I thought this would end up being longer, but it just sort of ended itself. I'm not really satisfied that I did these two justice, so if you have any ideas of how I could improve this, please share them in the comments, I enjoy this pairing enough that I will make every effort to get this right, for their sake. Thanks for reading and sorry this is so short!
Over the next week Julian avoided Logan even more religiously than before. It was when he was hurrying through the halls between classes, hoping not to see the blonde boy that he called out after him. Julian froze, his whole body tense, as he turned around, and saw Logan gesturing for him to follow him into a deserted hallway. His stomach churned and his heartbeat quickened considerably. What could Logan possibly have to say to him? He followed nervously, and when they had gone down the hallway Logan turned to face him, an odd expression on his face.
"I think I have this figured out now," he said, his voice oddly hesitant. Julian didn't bother asking what he had figured out, he just waited expectantly, unsure if he would start hyperventilating soon. "Would you tell me what you never actually told me the other night?"
"What? That I-" Julian faltered, unable to believe what he was about to say, "-I like you?" He tried to sound nonchalant, but knew he had failed miserably. Logan nodded.
"Yeah, that." He waited, eyes locked on the shorter boy's. Julian sighed and, because those pale green eyes really did do weird things to him, threw caution to the wind.
"I am in love with you, Lo," he said it quietly, and waited on baited breath for a reply. He seemed to have caught the other boy off guard, but he couldn't help but hope…
"I'm not in love with you-" but no. He had been right, there was no way this insanely beautiful guy, with the whole school at his feet, could ever love him. But Logan stepped closer to him, slipping his hands into Julian's. "At least not yet. But I want the chance to learn how to love you. Because I do like you, Jules. A lot. And I do care about you. And not just as a friend." Their faces were inches apart now, and Julian could feel Logan's breath on his lips, and his own lungs seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and perhaps his heart had forgotten how to beat too. He felt as though he was floating, suspended in air, the whole world stopped, because there was no way Logan could have just said that, there was no way. "Julian, can I kiss you?" Now his heart was definitely beating. But way, way, way too fast. He barely managed to nod. And then Logan's lips were on his, and no matter how many times he had imagined this in the past, he could never have known just how good those lips would taste, or that they would be so soft, or that they would fit so perfectly on his. Maybe this wouldn't last, but right now, Julian really couldn't care less.