My Logical Murderer (analogical)

I Just Wanted A Hoodie!

Remember when I briefly mentioned Logans past physical relationship? Just bare that in mind. ;)

Logans POV

I woke up beside Virgil inside the blanket Fort I had made last night and I can't complain about the sight before my eyes.

He had soft, messy hair with smudged eye shadow and was snoring lightly with a small smile.

I can say that this adorable male beside me is mine and I wouldn't have it any other way.

I just lay there, watching him sleep soundly. Creepy? maybe, but nobody could blame me. If they were in my position, they'd do the same.

He stirred gently, giving out a small yawn as he cuddles into my side, his head in the crook of my neck.

"Morning.." he let out yet another yawn.

"Good morning, V. Did you sleep alright?" I say, putting my arms around him.

"Mhm. Did you? I'm sorry if I bothered you. I probably did. I'm sorry!"

"Don't stress, I slept very well, thank you dear."

"Should we get up?" He says as he tries to lift his head.

I rest my hand in his hair and started playing with it.

"Five more minutes of cuddling, then we may start out day."

"Okay Lo, whatever you want." He giggles.

I close my eyes, smiling.

Exactly 5 minutes later, Virgil starts attempting to move. Of course he was unsuccessful.

"Can we get up now?" He asks, his voice slurred slightly.

"Actually I'm rather comfortable positioned like this."

"Please?"

"But I'm comfortable."

"Please? Babe?"

Babe. I've noticed that he calls me babe when he wants something. It's my weakness.

"Fine. I'm not exactly happy about it though."

He kisses my nose and stands up, heading to the kitchen.

I follow behind him with the dirty mugs from last night in hand.

I placed the mugs into the dishwasher and made myself some toast with Crofters as an impeccable topping. The best topping there is in my opinion.

"What do you want to eat for breakfast, Virgil?"

"Eh. I don't usually eat breakfast."

I walk up behind him placing my arms around his slim waist and my head on his.

"You need to eat breakfast V."

"Does coffee count?"

"Add a slice of toast or some cereal to that cup of coffee and you have yourself a decent breakfast."

"Oh haha."

"So what will it be, toast or cereal?"

"I'll make some cereal now." He said, turning around to face me. His back was now against the counter with my hands either side so he couldn't move.

"I'll gladly make it for you. Just go and sit down, it won't be a moment."

"I'm not troubling you am I?"

"Of course not. You could never. Now go and sit down."

"Wait. One more thing."

"And what's that?" I asked curiously.