nodded briefly as they continued to decide on where to eat.
Hope the fight felt as natural and heartbreaking as it did to me.
So... The reason this is a day late is because I spent yesterday pretty literally sprawled on my table at work, with no energy (or stomach) to move anywhere. It's a wonder I managed to get to work and back home, considering how little I ate and drank water the entire day. In any case, my little health woe aside, here it is.
First came Logan's slip, then Colin's realization, and finally, their confrontation. And the next three chapters, more confrontations. =D
