Thomas Sanders Sides OneShots 4

Lonely walk - Logan x Deceit

12:57pm
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Logan silently closed the front door behind him as he left the house the sides shared inside Thomas's mind, heading down the street with a blank gaze. The road was lined with houses either filled with different aspects of Thomas, or the people conjured up by Roman's imagination, for he found the "town" they lived in to be boring, and lacking any personality.

Logan thought it was unnecessary, none of these people were real, but no one else seemed to mind, in fact many thought what Roman did was well needed to make them feel more...human than what they were. Logan didn't want to feel human, he was Thomas's logic, nothing more, nothing less - he doesn't see himself finding love, getting married, having kids, growing old - that was Thomas's job, his job was to keep the host in check, making sure his life doesn't fall of the rails.

Roman and Patton may want to find the happiness Thomas does, but he recoils at the idea - his existence is merely to help Thomas, and to not care about his own needs and happiness.

The temperature was quite chilly, so with a click of his fingers, he relaxed in the warm that surrounded him. He didn't care if it was winter, in the mind it could be any season they wanted. Sweeping his hair from his eyes, he ducked into an alley as a shortcut to get where? He didn't know, he was just...walking. And thinking.

"Well, isn't this normal"

Logan froze momentarily at the snake-like hiss of a voice that came from his right, but it was only Deceit, he thought if he carried on without responding the lying aspect would leave him alone, but of course the heterochromia-eyed aspect had other plans.

Slinking from his shadowed hiding place, he tailed behind Logan who noticeably sped up, probably to try and get away from Deceit who quickly fell into step beside the logical aspect. Logan huffed but let it happen, as long as Deceit would stay quiet-

"What brings you here?"

Great. Tightening his tie, Logan sighed out.

"I do not know, Deceit. Must you interrogate me while I try and think?" He replied back, tone exasperated. Deceit knew the sides had been working hard for a few months for the new sander side video, so Deceit understood why he seemed so tired and out of it, what was confusing to him was why he didn't just go to bed and sleep off this funk.

"I don't have to" Deceit smirked, "but I want to"

"Of course" Logan replied monotonously, crossing the empty street to the side of the road that held a bench, sitting down on the right side, directly under the street lamp. Deceit watched curiously, sitting cross-legged on the left side, facing Logan who had his eyes closed, face screwed up slightly, almost like he was trying to think, but he couldn't. Deceit assumed it was because of his lack of sleep recently.

"You totally don't look constipated" Deceit found himself drawling, huffing through his nose in amusement when disgust ran across his features. Now that he said this, Logan's face relaxed, and his eyes even cracked open to stare down the dark street, abandoned by any other life.

"Are you tired?" Deceit decided to ask, propping his head up by his clenched hand, elbow resting on the back of the bench. Logan shook his head, replying with a firm 'no' that anyone else would have believed, but Deceit was, well, Deceit, so he knew when any of the sides lied - they knew this, yet they still went out of their way to lie, as if they would somehow trick him.

Rolling his eyes, he pursed his lips and rose his eyebrow into a 'really?' Look, but Logan was too focused on the dark distance, so he didn't notice.