A/N: Hey guys! I know, I know. I'm reaaaaaaaaaaallyyyyyyyyy sorry for taking so long to update. Our finals' week is just around the corner and our professors are being unnecessarily evil by giving us a shitload of work to do. Another reason for the lack of updates is because I'm starting to feel a little disheartened... It's just so frustrating that a lot of people ship Kogan, Jagan, Kenlos, and Kames, but only a few people ship Cargan... But don't fret, Cargan is still my OTP! It's just I find it harder to find inspiration to write when my tumblr is bombarded with all possible ships except Cargan.

Anyways, moving on from the depressing stuff... I promise to go back to weekly updates once my holiday break starts...

I also want to thank you guys for the huge support for this story! So far it already has 32 reviews for only 2 chapters, and that is really a big deal for me. I really can't express how grateful I am.

Disclaimer: I do not own BTR, Batman, nor Spiderman. They belong to Nickelodeon, DC comics, and Marvel respectively.

Chapter 3: I am Sleep Deprived So I Can't Think of a Chapter Title

Carlos was mentally cursing himself for inviting James over for lunch. The brunet had done nothing but pester him for details of what happened at the bar last night. If James did not drop the subject soon, Carlos considered hitting his friend with a frying pan.

"Come on, 'Los. It's so obvious you slept with someone last night." James was sitting on one of the counters as Carlos flipped the bread he was grilling.

"For the last time James- Just because I left home early does not mean that I slept with somebody." Technically, Carlos wasn't lying. Sure he left earlier than usual, and sure he had a quickie with Logan; but technically Carlos did not sleep with Logan.

"Says the man who's limping around." James smirked at Carlos, curious as to how the Latino would try to squirm his way out.

"Believe what you want to believe in." Carlos blushed. "Speaking of last night, how did yours go?" Carlos tried to look impassive, waiting for James to go on and on about how much good of a friend Carlos was for inviting Kendall to the bar.

"It was fun. Finally met that Kendall you talked about..." James leaped off of the counter. "Wasn't really that good looking. Met this sexy Latino tho-"

"Wait. WHAT?!" Carlos cut in. This definitely was not how he expected James to react.

"What? Latinos are sexy. You should know that..." James smirked.

"So you just left Kendall?!" Carlos quirked his eyebrow.

"Yup." James answered, popping the last syllable. "He was a little weird too..."

Carlos sighed and told himself to text Kendall later to apologize for dragging him all the way to a gay bar, and never meeting up with him. He really felt bad for the blond and hoped that he could find a way to show how sorry he was.

"Why the sudden interest in Kendall?" James quirked an eyebrow as Carlos started plating their lunch. "Do you like him?"

"He's cute..." Carlos noticed James frowning at his comment. "Do you mind passing the dog bowl- Thanks. Kendall's cute, but I'm not really looking for a relationship right now."

"Because you're already in a relationship with old people?" Carlos gave his best friend the dirty finger as the brunet snorted.

They ate lunch as they watched some weird reality show on MTV. Carlos missed the days when MTV actually played music videos instead of these weird shows. James decided to hang around Carlos' apartment for a while, after lunch. The brunet then went back to pestering Carlos for details at what had transpired at the gay bar, as Carlos started washing the dishes.

"Was he hot?"

"Would you please let it go, James?" Carlos flicked suds of soap at James to irritate him.

"Why? You want to keep him all to yourself?" James waggled his eyebrows and gave Carlos a mischievous look. "Don't worry, Carlitos I'm not going to steal him away from you..."

"That's not it-"

"AHA! So you do admit, you did sleep with someone!" James danced in triumph, shaking his butt to some tune he imagined.

"Ugh. You're impossible." Carlos groaned as he dried his hands with a hand towel.

"On the contrary, I am very easy. In fact, as long as you're attractive and want to have sex-"

"Must everything be about sex for you?"

"Sex is good. Sex makes the world go round."

"I can't wait till the day you meet someone you'd actually fall for."

James just stuck his tongue out as Carlos walked towards the living room. He shook his head and whispered, "You have no idea..."

To say that Carlos had been dreading to go to work was clearly an understatement. In all honesty, he was terrified. Not only did he not want to deal with the grumpy old man to whom he was reassigned to ( the old man was so grumpy that Carlos still did not know his name even after spending a whole day with him), he also did not want to bump into Logan as well. Sure, the chances of them seeing each other at the Palm Woods were slim, since Carlos would be too busy attending to the whims of his patient, but even the slightest possibility made the caregiver shudder.

