AN: Here it is! My submission for the 'How they got together' prompt by Aranelle in the Big Time Rush Discussion & Weekly Prompt Forum. She put up a few prompts and we're looking for more people to join in!

I'm so excited to be back here. Ten years ago, I started out here with another account, but I believe out of all my work on this site, this is my very favourite story!

A huge thank you to TheaterKid, who encouraged and supported me and was gracious enough to beta read my work. Thank you, it means a lot to me. Our talks the past few weeks motivate me to keep writing.

Logan knew the average height for men in the US was 5 feet, 9 inches. So, with his 5 ft 7, he was just a little bit shorter than average. Shortness in itself didn't bother Logan, he found he enjoyed plenty of perks. All of his shirts fit without being either too wide or too short and Logan managed to find good jeans in any store -even in spite of James, who should not be so terribly picky about his friends' clothes. Logan was also never bothered with trying to squeeze his legs in the tiny space between airplane seats and had never once hit his head because he couldn't fit under door frames.

Sure, there were struggles too. Statistically, tall men were considered more attractive and earned more money; but since Big Time Rush took off, he made more money than he knew what to do with and if the amount of proposals from fans gave him any indication, Logan wasn't doing half bad. Admittedly, he wasn't getting as many as James - which was fair, considering how pretty his friend was- or Kendall - which bothered Logan more - but Logan had actually done the one-sample t-test of that particular problem and within the 95% confidence interval they weren't getting significantly more letters than Logan or Carlos, so he decided that being tall wasn't a valid predictor in their particular sample. Though Logan had to admit four guys in the same band were not a big enough sample size and if he truly wanted to refute James' hypothesis that being tall got him more girls, Logan would need all the data from all the boybands and do a much bigger study. Logan decided such an extensive project was pointless; James wouldn't understand a single word.

Also, Logan got a kick out of showing James the data he found originally and exaggerating their significance to take his tallest friend down a notch. That particular speech had Carlos laughing hysterically at James' indignation and Logan was glad to give his fellow shorty a confidence boost when it came to girls. Kendall had watched on with amusement but kept mostly quiet. Logan knew Kendall saw through his big words and knew that the numbers he'd quickly scribbled across his whiteboard were a big bluff. Logan was greatly appreciative of Kendall when he chose not to tell James, even though Logan figured that had more to do with James stealing Kendall's twinkies earlier.

But even if Logan could prove there was no significant difference between being tall or short with all the data in the world, he knew that his height was a disadvantage.

Logan was constantly placed in front of James and Kendall in pictures, even though he preferred not to be in the centre. Those guys were more interested in being famous than Logan ever was, even if it wasn't in the profession Kendall aspired, and Logan was completely fine on the flank. So it frustrated him to no end when producers put him in a flashy red shirt and a leather jacket that wasn't his style at all and shoved him in the front under the pretence that 'he was short' and 'being upfront made the picture flow better.'. Logan didn't even know what the hell that meant.

And then when they were finally sent home after long days, Logan was always shot down for sitting shotgun, because Kendall and James supposedly couldn't fit their legs in the back of the car. Logan knew for a fact this wasn't true, because they were never bothered sitting in the back when there was a girl involved. It didn't matter that Logan got road sick sitting in the back because apparently being nauseous and dizzy wasn't as uncomfortable as hitting your knees to a cushioned leather seat for the ten-minute ride back to the Palm Woods.

How the seats in the car got divided was probably the most unfair abuse of the height difference, but if Logan had to pick the most annoying it was the absolute impediment of getting anything from the upper shelves. Carlos solved that problem by hauling himself up on the counters with the same grace as a gorilla, but Logan considered himself more sophisticated and refused to lower himself to that. The next best thing was to get the step stool Mrs. Knight used, but the use of that was always accompanied with merciless teasing from James and Carlos.

Logan resolved to just not needanything from the top shelves and kept his personal favourites lower to the floor to bypass the problem entirely. However, when one of the guys was annoyed with him, they would place his stuff on the very top of the cabinets and watch him struggle. It drove Logan nuts.

