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Chapter 22 :: When We Say

Walking down the stairs this time was a lot easier than the first time, because this time they decided to walk hand-in-hand rather than penguin walk and fall flat on their asses like last time.

Once at the bottom, Carlos was bombarded by an array of scents in the air. Some familiar, some not. But they all smelled fantastic! Carlos closed his eyes and attempted to identify what could be laid out on the table. Mashed potatoes, Chicken?... Cherry and Apple pie? And.. Bacon?

He re-opened his eyes and looked at Logan who was smiling at him as he watched the whole process. Unsure why, but everything that Carlos did fascinated Logan. Like an animal in a zoo that was both graceful and subtle. An animal that didn't TRY to do things. Just DID them. And made everything looking alluring, yet simple in the process. He loved studying his lovable 'Bear'. Logan smiled at the quiet thought...
"If you think I'm a good cook, then you'll adore my mother's cooking." Logan grinned his one-sided grin and Carlos went wide-eyed with excitement and took a step forward, but stopped and reconsidered something.

"I'm scared." Carlos said timidly. Looking down at his feet, which were now fidgeting around like a nervous kid would do when they were too shy too ask for something. "Scared?" Logan repeated.

"Of what? But he caught on instantly to what Carlos had meant... He had yet to meet his Father and their relationship was still unknown to him, that is unless kept her mouth shut.

"Don't worry Carlitos." pulling Carlos closer he hugged him and dropped his arms down the back of his waist and nuzzled his neck. "My dad is.. Introverted, but sensitive nonetheless. If mom took it that well, then Dad will just be shocked. He loves me and he'll absolutely adore you too." Logan said reassuringly. Carlos' tension ebbed out from his body to his surroundings and relaxed in that instant and sighed with relief.
"Thanks Logie. You truly are..." Taking a moment to think of something cute and clever he finally gave up. "Well I don't know, but rest assured it's something awesome." he said shrugging his shoulders and rolling his eyes. Logan laughed and smiled with joy. Carlos may not have known what to say, but he sure was cute anyway. Like a clumsy clumsy bear. But MY bear. Logan thought...

"Lets go already. I'mma hungry." Logan declared with the best deep voiced lumberjack sound he could manage.
"Alright Paul Bunyun.. Where's your big blue ox?" Carlos asked, looking around incredulously for the bull he knew wasn't there.
"Right here." Logan answered. Hugging him tighter.
"Clever..." Carlos pushed him back a little as to separate them for the time being. Logan had a look of hurt on his face when he did this and gave Carlos a look that said 'Why did you that?' with a heavy pout. "Your Dad, Logan." Explaining it to him. They couldn't exactly walk in holding each other in front of his Father! Logan nodded with agreement and gave him a quick hand squeeze and a kiss before they began walking towards the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen was like walking into a famous exclusive restaurant. There were pots and pans in the sink. Cutting tables on the counters. Small tiny saucers and bowls that held spices and other ingredients. Logan's mother was moving like she was making up for the lack of a sous chef or any other kind of chef for that matter. She looked up at the boys after setting the last pot into the sink and smiled.
"Well... Aren't YOU two CUTE?" Carlos looked at her with confusion, but quickly realized that He and Logan were literally matching. Sweats and color pattern in all. Logan blushed and immediately steered the conversation in a different direction.
"Where's dead?" Logan asked. Honestly curious as he turned to look over at the table in the adjoined dining room. Only to find it empty,m except for his mother's guest sitting on one side of the table casually sipping some wine from her glass. She caught Logan's eye and waived them over to come sit with her.
"Oh he won't be joining us tonight honey. He's at office right now. Apparently the company from Munich called and had to speak with him on a VERY important matter." She explained, making sure to add emphasis on 'Very'. Logan was about to ask what the tone was for, but dismissed it. He's rather not ask about such trivialities with Carlos around.

After dinner they all sat around the living room sipping on some of mom's delicious lemonade and talked. Oh they talked and talked and talked... Talked about the world... Food... Love... and much to Logan's dismay... Sex. After a good while of the topic and the inapproriate comment "I like it when he whines and moans my name"; which was made by Carlos, Logan left to go fetch somemore lemonade with Mrs. Mitchell's friend; whom they came to know as Suki.

It was at this moment that Mrs. Mitchell took the opportunity to talk to Carlos one-on-one. She patted the seat next to her, gesturing Carlos to sit closer. After sitting down, he became slightly nervous... I hope she's not mad at me. Was the only thing going his mind at this point. But she looked at him with piercing green eyes and opened her lips.

"Do you love him?"
Well that wasn't expected...

"Y-yes..."Carlos answered. She stared at him, bobbing her head in different directions in fluid movements and squinted her eyes occasionally as if to really study him. To peer into his soul. To see the truth that she hoped was real.

"Why?" She asked.
Carlos thought about this. He truly did love him, but what was it that he loved about Logan?

"To be honest.. i don't know." he answered. Her lips curled slightly at his answer and she squinted skeptically at him. "What can i say about Logan?" Carlos continued. He turned his head towards the kitchen and saw Logan there talking to Suki. He smiled a lot and was almost constantly laughing and was blushing the whole time. At one point he could have sworn he saw Logan's lips mouth his name. "Except everything?" He turned back around to look at Logan's mother who was wearing a full smile now still squinting her eyes in a way that said 'aand?'