The reason why Carlos was so terrified to see Logan was because he was afraid of what the prodigy might think of him. Yes, they hated each other's guts, but Carlos only hated Logan because of how he was treated by the latter. Just because he hated him doesn't mean he shouldn't care of what Logan thinks of him... right?

So imagine Carlos' surprise (and horror) when Mr. Bitters, the manager of the Palm Woods, stopped him in the hallways as he was headed towards his patient's room.

"Garcia!" the stout man barked out. "You're being reassigned again to care for Mrs. Mitchell."

"I don't understand." Carlos did not know whether to be ecstatic or horrified at the revelation that he was going to spend time with Nana again, but at the same time have to face Logan. "I thought-"

"You're not being paid to understand or think," Mr. Bitters interrupted. "Now go to her room and do your job."

Carlos composed himself before knocking on Nana's room. He mentally gave himself a pep talk and told himself that the pros outweigh the cons in this situation. He heard Nana ask him to come in, and Carlos took a deep breath before putting on a grin and entering the room.

"Good morning, Mrs. Mitchell." Apparently Nana did not know that this was going to happen judging from the way that she was gaping at Carlos. "How are you on this fine morning?" Carlos finished his routine greeting by hugging Nana.

"Carlos!" Nana was at a loss for words as she just hugged the Latino back.

"I missed you too, Nana." Carlos pulled away from the hug and looked around to see Logan's reaction, only to find out that said man was not there.

"Oh gosh, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be assigned to another patient?"

"Well, if you don't want me to be here then-" Carlos tried to look dejected and turned towards the door.

"Stop your shenanigans and answer my question." The Latino chuckled, missing this kind of banter with the old lady.

"I actually have no idea." Carlos shrugged. "The manager just told me to report here since I was assigned again to you." He sat down by the windowsill and cocked his head. "You think your grandson had anything to do with this?"

"Maybe." Nana gave him a weird smile, as if she knew something that Carlos didn't. "We'll ask him later when he drops by for lunch."

Carlos inwardly cursed as his hopes for not seeing Logan for the day was crushed. "Speaking of which; why is Mr. Prodigy not here?"

"Well, he's finalizing his working arrangements at the university." Nana answered in a as-a matter-of-fact tone.

"He's going to teach again?" Carlos frowned and chewed his bottom lip.

"And what is wrong with teaching?"

"Nothing." Carlos gave Nana an apologetic smile. "I didn't mean it like that. It's just, if Logan is as good as you told me; wouldn't it make more sense for him to practice Medicine rather than just teach it?"

"Oh, sweetie. That's not my story to tell."

Sensing that he had brushed over a sensitive topic, Carlos dropped the subject and spent the rest of the morning telling stories about the grumpy old man he was briefly assigned to, and Nana telling stories about Carlos' temporary replacement.

At around ten-thirty, Kendall joined Carlos and Nana, telling them that Logan ordered him to go ahead and check how Nana was holding up. The three of them ended up watching some cheesy telenovela while waiting for Nurse Jo to show up and begin with Nana's therapy.

"We'll just be outside, Nana. I think I learned my lesson." Carlos chuckled as Kendall followed him outside. The two of them chose to sit on a nearby couch. Carlos fidgeted as he grew uncomfortable of the silence. "Look, I'm sorry Kendall." Carlos blurted out.

"Hmm?" Kendall gave him a questioning look. "What for?"

"Well for having stood you up. I mean I was the one who invited you to that gay bar, but when I saw you and my friend, James, dancing together; I thought that it would've been better if I left you guys alone."

"Don't worry about it. I had a good time anyways, and so did Logan, although he just doesn't want to admit it." Kendall gave Carlos a sideways glance. "In fact I think he got laid that night."

"Really? Good thing I didn't see that prick there, then."

"Logan's actually nice. I just have no idea why he acts the way he does with you."

"Well, doesn't that make me feel oh so special." Carlos bitterly laughed. "Anyways, enough about me and him. I want to know why you and James didn't work out? Truth be told, I was actually trying to set you guys up."

"He's attractive and fun to be with, but I guess he's just not meant to be with me." Kendall shrugged.

"What makes you say that?"

"I just think that he's in love with somebody else..." Kendall out his hands behind his head and slouched a little bit in his seat.

Carlos let out a disgruntled noise. "James?! In love?! That boy wouldn't know what love was if it stared him in the face!"