So when Logan came home that night, trudging behind his friends after a long day filled with being in the front in pictures and dance practice and still nauseous from the car ride home - next time it was Carlos' turn to drive Logan would walk home, so he vouched when his maniac of a friend actually went about a roundabout in the wrong fucking direction. Logan just wanted to get his favourite lemon-and-ginger green tea and hide out in the room he shared with Kendall with his new book on psychology.

Which was why his blood boiled when he found the necessities for his favourite afternoon beverage gone from their spot. He knew exactly who was responsible.

"JAMES!"

"Yeah?" His tallest friend asked sweetly.

"Why?" Logan demanded, even though he had the strongest inkling. He hoped against hope that one of the guys he called his best friends was not that petty.

"You took up my bathroom time this morning."

James was that petty.

Carlos saw the murderous look on Logan's face and beelined for the front door to go see Stephanie. Kendall ignored them both and put in earbuds as he dropped down on the couch.

"Are you kidding me?! You were only halfway through your hair ritual by the time it was my turn, if I didn't kick you out when I did, I wouldn't even have been able to brush my teeth before leaving for the studio!"

"And I keep telling you; take your toothbrush to the kitchen sink."

"That's highly unsanitary."

"Then get up before me."

"You're in there for ninety minutes! I'm not getting up two hours early for the ten minutes I need to shower and brush my teeth."

"You don't do your hair? No wonder it bothers me."

"I don't when we're doing photoshoots, because they sent us fucking stylist to do that crap all over again! Why the hell would you need ninety minutes to fix it just right when an hour later you're back in a chair and they do it for you?!"

"I need to look good whenever I leave the house."

Logan considered throwing one of the cups at James' head, but kept himself from it by thinking of all the ways Gustavo would kill him for ruining 'the face.' Instead, Logan threw up his hands in utter disbelief and without another word, he went to hallway closet to get the stool.

Only to find it missing.

"JAMES! I'm gonna kill you."

Logan stormed back to the kitchen and found James leaning against the counter. Oh, what Logan would give to wipe the stupid smug smirk off his face. "Where is it?"

"Where is what?" James asked sweetly.

Logan gritted his teeth. "You are the most narcissistic, narrow-minded, contemptible son of a bitch I ever met. Take my stuff down."

"I don't understand any of the words you just said, but I know you were insulting me. So, no, I don't think I will."

"How can you not know! I call you those things every time I'm mad at you! Even you can take a minute to look them up in a thesaurus."

James pulled a face. "What does a dinosaur have to do with anything?"

Logan blinked a few times, trying to comprehend how ignorant James was. "Dino- I can't even... what!"

"You know, for a genius, you are a complete mess with words."

Logan thought his head might actually explode and it was very fortunate for James he wasn't near any mugs at this point. Logan wasn't a violent person and those thoughts scared him, so he decided he needed to get away as soon as possible or risk hurting James.

"James, enough."

Both Logan and James looked over at Kendall, who had finally taken out his earbuds.

"You," James drew out the word unnecessarily and waved at Kendall dismissively, "Need to keep out of this."

"I really don't."

"You wanna bet?"

"I don't need to." Kendall rolled his eyes and got up. "You are being a huge asshole."

"Logan took my bathroom time!"

"No, you didn't keep to yours and we had five minutes until we needed to leave for the studio. It was his turn."

"The schedule is stupid," James declared.

"The schedule is what keeps us from murdering you. Now shoo. Leave him alone."

Logan watched James scowl and leave, before turning to Kendall. "You didn't need to intervene."

"Yeah, you looked like someone who had it totally handled."

Logan crossed his arms. "I did," He lied stubbornly.

Kendall didn't call him on his bullshit. "And you should also know better than to use big words around James, he already thinks you're making fun of him way more often than you actually are."

"I know," Logan grumbled.

Kendall pulled up a corner of his mouth. "So what did he stash away now?"

"Tea."

Logan could tell Kendall wanted to point out how the severity of the fight didn't weigh up to the triviality of Logan's favourite tea, but he was grateful when Kendall apparently decided to sidestep the issue. They all had stuff they were irrationally fond of -a certain helmet came to mind.

