Logan's P.O.V.
I was very, very close to sleep. I was warm, and comfortable, and actually a little tipsy. I had a strong, warm hand rubbing soothingly and softly up and down my side. It was all working out in my favor. I just needed to keep my eyes close and let it all lull me to sleep. But the soft sound of someone whispering around me, forced my eyes open, just a sliver, to see our huge living room lit up just a little from the TV still on. And walking in front of Kendall and I, on the couch were two bodies moving slowly quietly saying goodnight to Kendall. I watched as James and Carlos walked by, holding hands gently, and waited to move or speak, until they disappeared. I heard Kendall sigh softly, as he adjusted a little, making my head move on his thigh. When there was a soft door shutting back behind us from the hall, I slowly rolled onto my back and immediately looked up to see Kendall with his head back on the couch, not looking at me. I sneakily reached up and back and rubbed his left peck hearing him chuckle softly. "I knew you weren't asleep." His head raised up as he set his empty glass on the end table besides our couch. "James and Carlos just went to bed. Carlos was exhausted." I nodded lowering my hand from his chest and rolled my head to the side so I was looking up at our 65 inch flat screen TV. "You want to finish this movie? Or go upstairs?" I laughed loudly as his hand went to my chest, and under my sweater. He immediately started to rub my chest over my plain white shirt making me close my eyes again. "Why is that funny?"
"Cause were not going upstairs to sleep. You have never been good at nuance's." He laughed quietly and before I could move, he was off the couch, making my head hit onto it softly. I tried my very best to look offended, but he wasn't even looking at me. He was shutting off the TV and all of the stereo equipment, with his back to me. I yawned out quietly, sitting up and swinging my legs off the side of the couch. As I stood up, I slipped my hands on his hips and kissed on his right shoulder blade, over his dark grey long sleeved shirt.
"I'll meet you upstairs in a few. I need to clean up the kitchen." I frowned quickly wrapping my arms around his waist lying my cheek on his back closing my eyes.
"Babe the kitchen is clean."
"Not for Carlos." I opened my eyes fast and let him go as he turned around to face me. He smirked and leaned down, without touching me with his body, except his lips, and kissed my forehead. "I remember, one time, when I was 16 years old I woke up in the middle of the night hearing something from down stairs. Like someone was breaking into our house." I frowned as he stepped back putting his hands in his sweat pockets. "I went downstairs and found my dad had torn apart the kitchen looking for liquor. My mom was two steps ahead of him and hid all of it in a safe in our garage." I sucked in a hard breath as he chuckled and shrugged. "He's going to become very uncomfortable, very quick. We have to be two steps ahead of him. So i'm going to put all the liquor upstairs in our closet and throw out all the empty bottles in the outside trash. You would be surprised at how desperate alcoholics will get."
"He'll dig through the trash?" Kendall nodded, again, leaning down into me and kissed my cheek. "You want me to help?"
"No baby. Get to bed." I nodded back to him and watched him turn and grab my empty beer bottle, his empty beer bottle and the three other glasses him and James and Carlos had been drinking from. I watched him until he went into the kitchen before I scooped up my phone and turned to go to the stairs.
I stripped down to my boxers as soon as i got up to our room and went right to the master bath. I ran my hands through my hair looking at my naked torso squinting slightly. I could faintly see a few, fading white lines of scars, but didn't let it bother me. I grabbed my toothbrush, and the toothpaste and quickly started to brush my teeth as i started to put all of Kendall's and mine bathroom things away. Kendall was notorious for leaving out his comb, his cologne, his aftershave...any and everything. And usually, if I was in a hurry, like I was this morning before I went to get Carlos, I left all of it out as well. I opened up Kendall's drawer on the right side, and gently tossed his comb into the drawer while brushing my teeth and carefully set his aftershave in after. I shut the drawer with my hip and looked back up at the mirror and sighed out sticking my tongue out to brush that. As I continued to brush my teeth, I heard our bedroom door open along with the clink of bottles. I glanced over my shoulder looking into our room and watched Kendall walk to our huge walk in closet. Once he disappeared, I bent down fast, and spit out the toothpaste turning on the sink. "When was our last party...cause we didn't really have that much booze." I smiled as I rinsed my mouth out spitting the water out fast.
"We just haven't bought any liquor in a while. Usually we get the 6 pack of beer, and drink that. I think as we've gotten older, our will to get wrecked has left us." He chuckled deeply form the walk-in closet making my stomach flutter. "You know what we forgot at the store baby?" I heard his soft hum for an answer and bent down again cupping my hands, and letting them fill with water. I harshly splashed my face with the warm water and closed my eyes. "We have no laundry soap. And now we have guests, and three feet of snow out there." I pumped some of my face wash in my hand and gently started to rub it on my skin, in slow circles.
