Random Sanders Sides One Shots

When He Sees Me

Ship: Platonic Logince, Implied Logicality and Prinxiety
TW: None!

"LO! HEAR ME OUT!"

"NO WAY, ROMAN!"

"PLEASE!"

"GO TO-"

Roman ran up behind Logan and quickly covered his mouth. "You are not going to yell out a curse word in front of all the teachers, Microsoft Nerd!"

Logan glared at him but didn't say anything. Roman moved his hand, looking at Logan hopefully.

"No."

"Awwww. C'mon!"

Logan started walking away, Roman right behind him

Italics- Logan
Bold- Roman

I stick with real things
Usually facts and figures
When information's in its place
I minimize the guessing game
Guess what?

Logan didn't look back at Roman.

What?

I don't like guessing games

Roman crossed his arms and looked at Logan disappointedly.

Or when I feel things
Before I know the feelings
How am I supposed to operate
If I'm just tossed around by fate?

Logan waved his hands around to get his point across.

Like on an unexpected date!

Logan glared at Roman. "I tried, Lo-" Roman started.

The stranger who might talk too fast
Or ask me questions about myself
Before I've decided that
He can ask me questions about myself
He might sit too close
Or call the waiter by his first name

Logan's breathing got shallower.

Or eat Oreos
But eat the cookie before the cream?

Roman teased, trying to calm his friend down some.

But what scares me the most
what scares me the most

Logan stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and took a deep breath, trying to compose himself.

Is what if when he sees me, what if he doesn't like it?
What if he runs the other way and I can't hide from it?

Roman's smile immediately fell.

What happens then?
If when he knows me, he's only disappointed?
What if I give myself away, to only get it given back?

Logan bit back tears.

I couldn't live with that

His voice cracked, and Roman moved forward to give him a hug. He stepped away.

So, I'm just fine, inside my shell-shaped mind
This way I get the best view
So, when he sees me, I want him to