Kendall spotted the box high up and the next thing Logan knew his friend was right in front of him. Logan stilled in his spot when Kendall reached over him to get the package. Kendall's legs pressed along Logan's and he braced himself with a hand on Logan's side. It was only for the two seconds it took Kendall to take the package off the shelve, but Logan's skin tingled under Kendall's hand and he felt his heart flutter.

"Here."

Logan managed to shake himself from his frozen state when Kendall pressed the tea in his hands. He was confused; Logan was in close contact with his friends all the time, why was this different?

Kendall studied him; one crazy eyebrow raised. "You okay?"

"Yeah. Thanks, uh, for my tea." Logan held up the package and felt lame.

"Cool. You know, James was only this vindictive because that girl didn't call him back yesterday."

"I... actually didn't know."

"I'm not saying you need to apologize to him or anything, but maybe that provides some context to his unusual need for vengeance."

Logan raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Vengeance? Vindictive? You're using big words."

Kendall grinned and Logan was taken aback by the sudden light in his eyes, trying not to think of how close they still were. "Unlike James, I do pay attention."

Logan was on his toes for the next couple of days after his fight with James, but not because they were still squabbling. James apologised later that night with chocolate milk and videogames. It was Kendall's grabby hand that kept bothering him. No, that wasn't fair, Kendall touching him didn't bother him as much as his own reaction had. Since when did he freeze when a friend put a hand on him? They all touched each other, almost continuously throughout the day, for all of the sixteen years he'd known them, and Logan would be more worried if any of them ever stopped touching him.

This was why it was extra peculiar that Kendall's touch bothered him and his brain was working overtime. One explanation he came up with was that he had been worked up from his fight with James and the contact had simply been sudden to his adrenaline-filled body. Another could be that he'd developed sudden onset tactile hyperesthesia and Logan was now sensitive to anyone touching him. That argument was refuted quickly when his body didn't show the same symptoms when Carlos wrapped an arm around him or when James slapped him on the back.

Logan reluctantly came to the conclusion that he was sensitive to Kendall touching him. A little experiment the day after his fight with James cleared it up. They had just finished dance rehearsal and Logan was certain he was just as worked up as yesterday, even if this was exhaustion and yesterday he'd been furious. It would have to do; he didn't plan on starting another fight with James any time soon.

When Kendall suggested to go get ice cream and Carlos wanted to go for corn dogs, Logan took his chance and sided with Kendall -which he would have anyway because he couldn't stand the smell of corn dogs after Carlos constantly waving them under his nose- and sure enough, Kendall grinned and lay an arm around his shoulders.

The side hug had been fine, it was Kendall's signature move, and Logan had anticipated it. What had not been fine, was how when the argument ended and they started their way back to the changing room, Kendall's hand ran down his back slowly and Logan shivered. Logan closed his eyes to regain his composure and prayed that Kendall didn't notice how his face had flushed. That hope was idle; Kendall was watching him curiously, amused when he opened his eyes.

Not good.

"What was that?" Kendall asked him. DamnKendall, always prying.

"Little chilly, I guess," Logan made up. He didn't know what that was, hence why he'd put himself in the situation in the first place.

"You're sweating, we were just drilled by Mr. X."

Logan scrambled for an answer. "Yeah, you know, diaphoresis and such."

Kendall laughed. "I actually don't know, Logie. It's almost like-"

Logan never found out what it was almost like because Carlos stalked back into the studio quickly followed by James, both of them demanding Kendall and Logan pick their side when it came to which ice cream place to go to.

Logan was instantly distracted. It was his turn to pick, damnit.

The next night Logan settled on the couch with his book, pretending to read, while really observing his second tallest friend. Usually, after dinner all his friends left the apartment for their various shenanigans around the hotel. James went down to the pool to catch the last hour of sun, Carlos and Katie found some other residents to play along in their massive water balloon fight in the park -apparently Katie and Buddha Bob came up with a way to fill many balloons quickly and Logan wanted nothing to do with the absolute shitload of colourful water bombs. To his surprise, Kendall also passed up the opportunity. This was unexpected behaviour because Kendall never backed down from a fight, but even more so because instead of engaging in a fun-filled night with his friends, he was helping his mother clean the kitchen.