"Well...James said he was going to go to their house tomorrow to pick up some clothes since they will both be here for Thanksgiving. Maybe he cam pick some up for us and...what the hell?" I stood up slowly turning just a little and watched Kendall walk out of the closet holding onto one of my very many sketch pads. "When did you draw this?" I shrugged turning back to the sink and went to work on cleaning the soap off my hands and face. When I stood back up grabbing the black hand towel in between our two sinks, I frowned seeing Kendall sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at my sketch pad still. I dried my hands and my face and sighed out softly gently patting my skin on my face. "Babe seriously..you never cease to amaze me." I quickly threw the towel on the rack by the mirror and flicked off the light walking out to him. He looked up fast and turned the sketch pad over to me. I chuckled stopping in front of him and grabbed the pad, shaking my head. It was one of the very last designs of our new house. "So the sex room was always supposed to be my office?" I looked over the pad to Kendall who was smiling small at me.
"We don't have a sex room Kendall." My bare sides were gently grabbed as I looked back down at the sketch and had to smile. Everything i wanted, I envisioned for our house came to life. If it wasn't for Kendall, i wouldn't have been able to do any of it. I loved him for it. I sighed out tucking the sketch pad under my arm and eyed him as he smiled up at me, still gently holding me. "I'm very happy with how the house turned out." He nodded looking down and gently squeezed my sides.
"Me too. And again..." He looked back into my eyes and frowned. "Sorry my parents aren't coming and your parents aren't either." I shrugged turning and walked to my desk tossing the sketch pad onto the top of my Mac book.
"It's okay babe. Just another day of the year." He sighed as I turned back around, and saw him still sitting on the edge of the bed. I casually licked my lips as I walked towards him, immediately getting his attention. Before I could reach out, and set my hands on his shoulders, he grabbed me from behind my thighs and stood up fast. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his lower back and put my hands on his neck. He turned and started to climb up onto the bed, still holding me up as he kissed my open chest. "I don't want to be too loud...and wake up Carlos and James."
"I have a feeling..." Kendall let me go softly, and let me plop down on the bed in front of him. I huffed out and immediately laid back pushing on my boxers, to get them off my body. Kendall's hands replaced mine quick and he tore my boxers off. "They will be fucking just as much as we will be. James literally couldn't keep his hands to himself." I rolled my eyes turning my head to the side and reached out to the lamp on the nightstand. I started to move my body closer to it, so I could reach it. However, Kendall got to it first and clicked the light off, filling our room with darkness. Well, semi-darkness. As soon as the light was out, I titled my head back to look out our window above our bed and smiled at the snow still falling. It was so white outside, it was making it look like day time. "Do I get any attention?" I snapped my head to him quick and smirked seeing him pulling his shirt off. Every muscle and tattoo that came into view made my whole body shake with anticipation. By the time he got the shirt off, and he was over top of me, pushing my legs apart, I was hard. He leaned down fast putting his hands outside my head and smiled wide. "Did i tell you James and Carlos talked and they are going to be moving back in with each other?" Just as he leaned down to me, to kiss me, I reached up and cupped his cheek, turning my head.
"Wait...they are going to get back together? So soon?" Kendall raised up just a little and frowned down at me. "Carlos needs to get serious help. And he needs support. And getting back into a relationship that was so volatile is not healthy. We should be doing everything we can to help him Kendall, and I think convincing him not to get back with James is the way to do that." Kendall sat up fast sitting back on his feet, making me sit up just as fast. "Remember how we agreed to let him stay here so we can help?"
"That was before two grown adults had a grown adult conversation and decided what was best for them, themselves." I pushed back fast and leaned against the headboard watching him shrug. "We aren't in charge of what they do Logan. And as far as I'm concerned, James sort of created this mess, he should be the one cleaning it up." My mouth parted slowly and he shrugged. "Besides all that...it shouldn't be interfering with our lives." I laughed out and raised my eyebrows, almost as if in disbelief.
"The last time I checked, James didn't put a bottle to Carlos's lips. And I think if we are able to watch them together, Carlos won't spiral again."
"Are you just saying that because you actually want to help Carlos, or just want to have an excuse to stare at and flirt with James?" I went still as he laughed and leaned forward squinting at me, in the darkness. "Carlos and James are going to figure out their love life without our assistance. And whatever comes from it, comes from it."
"DO you think I've been flirting with James?" His head fell down to his chest as he groaned out quietly and I harshly shoved him and climbed off the bed. "You're such a fucking prick. You will find any reason at all to shit on James and I'm getting so sick of it." I quickly walked to my dresser, and opened the top drawer, grabbing my boxers. "No wonder your dad hates coming over here. You probably gave up on him when he needed you the most, just like your ready to do with your oldest friend." I snapped my boxers on hard and turned, but quietly gasped out. Kendall was jumping off the bed, his sweats hanging low and his chest rising hard and fast as he walked right to me.
"What did you just say about my dad?" He towered over me, and looked very pissed off. But it didn't scare me. He never did. He tried like hell, but it never worked. "Fuck you for thinking i'm giving up on him. I've been through this before Logan. I know what isn't going to work, and forcing him, and watching him like he's a God damn toddler is one of those things."