"I don't know, Carlos. Maybe the same could be said to you..." Kendall replied vaguely as he stood up and walked away. Carlos blushed, not sure whether Kendall was flirting with him or not, or insinuating that Carlos was in love with James and just didn't know it. "Are you coming or what?"

"Huh?"

"I just saw Nurse Jo pass by; that means Mrs. Mitchell's therapy should be done by now, right?"

"Oh. Yeah, you're right."

What does one say to a person whom you recently had intercourse with, but you passionately dislike? Said person is also well liked by your grandmother and best friend. These were the things that were running through Logan's mind as he was sitting at a diner with said person, grandmother, and best friend.

To say that the situation was awkward is an understatement; it was way past awkward. Nana, who was sitting beside Logan, was currently going on and on how it was nice to have her favourite persons have lunch together without trying to strangle each other. Kendall, who sat directly in front of him, was smiling into his plate of pasta; as if the pasta was the most entertaining thing that the blonde has ever seen. And Carlos, who was seated beside Kendall, was staring off into the panoramic window; observing the people who passed by.

Definitely beyond awkward.

"... which got me to thinking," Logan tuned in to what Nana was saying as the elderly woman turned to him. "We should do this more often."

"Grammy, I don't think the home would appreciate you taking Carlos out for lunch everyday." Logan chided. Carlos finally snapped out of his daze when he heard his name uttered by Logan. Their eyes briefly met, before both of them looked away, blushing; both unaware that Kendall saw everything.

"So Carlos," Kendall playfully nudged the Latino. "Tell me more about James."

Logan raised an eyebrow as he saw the Latino's face lit up, clearly happy to talk about this James. He also noticed that Kendall was staring at him intently, but pretended otherwise.

"Why did you -?"

"YES!" Kendall answered a little too quickly, which made him more suspicious to Logan. The blond was definitely up to something, and he wanted to know what it was.

"Well, what did you want to know about him?" Carlos offered.

"Oh, is this the lovely boy you've always been talking about?" Logan was surprised that his grandmother had also heard about this James. Resenting the fact that he was once again left out, he paid more attention to the Latino.

"Well, I wouldn't say that he was lovely..."

"You did describe him as attractive." Kendall waggled his eyebrows, which was only met by a confused Carlos.

"Huh? I never-" Carlos frowned.

"Are you actually going to tell us stuff about him or do you plan to keep us waiting all day?" Logan quickly put his hand over his mouth, not believing that he blurted out something like that. His outburst was met with different reactions: Nana was just chuckling; Kendall was giving him a "Why? Are you jealous" look; and Carlos just rolled his eyes.

"And since when were you interested in my life?" Carlos countered.

"Since I admitted Nana to the Palm Woods. I think it's only fair that I know almost everything about the one who was taking care of her." Logan retorted quickly, having said out the first thing that came into mind.

"I don't see how any of my personal relationships are any of your business..." Carlos snarled. "But since it was Kendall who asked me, nicely if I may add -" Carlos giving Logan another pointed stare. "Then I'll still answer."

"Just get on with it." Logan snapped, which was met with Carlos sticking his tongue out.

The Latino then stared off into space as he recounted his and James' past. He told everyone that the two of them met because their mothers were best friends, the Latino immediately changing the topic when Kendall asked about his family. The Latino then recounted several high school misadventures with James, and how the latter provided Carlos a place to stay and financial aid through rough patches during their college years.

"That's pretty much it..." Carlos blinked twice as he concluded his story. "James is pretty much a pain in the ass, but I wouldn't trade him for the world."

Conversation fell back into a more casual tone as they ate their deserts (Carlos whooped for joy when he found out that the diner served peppermint fudge brownies). Shortly after their desert, Nana requested that they all take a short stroll around the nearby park before heading back to The Palm Woods.

Logan talked about the construction of his private clinic, as he walked beside his grandma; while Kendall and Carlos, who were a few feet behind them, were having a heated discussion on who was a better superhero: Spiderman or Batman – Logan mentally agreeing for once with the Latino that Batman was way better than Spiderman.

As they neared a park bench, Logan offered that they take a break for Nana's sake.

"I am appalled." Nana put her hand to her chest and tried to look hurt and shocked. "To think that my own grandson would insult me by insinuating that I have to take a rest- Hmph." Logan smiled as he rolled his eyes. "Kendall, would you please accompany me to the pond. I would like to see the ducks."