Kendall was a good son, yes, but as far as Logan remembered -and Logan remembered quite a lot- this never happened before. Kendall carried up groceries and kept Katie out of too much trouble, but he didn't volunteer household tasks. Logan offered his help when they started, as he often did help out when he was the only one left in the apartment with Mrs. Knight. She took him and his friends to LA and took care of them even now they were all adults and Logan wanted to help her out; she was more of a mother to him than his own ever was. However, both Knights had assured him they were good.

Logan honestly tried to read when they just started, but he was distracted early on when they actually seemed to be having fun. The whole scene was endearing and wholesome and more entertaining than his novel. Kendall had climbed on top of the counter to clean off the top of the cabinets. The irony of that wasn't lost on Logan, given he had refused to climb up just a day before, but Kendall was confident in ways Logan wasn't.

Logan's eyes travelled along Kendall's body as he washed the top of the cabinets. He was still wearing the plaid shirt he'd worn to the studio, but he'd unbuttoned it and rolled up his sleeves. Logan watched closely as a drop of water ran down his forearm; Kendall had been working out with James a few days a week for a while now and his bicep was flexed as he held up the bucket. Kendall wasn't ripped like James, but still very athletic and Logan enjoyed how broad his shoulders were and the more subtle display of muscle and-

And oh god, since when did Logan think Kendall was hot?

Logan managed to tear his eyes off his best friend when Kendall climbed down the counter, keeping them firmly on the page in front of him. Logan pretended to read while he listened to Kendall and his mom and dared to glance at them through his lashes when they laughed. Kendall had taken his bucket to the island and was now scrubbing the stove. This was probably the dirtiest place in the kitchen, considering the number of chicken nuggets and corn dogs Mrs. Knight fried up every other day. Kendall had taken off his shirt and was just wearing a white t-shirt, which clung to his skin and what the hell was happening?

Apparently, Kendall felt eyes on him and glanced over at Logan, who was unsuccessful this time and didn't manage to look away soon enough. Logan wasn't sure what he expected to happen, but it definitely wasn't the satisfied smirk that slowly spread on Kendall's lips. "You need something?" Kendall asked him.

"I'm fine," Logan answered quickly, too quickly.

Kendall's eyes lit up with the same knowing look he wore yesterday after practice and then Kendall winked. Logan felt his cheeks burn and that stupid smirk on Kendall's face grew wider as he went back to cleaning the stove.

James came in then, completely soaked, bitching about Carlos and how his dumb water bombs interrupted his phone call. Logan used the commotion to discreetly slip away to his room. He needed to think.

Logan fell on the bed in his hotel room and ran a hand down his face. He enjoyed singing and dancing with his best buds, but he did not enjoy the endless amount of PR and interviews. Logan loved their fans and he was immensely grateful for their support, but he was also a huge introvert and some of those girls were clingy.

Thus, it was a huge relief to him that Logan got to share a hotel room with Kendall while Carlos got stuck with James. James and his hair products were the worst hotel room company. Especially compared to Kendall, who liked to lie on his bed and listen to music through his headphones and leave Logan alone.

The 'leaving-Logan-alone' part was especially important considering Kendall's odd behaviour over the last week, as Logan still didn't know what to make of it. Thankfully nothing strange happened between them for a couple of days and Logan felt relatively safe in his presence. Logan considered himself a genius, but also knew he was clueless when it came to emotions and feelings. As a result, Carlos often labelled indecisive. To Logan however, overthinking definitely beat panicking when he tried to make quick decisions; especially concerning situation where his best friend winked at him. He definitely needed some time to mull that over.

Logan concluded that there was no denying he'd felt something when Kendall touched him. Logan had also decided that it didn't mean anything. They were friends. Logan had known the guy forever. As much as Logan didn't want to admit it, the reason Kendall was suddenly attractive to him was probably that he was worked up. That wasn't weird, he was in his late teens and Logan knew all about biology.

Except it totally was weird, because since when was Kendall, the sweating, tough, hockey-head, appealing to Logan? Kendall, who was obnoxiously observant, straight forward and no-nonsense, had obviously noticed the moment Logan started reacting strangely to things that used to be so normal. At this point it bothered Logan more that Kendall hadn't said anything about Logan's strange reactions than if he had, considering how Kendall had always refused to let any secrets exist amongst his friends.