Turning his head back to Logan he continued...
"His hair, his eyes... His laugh..." Carlos listed. Smiling. "His voice. His brain. His smile. The way his body is shaped. The way his hands fit mine in the way that makes me feel like i'm the most spoiled child in the world... The way he makes one sided grin. His philantropy. He cares. He's thoughtful. He calls himself selfish, when really he is the most generous loving person i've ever seen, met and known in my life... He makes me forget everything that i had to go through in life and it's nice. I used to think i was the most worthless person in the world. My father is to thank for that... But he doesn't care. He makes me not care. He makes me just... Forget, i guess is the best way to put it... It's not what i love about him... It's what i DON'T love... the only problem with that is, there isn't anything." Carlos finished. He looked back at Logan's mom who at this point had a motherly smile. Which held joy and unfathomable gratefulness for the boy her son had met. Her eyes began to well up ever so slightly and she inwardly puckered her lips before setting her hands on Carlos' and squeezing it lightly...

"Logan is a VERY lucky man" She said quietly.
Carlos smiled, but shook his head. "No... No i think I.. am the lucky one."

Just then Logan walked in with a tray full of refilled glasses of lemonade with Suki right behind him. He sat down right next to Carlos and gave him a kiss before taking a glance at his mother and saw she was crying a little.

"Mom? What's wrong?" He asked with a confused look.
She just smiled and wiped away the couple tears that escaped her eyes and waived the question away...
"Nothing.."She replied and looked at Carlos smiling, who returned the smile and snuggled up to Logan. "Nothing at all sweetheart."

Logan took Carlos home later that night. The drive was quiet and peaceful accompanied with an acoustic song Carlos had never heard before. The guy had a pretty tenor voice and had someone accompany his with a guitar and back up vocals...Few words were spoken, but more wasn't necessary, but Logan did want to know something...

"What did you and my mom talk about?" Logan asked suddenly. There was no sauciness to his voice. He didn't sound upset, Carlos thought. So he must've just been curious.

"You're mom asked me why i loved you?" He responded. He just sighed, put his hand on Logan's and squeezed it. He wanted to feel Logan right now. Not in the sexual way. But the comforting way, where you know the other person is there and loves you. It reminded him of when his momm used to have her friends over when he was little. And while he was in bed, he could hear them laughing and talking about whatever girls talked about. At first it bothered him and kept him awake, but eventually he got used to it, and became so comfortable to the point where he was insomniatic without it...

"And?..." Logan asked. Curious about what his answer was.

"I just said all the little things that made me fall for you. Your looks at first... Like when i saw you for the first time in the class room. You were exquisite. Like a simple painting that wasn't anything vivid or bold. Just... Beautiful in the way art should be. You're handsome but with a cutey boyish charm and... i don't know. It made me extremely curious..." He shifted slightly to get into a more comfortable position and faced Logan who was intently staring at the road.
"Then i got to know you... That was the nail over the head. And i fell for you... You were refreshing. Like a clean breath of air you could only get from walking through a deep forest. Sincere. Honest. Selfless. Sweet. But more than anything... Caring.." He squeezed his hand again and Logan looked. He couldn't help but feel his heart flutter in his chest at those words.
"Anyone could be hott. Like you. Cute. Like you. But i would give anything to be with a guy like you. And thankfully i don't need to... Cause i already have you. You're the greatest thing in my life and i love you..." Long pause..."So i guess my answer is because of your caringness. Is that right? I'm not sure if that's a word... Well in anycase it's the truth."

"I love you..." Logan said simply..."Do you know that?"
"Of course..." Carlos agreed...
"How do you feel about Asia?" Logan asked out of the blue.
"Asia? Well... I think it's robust. I've always wanted to go to China. Or the more rural countries like Tibet or maybe Cambodia. Something like that."
"How do you feel about Phuket?" He asked.
"I've never heard of it." Carlos answered.
"It's in Thailand"
"Oh.. Okay.. Well, what about it?"
"It's not important., YET."
"Okay Logie." Carlos dismissed. He was rather quite curious about this Phuket.
"We're here." Logan said interrupting Carlos' thoughts. He was right. They were parked outside of Carlos' house.
"Call me tonight?" Carlos asked with sadness. He knew he would call him, but that was just Carlos being the worry-wort he always was.
"Of course" Logan reassured quietly and gave him a kiss on the lips... At first it was comforting, but then Logan put more effort and more intensity. This turned Carlos on and he reciprocated. They sat there kissing in the car for a couple minutes. Seconds away from ripping each other's clothes off, a very young woman walking her dog walked by saw them and quickly apologized and turned around with a red face. Carlos and Logan started laughing hysterically and said their goodnights.

Carlos watched as Logan drove off before quickly, but silenty slipping inside hoping not to distub his sleeping mother. He went into his room, locked the door and turned on his laptop and immediately googled Phuket. Carlos' eyes widened and he uttered only three words...

"Oh my god..."

Author's Note :: UGH! I'm so sorry how sucky this chapter was... I just haven't had any inspiration to write, but i promise to keep going. I'm actually thinking about writing another story different from this one. Story-Verse and even writing a ShikaXKiba Naruto fan fic. Let me know what you guys think, and i was hoping a couple of you could be beta testers for the premiere of the stories? Let me know if you're interested! Mucho love my blessed readers!

P.s :: The song in the car is called When We Say (Juicebox) by AJ Rafael. If you liked the other acoustic songs, then you'll like this one. It's so freakin' sweet and sad. Please listen to it?

~BSR