"My pleasure, Mrs. Mitchell." Kendall offered his arm, which Nana took.

"I'll go with you!" Carlos offered, sounding too eager.

"No," Nana turned her head as they walked away. "You stay there and make sure my grandson learns his lesson." Nana winked, Logan not sure what it meant or to whom it was directed.

"You're grandmother can be weird sometimes..." Carlos sat down on the right most side of the bench, Logan sitting as far away as possible from the Latino.

"Whatever," was all he offered.

"I'm actually trying to be civil here." Carlos huffed and looked away. "Would it kill you to try and do the same?"

"Oh, don't you go lecturing me about trying to be civil!" Logan snapped. "I don't think if you've noticed, but I asked you to be assigned to care for Nana again."

"Exactly!" Carlos wiped his face. "I thought you were trying to be nice to me, not only by having me assigned to Nana again, but also for inviting me to lunch as well, and now you start being prissy again."

"Well, I'm not exactly thrilled by the idea that I helped you with cheating on your boyfriend, who by the way seems like a nice guy and totally deserves someone way better than you."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Carlos looked genuinely confused which only irritated Logan further.

"Were you really that drunk or do you just have a short memory span?" Logan whispered harshly. "I freaking fucked you- in a bathroom stall, no less- last Friday night!"

"I know about that!" Carlos also replied in a hushed voice. "I don't think I'll ever forget that..." Carlos blushed.

"Will you stop that?!" Logan interrupted. "You should at least break up with James, if you plan on continuing with that kind of behaviour!"

Carlos blinked slowly and kept quiet. He stared at Logan as if he had just grown two heads. When Carlos realized that Logan wasn't joking, he burst out into a fit of giggles.

"You- *gasps for air* - actually think that James- *another fit of giggles* -is my boyfriend?!"

"Isn't he?"

"God, no!" Carlos clutched his sides as it started to hurt from all the laughing. "Sure we experimented a little back in high school, but he'll always be a brother to me, and he knows that."

"Then why-?"

"Dude, don't look at me. You were the one who assumed things..." Carlos shrugged. "Kendall and Nana knew that James and I have no romantic feelings for each other, whatsoever."

"And you didn't bother to mention it for my sake?" Logan demanded.

"I didn't think you'd care..."

"Hey Nana, do you mind giving me a second?" Kendall asked as they approached the pond. "I just have to call someone."

"Go ahead, sweetie."

Kendall walked a few paces away from her before fishing his phone out of his pocket. He went through his contacts and called James. No one picked up, and Kendall tried to call two more times before James finally picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hi, James." Kendall felt himself smile as he answered.

"Not that I don't like talking to you, but is this important?" Kendall's smile instantly turned into a frown.

"Oh, I'm sorry. If you're busy then it could wait. I feel stupid. I could've just texted you the update between Carlos and Logan..." Kendall rambled on.

"Oh... OH. Hold on." Kendall assumed that James put his hand over the receiver of his phone, as he heard James' muffled voice and scraping sounds that sounded like people dragging chairs. "You have my full and undivided attention." Kendall could practically hear James smirking.

The blond then spent five minutes recounting what had transpired at the restaurant, and what he presumed was happening now.

"So you really think, Logan believes that I'm Carlos' boyfriend?" James asked.

"Yup."

"And you really think they had sex?"

"Yup."

"And you think that Logan will confront Carlos about him cheating on me?"

"Yup."

James just chuckled. "You are a devious man, Kendall Knight."

"I know..." Kendall trailed off. There was a few seconds of awkward silence before Kendall spoke up again. "Hey, listen. I was wondering if, you know, would want to, uhm..." Kendall wanted to smack himself for acting like an idiot. He never felt this nervous asking someone out on a date.

"I'll talk to my mother to let me off the meeting early. I'll see you at Chez' Fancee' at around 7?" Kendall grinned.

"Definitely."

"See you later, sexy."

A/N: Well? What do you think? Is it bad that I enjoy writing the Kames scenes more than Cargan scenes? Maybe it's just because Kendall and James aren't in denial...

Anyhoo. Please review and tell me what you thought of the chapter. Tell me your favourite part. Tell me what I think I should improve on. Tell me your deepest darkest secret. Just kidding. Although feedback would be awesome!

Whelp, it's already almost three in the morning. Excuse me while I collapse.

Love lots and keep on rushing!

*collapses on the floor*