The shower turned off in the bathroom and Logan ran a hand down his face. It wasn't like Logan had a problem dating guys. Even while being extremely socially unequipped Logan had managed to land a somewhat regular fling at a party. He was also positive he wasn't the only one in the band experimenting with guys, a game of 'secrets the other person doesn't know about' in Lucy's apartment had cleared that up.

Poor Carlos had been blindsided during the game of 'Never have I ever' when all his friends drank when asked if they'd ever made out with a guy.

Logan sat up when the bathroom door opened and Kendall came out in just his boxers, water dripping from his hair onto his chest. Logan managed not to stare at him too long, as Kendall looking like that could only be a trap. "Your phone went off a couple times while you were in the bathroom," He told Kendall, his eyes firmly on the floor.

"Thanks."

Logan checked his own phone a last time before he started gathering the stuff for his shower. He didn't register the silence on Kendall's side of the room until he wanted to go into the bathroom. "You okay?" Logan asked him, because Kendall lay entirely too still.

"Mom found an apartment."

"What?"

"She has been looking for a place for her and Katie. Has been for a few weeks."

Logan sat next to Kendall on his bed. "Why?"

"Because we're adults, Logie. Even if we don't act like them a lot yet. Well, you do."

"So her and Katie are moving out?"

"Looks like it. Mom says she wants to give Katie the chance to go to a regular high school since she mostly uses her intellect for schemes at the Palm Woods. Mom hopes to bring out her full potential in a regular school. She's also done living with four guys and dealing with our crazy schedule."

Logan considered Katie's intelligence to rival his own and understood why Mrs. Knight would want to put her in a better school. "I get that."

"Mom also has the notion that us living on our own will go 'well'." Kendall pulled a face that clearly said he thought his mother was nuts.

Logan chuckled. "It's like she doesn't even know us."

Kendall grinned. "We'll be fine. James and Carlos though..."

"Utter disaster."

He shook with laughter and Logan felt a twinge of pride at cheering Kendall up so easily. Logan enjoyed Kendall's smile a lot.

"I know mom moving out should be a dream come true, but I'll miss them," Kendall confessed when he stopped laughing.

"Where are they moving to?"

"An apartment complex a few buildings over."

Logan shook his head with a smile. "You might be a bit of a mama's boy."

Kendall attempted to hit Logan with a pillow, which he managed to dodge, and Kendall instead grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked him down onto the bed. "Careful, Hortense."

"I mean, the rest of us haven't lived with our parents for nearly four years." Logan didn't exactly want to live with his parents, but that was another story.

"I know," Kendall grumbled, pulling his arm from under Logan's body.

"And when Katie and your mom move out, we'll all finally have our own rooms."

Kendall pressed a hand to his heart in mock indignation. "Are you done bunking with me already?"

Logan laughed. "You're lucky you don't snore."

He smiled. "I think we really lucked out when we picked rooms, I would not have survived four years with James."

"Back then I never imagined we'd still be in LA four years later."

"Oh, me either. I thought we were done when it came down to that damn monkey picking the demos."

"Or when Griffin decided the band was too risky right before our first concert and sent us back to Minnesota."

"I'm glad we got to come back."

"Yeah? You had a very serious offer for a hockey scholarship right there."

Kendall smiled. "I can still play hockey. Someday. The band was a once in a lifetime deal."

"You made James very happy."

Kendall nodded. "Yeah, as far as making James' dream come true we did good."

Logan was quiet for a moment as he thought about Mrs. Knight and Katie leaving. Kendall had an amazing relationship with them and Logan felt a twinge in his chest at the thought of not seeing them every day, he loved them too. However, Kendall would still be living with him and James and Carlos and Logan knew that between the three of them, they would get Kendall through this. "I think you'll get used to living without your family."

"I know, I just need to get used to it. At least you guys are not moving out yet."

Logan frowned at Kendall's choice of words and hesitated for a moment, unsure if this was something he should talk about. "Yet?" He asked eventually, carefully.