"No. You just don't want to have to deal with anything that isn't related to you because you're a selfish asshole." He moved in closer to me, forcing me to back up and hit my dresser. "And fuck you too Kendall. I haven't been flirting with James, nor staring." I shoved at his chest hard, making him back away from me huffing out harshly. I turned quick to our door and walked to it, grabbing my black sweater i was wearing earlier. As I slipped it on and stepped out, I harshly slammed the door shut behind me, making it echo through our rather quiet house. I ignored it for the time being as i rushed down the hall, hoping Kendall didn't follow me out, and take our fight out closer to our guests. When it stayed quiet behind me, I hopped down the stairs and bit my bottom lip clenching my fists at my sides. Guess i would be sleeping on the couch tonight.
i understood why I was tossing and turning all night, and it wasn't because the couch was uncomfortable. Because it was very comfortable. It was the fight I had with Kendall. It kept playing out, over and over in my head. From him being so ready to toss Carlos and his problems aside, to accusing me of flirting with James...I was completely pissed off at him. I couldn't understand his logic or reasoning and it made me only get about an hour of sleep. I watched the snow fall outside, and contemplated putting the TV on but i just laid curled up under one of my throw blankets trying to figure out what I would say to Kendall in the morning. And that morning came a lot faster then I was anticipating.
I first noticed it was morning because the snow had stopped falling and through two thick grey storm clouds, the sun was trying to come out. I almost got up, to get myself a cup of coffee, but stayed lying down when I heard a door creak open, and then shut softly. I waited, on my back, my hood on my head, and the blanket tucked in, all the way up under my chin. I swallowed hard and tensed up as soon as I saw who it was. Unfortunately, it was James. And because why not, he was walking out, in a pair of dark blue jeans, and nothing else. He didn't notice me at first, because he went right to the front door, and slid on his snow boots. Before he turned around to face me, I sat myself up and looked away from his bare, strong tan back, fast. I yawned quietly pushing the blanket off me and put my feet on the ground by the coffee table. "Fuck." I looked up fast, pushing my hood off and smiled wide at James who was panting hard walking towards the coffee table. "I didn't even see you there...I was just going to go see if I could bum a shirt off you guys. I let Carlos wear mine since he...uhm..." He paused and grabbed his car keys off the coffee table. "He got real sick last night. Threw up a little on himself. Thank God he was already in the bathroom. And I already cleaned all of it up. I will need to wash a few hand towels though. Sorry." I stood up slowly and frowned as his eyes shifted down to my bare legs.
"Why'd he get sick?" James looked back up to my face and smiled small putting his hands in his pockets. "Why don't you tell me when we go to your house and the store? And i'll go get one of Kendall's shirts." I went to take a step around the coffee table but his arm gently grabbed me and we locked eyes.
"Why are you sleeping out here?" I blushed hard and looked down shaking my head. "Kendall being a dick?" I laughed and looked back up to see him shaking his head. "Do you want me to just go out? I can pick whatever up at the store."
"No. I would really like to go with. Get out of the house and what not." James let me go and nodded. I quickly walked to the stairs and took them two at a time. When I got up, I heard a door open, followed by Carlos's small tired voice. I went right to my bedroom, and opened it slowly peering inside. I was taken aback. Kendall was sitting up in our bed, shirtless, just like how he was last night. He was leaning over his computer typing harshly. I stepped in quietly, and shut the door just as quiet. He heard it still though, and looked up sitting back. I pushed off the door and looked away from him going right to our dressers. "James needs to borrow a shirt. We're going to the store."
"Together? Alone?" I froze with my hands on the second drawer and remained looking down at the wood on the dresser. "Be careful. It's gonna start snowing again." I looked over my shoulder fast and clenched my jaw hard seeing him back to his typing.
"You aren't going to apologize to me? At all?" He looked back up and chuckled shaking his head.
"Are you?" I huffed out, turning back to the dresser and pulled his drawer open. "Seriously. Please be careful."
"You're a real piece of work you know that Kendall?" I yanked out one of his black long sleeved shirts and slammed the dresser. I moved quick to pull my jeans on my legs, along with a pair of thick wool socks, and my snow boots. As I turned out of our closet, shutting off the light I stared at Kendall who was getting off the bed adjusting his sweats around his dick. I stepped out of the closet completely and put my head down seeing him walking towards me.
"Logan." His voice was quiet and soft and so was his and as he grabbed my arm. I looked up at him as he leaned in quick and kissed my cheek. "I love you and i'm asking you to be careful." He let me go fast and spun walking off towards our master bath. I watched up until he got inside and turned to the door. I know, a lot of the times we get into arguments...we make up rather quickly. But not this time. And usually if we did fight, and we had to leave each other, we made sure the other still knew, we loved him. Just as i put my hand on the door knob, i remembered just that and swallowed hard.
"I love you too Kendall." I looked over my shoulder hearing footsteps and watched him stand in the doorway of the master bath, brushing his teeth. "I'll let you know when we're on the way back." He nodded once, and turned back in the bathroom. I let out a shaky breath and pulled the door open, walking out fast.