Kendall…
He…
He shaved his scruff.
*falls to my knees screaming to the sky as rain splatters on my face*
It's okay guys… Dustin has enough beard and Dustache for all of them… But… But I want them all to have scruff. All the time. A permanent scruff…
Okay… As I morn this, you guys can read. You probably either don't care about his scruff or hate it. But I love it. And it shall be missed.
Carlos was surprised when the door of James and Logan's apartment was opened before he even knocked.
"Oh GOD it's been hell!" Kendall said, happily hugging Carlos and whirling him around in a little circle. "Never leave me again!"
"Hey, sexy," Carlos laughed as he was hugged. Kendall basically carried him into the apartment.
"I made you food," he said happily. Carlos' face screwed up in confusion. "I had all day AND night to do nothing. So I made you hamburgers and mac n cheese and French fries. OH, and I was looking for apartments here in Minneapolis and I found a few!"
Carlos laughed a little as Kendall pulled him to the kitchen to find a hot plate already made for him.
"And I called Ross," he said, taking Carlos' backpack. Ross was Kendall's boss. "And told him the situation… Yeah… I'm fired. But I found another job! So it's okay!"
"You're hyper."
"I'm happy to see you!"
Carlos took the plate to the table, where James was eating the same thing.
"Wait… But…"Carlos was confused as to why James, a vampire, was eating food.
"We can eat food and drink and stuff, we just get nothing out of it," James shrugged. "He's a good cook."
"I found a job just for vampires, honey, and basically suicidal people pay me to kill them!" Kendall said excitedly, sitting at the table. "And I get a free meal out of it- and I get paid big bucks."
"What?" Carlos stopped mid-bite, eyes wide. "You can't do that!"
"What? What not?"
"Because you'll be KILLING people!"
"But they want me to. And I'd get paid."
"But… You'll be killing people."
"Just… Eat. We'll talk about it later," Kendall suggested. Carlos returned to his food as Kendall continued on about his day.
"Hello, Carlos," Logan greeted as he entered the kitchen, running his fingers lovingly through James' hair as he passed him.
"Hey, Logan," Carlos chimed. Logan said nothing to or about Kendall.
"So honey, Logan KILLED me last night," Kendall said, staring at Logan.
"What?"
"Yup. I told him we're not getting married and he snapped my neck without a second thought."
Carlos stood from his chair and stared at Logan, horror in his eyes.
"He deserved it," Logan argued. "He took advantage of James' heart of gold!"
"Look, buddy, you can't kill him," Carlos growled, surprising everyone with anger.
"He was back up and walking within an hour," Logan said defensively. "If I had really wanted him dead, I'd have staked him."
"It doesn't matter! I'm serious about this- don't hurt him!"
"Carlos, he just gets a little defensive when it comes to me," James said soothingly. "It isn't his fault."
"Don't let it happen again," Carlos said to Logan before sitting down again. Kendall smirked at Logan, and Logan rolled his eyes and turned back to the counter.
Carlos laid happily between Kendall's legs on the couch, the laptop on his stomach, as Kendall showed him apartments he had considered. They were all nice, but Carlos knew they didn't have the money for them, especially since Kendall no longer had a job.
"We can't afford these," Carlos said simply.
"I knew you'd say that," Kendall grumbled.
"Well we can't. You don't have a job anymore."
"I COULD have a job."
"You're not killing sad people for money."
Kendall huffed unhappily before clicking on his last link.
"Darkwood Apartments?" Carlos read. "That's in our price range. Where's that?"
"I dunno…"
"Hey, James?" Carlos called. He heard a muffled "YEAH?" from the open bedroom door. "Where's the Darkwood Apartment place?"
"That's here," Logan said, confused.
"Yeah, we live there," James confirmed.
"Hell no," Kendall hissed, going to X out of the link, but Carlos stopped him.
"Honey, but this apartment's so nice. And it's cheap!"
"But THEY live here."
"So? James is nice and I like him. And Logan- I think he'll warm up to you. Once he figures out you're not after his husband's booty," Carlos said, bending his neck up to look at Kendall and give him a pout.
"They're booked anyway," Kendall said, looking at the list of apartments- none saying "VACANT".
"Not that one." Carlos pointed to an apartment number- 320- that said VACANT.
"Hell no."
"What's wrong with it?"
"Baby, we're in apartment 319 right now."
"So…"
"Go out the door and read me the number on the door across the hall."
"Why?"
"Just do it."
"I don't wanna get up," Carlos whined. Kendall sighed and shook his head.
"320 is the apartment across the hall from this one."
"We'd be neighbors!"
"Shh!" Kendall hissed, not wanting the others to hear. "No way!"
"Damn right there is no way," Logan said, storming into the room. Kendall sighed, knowing Logan heard and saw EVERYTHING.
"But Logan, it would be so cool!" Carlos said, putting the computer on the coffee table and standing up. "We'll be best FRIENDS! I haven't have FRIENDS since high school!"
"OhmygoshohmygoshohmyGOSH!" James almost squealed, practically running into the room. As Carlos and James basically fangirled over being neighbors, Logan and Kendall stared at one another, arms crossed, death in their eyes. They both knew their weaknesses for their other halves would get them into deep shit and force them to live right across the hall from one another.
"This is so exciting!" James squealed, going to hug Logan but stopping when he saw the staring. "Hey!" With that, James took Logan's jaw and roughly forced him to look at him. "Stop it with the hate, cool?"
Logan said nothing as James happily kissed his nose, then turned to the others.
"When're you moving in?" he asked, Logan unenthusiastically under his arm.
"We aren't," Kendall said with finality.
"Oh but, honey, it would be so cool and we would have friends and I love you and PLEEEEASE?" Carlos begged, giving Kendall the undeniable pout. "I'll go call the receptionist all by myself like a big kid!"
"Los-"
"Pleeeease," Carlos begged, and soon James was behind him, chiming in. Kendall sighed and looked at Logan, who was, as usual, giving him the evil eye. Well, this WOULD be a great way to piss him off, after all. And Carlos and James seemed to have already become best friends.
"Fine."
"YESSS!" both men cheered, making Kendall laugh and roll his eyes.
Logan hated- HATED- the thought of Kendall living right across the hall from him… But James hadn't had FRIENDS other than Logan in sixty years, and he seemed to really hit it off with Carlos and, as much as it pained him, Kendall. What kind of a husband would he be to deny that of James? And, well… MAYBE a friend would do some good for Logan himself.
Logan stood in the doorway of his apartment, leaning on the frame and watching as James carried two heavy boxes into the apartment across the hall. Next came Kendall, who didn't fail to give him a smug look as he entered.
"Honey, why don't you pitch in a little," James sighed as he exited the apartment. "We could use your help with the couch and bed and stuff."
Logan stubbornly shook his head and James sighed and shrugged as he went on to retrieve more to move in.
"Logie, aren't you EXCITED?" Carlos asked, hugging Logan unexpectantly and making Logan stiffen up.
"Nobody calls me Logie."
"James does," Carlos said cheerfully, letting go of him.
"James is my husband. You are my acquaintance."
"Anyway, are you excited?"
"Jumping for joy."
"That's the spirit! Now c'mon- we could use your old man muscles to help move stuff!"
With that, Carlos took Logan's wrist and easily pulled him down the hall, Logan pulling the door closed on his way.
Kay, I think I'm gonna have some adventure in the next chapter! I have a partner in crime *cough* THEWEIRDBLOND *cough* and she'll help me out. :D BTW, we have a new collab out and it's called Untouchable and I really love it and it's about the backstory behind the song Untouchable and it's a Kogan/Jarlos and I really love it so check it out on my account!