"Carlos and Stephanie are getting pretty serious and James has vague plans for a solo career, which we both know will be a huge success no matter what he chooses to pursue. We have success as Big Time Rush now, but I wonder how much longer that will last."

"Wow, okay, I really haven't given it much thought."

Kendall turned his head towards Logan. "I saw your acceptance letter for UCLA."

"That doesn't mean I'm gonna go." Logan had carefully kept that information to himself and he decided then and there he would finally figure out how Kendall got to be so insufferably all-knowing. He'd gone through the admission process mostly to see if he could get in at all and put off making a decision for a few months now.

"You should though," Kendall told him and nudged him in his side. "Start making your own dream come true."

Logan shrugged and folded his hands over his stomach. "I'm getting by with online courses. Besides, we have an album left to launch, the Tween Choice Awards to prepare for, and a whole summer tour ahead of us. It's no use thinking about yet."

"I don't know a lot about college admissions, but don't they want to know relatively early if you're going to attend?"

"They do."

"By when, Logan?"

"April," He admitted.

Kendall nodded. "I think you should do it."

Logan didn't know what to do yet. Their tour was planned for well into August, but usually Gustavo and Griffin added dates when venues opened up. If he decided to go to college, summer tour, and the band, really, suddenly had a definite time of death.

"You're allowed to make this choice, Logie."

"It would mean the end of the band."

Kendall shrugged. "Everyone has plans for after this, no one will be left without dreams or work or whatever. And honestly, you were set to graduate early and start pre-med three years ago and you put your dream on hold for us, you've earned it."

"This has turned in a pretty heavy late-night conversation." It was Logan's way of cutting it short; Kendall's words caught him off guard and he needed to think.

"I don't mean to push," Kendall told Logan softly.

"I know, it just- you overwhelm me." Logan didn't remember ever being this open about his feelings.

"I try not to."

The warmth crept back into Logan's chest and he smiled up at the ceiling. Kendall was brutally honest and never tiptoed around anyone, but he was also the most considerate person Logan ever met and fiercely protective of his friends. So much so, he'd apparently deemed it vital to their friendship to give Logan space. "Thank you."

A few moments later, Kendall's arm landed on his face. "Ow," Logan moaned.

Kendall's body shook with silent laughter and he felt around Logan's head until he found his hair. Kendall's fingers trailed along the top of his head and Logan believed had he been a feline he'd have purred.

"Though at times I'll still push because you can get caught up in that big brain of yours."

"I don't expect anything else," Logan answered.

The soft pads of Kendall's fingers ran through the hair behind his ear and Logan's breath caught in his throat. The skin behind his ear was sensitive and the hand in his hair stilled. The room filled with the same tension Logan felt down to his core when Kendall had pressed him up against the kitchen counter. Logan only resumed breathing when Kendall continued stroking his head.

"Good?" Kendall asked quietly.

Logan turned his head slightly and Kendall got the hint, softly trailing with his nails along the sensitive spot behind Logan's ear. "Yes," He whispered back.

Kendall's hand stayed in his hair and Logan refused to think about what it meant. At that moment all he knew was how amazing it felt, and Logan never wanted to move again.

Kendall broke the silence after a good ten minutes. "I would love to never break up the band, but I also don't want to end up like Boys in the Attic in a couple of years."

It took Logan some time to remember what they were talking about. "That would be bad."

"Terrible. I want to go out on a high."

"Well, we got to perform on Jimmy Kimmel tonight, I think we've reached high."

"You are right," Kendall laughed. "Tonight was awesome." He ruffled Logan's hair before folding his hand back under his head. Something inside Logan stung at the loss of contact.

Logan decided it was time to escape the strangest conversation he'd ever been in. It was nearly midnight and tomorrow they had more press. He sat up and grabbed his towel from the other bed. "I'll think about college."

Kendall nodded and smiled at him. "Good. Let me know."

The warmth from before hit back full force and Logan got up to flee Kendall's presence. All of tonight had left him confused and Logan needed a hot shower and sleep.

He went into the bathroom and undressed down to his boxers to turn on the shower, only to find the showerhead all the way up high. Now, if he'd shared a room with James, Logan would have known this had been done with pure malicious intent. But Kendall wasn't like that. "Kendall?" He called.

