OMWGNOTE: This was my first slash attempt, before Feel Alive. It's kind of cute and only sucks a little bit. I've also decided to associate it with Feel Alive and make it the story that sort of started their relationship. Obviously this is when they were younger and before James got cancer.
Haha I hope you enjoy. Expect another update on this tomorrow or Thursday because I'm writing this one-shot and aslkdja.
And for your information, this is under creation because Sims…creation…you know.
"Logan!" James called from where he was sitting with his laptop, his The Sims 3 game on pause as he tried not to laugh at the screen. James knew that it probably wasn't healthy to find this much amusement in a video game, but he couldn't help it. He had spent most of his paychecks on The Sims 3 and all of its expansion and stuff packs. He might as well enjoy it.
Logan rolled his eyes at his friend. "James, I'm right here." James looked away from the computer screen for a moment to see Logan sitting on his bed, staring pointedly at James over a Lord of the Rings novel. "Did you kill one of your Sims in a house fire again?"
James shook his head. "No," He defended. "That's not all I do on Sims."
Sighing, Logan set down his book. "James, I've seen you kill at least twenty Sims in fires or by drowning or starving them. I find it hard to believe that you haven't killed another one."
"But I haven't," James said, still trying to stifle his laughter. "Just come here." He patted the spot on the bed next to him, indicating that Logan should come over.
Logan sighed again, but complied with James' request. He pushed himself off his own bed and made his way over to James', plopping down beside his friend in the area James designated for him. James turned the laptop slightly towards him and he craned his neck a bit to get a better look at the two figures on the screen.
"Okay, so that's me and you," James said, pointing to the two frozen Sims on the screen.
Logan frowned. "That doesn't look like me," He informed James.
"It's hard to make Sims, okay? But anyway," James told him. "That's me and you and we were having a friendly conversation, when all of the sudden your Sim gets a wish."
"What did my Sim want?" Logan asked uneasily. He shouldn't be this worried about a game, but he was. What if his Sim persona wished to steal from another Sim? Logan didn't want his Sim to be evil, even if he had no hand in making the computerized Logan Mitchell that was currently frozen on James' computer screen.
James let out a small chuckle, but immediately shut up when Logan glared at him. "Take a look for yourself." He unpaused the game and hovered his mouse over the wish that had popped up in Logan's wish box.
His eyes widened when he saw James' Sim persona and a pair of lips next to it.
"Have First Kiss With James," The title read. "Romance is in the air, and your Sim desires to share it with another Sim. Start smooching! (Click on this wish to promise it or right-click to cancel it.)"
Logan's head turned to James and gave him a look that was a mixture between outrage, confusion, and amusement. "Did you purposely make my Sim gay for you?"
Logan's question combined with his facial expression was what caused James to break out into a fit of laughter. "No," He said between laughs. "You can't decide their sexuality. That's the Sim's choice." He laughed some more as he said, "Logan, is there something you want to tell me? Maybe that you don't like girls? Ooh, or that you love rainbows and unicorns and—"
His speech was effectively cut off when he found a pair of lips pressed against his own. His eyes widened in surprise at the sudden contact his best friend was providing him with, but he made no move to pull away from the kiss. Logan's lips were warm and wet and soft, and right when James was about to scold himself for enjoying kissing his best friend as much as he was, Logan had pulled away. James immediately realized that he missed the warm feeling of Logan's lips on his own.
"No, I don't like unicorns," Logan told him, the corner of his mouth twitching as he tried not to smile at the blush that just appeared on James' face. "Rainbows, on the other hand. Rainbows are pretty. I like pretty things." Without another word to his blushing friend, Logan got up and returned to his own bed, where he picked up his copy of Lord of the Rings and pretended to read. In reality, he was holding the book up to hide his smirk.
James wasn't quite sure of what just happened. One minute he had been making fun of Logan and the next he was kissing him. He still couldn't believe that it was real.
But Logan's actions reminded him of his game. He pushed thoughts of real Logan out of his mind and clicked on Sim Logan's wish. He smiled softly as he noted it would give the Sim 1,000 Lifetime Happiness points.
He began conducting romantic interactions between his sim and Logan's, and soon enough to option to have their first kiss came up. Blushing furiously, James clicked on this option. Seconds later the two figures on the screen moved forward, their lips touching as corny first kiss music played in the background and filled the room. Logan had to bite his lip from laughing aloud as he realized what James just made the Sims do.
Minutes passed after this, the only sounds coming from James' computer as a Sim would speak gibberish or Logan turning a page in his novel, actually reading it again. He was just getting to his favorite part when James spoke up again.
"Logan," He said, trying to hid his sly smile from behind the computer screen. "Your Sim has another wish."
Logan fought his own smile as he set down his book again, crossing the room to sit beside James again. Wordlessly James directed Logan's attention towards the screen, pointing at the little description box that appeared over Sim Logan's wish again.
It had the same picture as before, but this time the title said, "Make-Out With James: Your Sim wants to make out with that special someone. (Click on this wish to promise it or right-click to cancel it.)" Logan gave James another look.
"Hey," James said. "It's not my fault that your Sim really, really, really wants m—" James was again silenced by Logan's lips, but this time he didn't wonder why it was happening. This time he just let it happen. He let himself enjoy the feeling of Logan's lips moving against his, not internally questioning his friend's action but wishing he would act on it more than this one time. But too soon Logan pulled away again, leaving James with the overwhelming desire to pull Logan back to him and kiss him senseless.
Logan glanced at the computer screen and then back to James. "I think the only thing my Sim really, really, really wants is a bathroom." Again, Logan left James and returned to his own bed.
James looked to the computer screen and saw that his Logan Sim had wet himself. Now his own Sim persona wanted to be nowhere near Logan's Sim. Sighing, James quickly made Logan take a shower and then reunited his two Sim lovers with the make-out session Sim Logan had hoped for.
Logan smiled behind his book again as he heard the sounds of groaning coming out of James' computer. James quickly muted the sounds afterwards, but Logan still found it hilarious.
After a few more romantic interactions between his Sims, his Logan Sim got a wish that James couldn't help but laugh out loud about. "Logan, c'mere." Logan did not hesitate this time as he placed his book down and practically ran to James' bed, wondering what his Sim's wish could be this time.
James smiled at Logan before hovering over the wish with his mouse. The picture showed James' Sim and a crazy purple face. "WooHoo with James," The title read, and glancing back at James, Logan noticed that his friends was wagging his eyebrows in a suggestive manner.
Logan slugged him in the back of the head. "Not a chance," He said, placing a kiss to the other boy's cheek and returning to his side of the room, plopping himself onto his mattress and resuming his reading.
The room was suddenly filled with giggles and moans and other various sounds, all coming from James' computer. Logan let out a laugh as he looked up at James, who was smiling back at him.
"What? They wanted to WooHoo!"
OMWGNOTE: Be honest. Did you choke on the lack of angst?
Holy fuck is this the first happy thing I've ever posted?
Excuse me while I go faint.