Some Clarification: A few months in the story's timeline have progressed between the last chapter and this one.
Logan was a sucker. After telling Kendall countless times that he needed the peace and quiet of his dorm room to study for an upcoming test he gave in the second the blonde started to whimper into the phone. Logan was a sucker. And he was whipped.
In reality, Kendall was behaving himself. Sitting on the old couch in his apartment, Kendall watched a muted hockey game as he allowed Logan to flip through the pages of information from the dinky table in the adjoining kitchen.
Logan snuck another quick glance to the silent blonde. In reality, the problem was Logan. He had a hard time not touching Kendall. So, huffing in annoyance at himself, Logan trekked over to the couch with his book.
Plopping down, Logan ignored Kendall's questioning expression. Stretching his legs out, he let them fall into Kendall's lap. With Kendall's hands coming to rest comfortably on his thighs, the brunette returned to studying.
A few moments passed in relative silence as Logan repeatedly glanced up to observe the side of Kendall's stubble ridden face. He really did like how good Kendall looked with the scattering of hair. Of course, the scratching on his own skin was hell. On more than one occasion, Logan awoke after a night filled with bedroom antics to find his the skin surrounding his mouth red with irritation.
"I thought you were studying." Jostled from his thoughts, Logan brought down the hand that had been subconsciously stroking his own chin.
"We both knew it wasn't gonna last long." With that, Logan closed his book and tossed it to the floor. Shuffling his legs up to bend at the knee, he made grabby hands at a laughing Kendall.
Hands each grasping a knee, Kendall spread them gently to allow his body between them. Sides cradled by Logan's legs, Kendall leaned down to kiss the other.
Feeling the blonde pull away after one short, measly kiss, Logan grabbed the back of his head. Tangling his hands in Kendall's hair, Logan brought their lips roughly back together.
Gasping as Logan nipped at his bottom lip, Kendall opened his mouth into the kiss. Overpowering the other and pushing his tongue forcefully passed Logan's, Kendall was rewarded with a low groan.
Tongues wrestling lightly for a few moments, Logan pulled away. "Bedroom."
"How are you supposed to finish medical school if you don't study?" Growling at Kendall's cheeky teasing; Logan latched his mouth on the other's collarbone. Sloppily chewing at the skin, Logan pulled away to admire his handiwork.
"Now." Spitting the word out, Logan grinned with Kendall as he was lifted from the couch. Legs wrapping tightly around Kendall's waist, Logan reattached his mouth to Kendall's as the blonde fought to work his way through the living room to his bedroom.