"Yeah?" Logan heard from the room.

"Can you take down the shower head?"

"Yes, coming."

Kendall appeared a few seconds later, still in just his boxers. Logan hung his head and only glanced at Kendall through his peripheral while trying to step outside the cabin, but in much the same fashion as in the kitchen, Kendall stepped right up to him and reached over Logan's head to adjust the shower head. Only this time it seemed to take Kendall some time to unscrew the holder and their bodies were touching and Logan realised again Kendall was so damn tall and he was face to face with his chest and god, Kendall smelled so good.

Logan wondered what would happen if he could manage to move his rigid body to place a hand on Kendall's chest. Kendall stood so close Logan could feel his body heat and he could only imagine how good it would be press close to his body and-

Kendall pulled down the shower head and set it so Logan could reach it. When he stepped back the tips of his fingers brushed along Logan's arm and this time his skin burned. He trembled and was extremely glad for the lack of eye contact, even though Logan figured it didn't matter much anymore that Kendall saw his reaction. Kendall got out of the shower cabin and Logan peaked through his eyelashes to watch him walk out of the bathroom.

"Enjoy your shower, Logie," Kendall told him just before the door closed. Logan could picture the smug smirk on his face clearly. As he stared at the door Kendall left through it dawned on him that the whole ordeal with the shower head had been entirely situated and Kendall had known exactly how he would respond.

It left Logan wholly bewildered.

"Dogs!"

Logan perked up and was instantly annoyed with himself. 'Dogs' was not an appropriate nickname and Logan refused to answer when he was compared to a canine. Subconsciously he still did, but he simply needed to retrain himself. Pavlov would come in handy for that too.

'Dogs' indeed.

Logan followed Carlos into Gustavo's office and felt James and Kendall line up behind them. Kendall draped and arm over Logan's shoulders and he tried to ignore electric current that ran below his skin at Kendall's touch.

"Tomorrow night I need you to show up to this new night club Griffin invested in. I have five rules! Make sure you're photographed, cheer during Dak Zevon's performance and don't bring dates. Also, do not drink alcohol and do not embarrass me or the label."

Gustavo allowed them a moment for futile objections to the no date rule. For once it was just Carlos complaining, as he was the only one of them in a relationship.

"Also," Gustavo shouted to drown him out. "Kimmel was pleased with your performance."

Logan smiled at the cheers from his friends. That performance had been one of their best ever and Logan was proud of what they'd achieved since they started. Also, how cool was performing on such a huge talk show and doing it well? Not a lot of artists could say that.

"However," Gustavo shouted to drown out their voices. "Griffin was so happy with the extra media attention and the money, that he booked you on two more talk shows and promised Ellen you would debut a new single on her show."

Logan's heart sank when he thought of the amount of extra work three more television appearances involved. James was immediately on board and Carlos was excited to be on Ellen, but Kendall considered the workload like Logan did. "Gustavo, we need to finish recording an album, prepare the TCA performance, do all the extra dance practice for the concerts this summer. When do you suppose we have time for all of this?"

"I haven't figured that part out. I don't even have a song yet! So, I need you to work on one of those other things you mentioned and to not be around me."

Kelly ushered them out of Gustavo's office and closed the door. "Kelly, is he serious?" Logan asked her.

"Afraid so."

Logan sighed and met Kendall's eyes, who seemed just as displeased as Logan felt. "This sucks," Logan told him.

"Big time," Kendall agreed.

"College suddenly seems a lot more appealing."

Kendall grinned at their private joke and Logan felt the warmth creep back in his chest. Logan had carefully admitted to himself that he was maybe, a little bit, falling for Kendall. He had also been careful not to think too much about what the implications of that were, because as soon as he started considering the band and his plans for the future and the immeasurable value of their friendship Logan had a panic attack. So for now Logan was fine not to do anything with the kaleidoscope of butterflies that had taken residence in his belly. They flourished to life when Kendall touched him, or when Logan watched Kendall lift himself out of the pool, all wet and sparkling in the sunlight or just when their eyes met across rooms. For now, Logan was fine watching.

Kendall had picked up on it, of course, and had taken to being around Logan more often than not.

Logan wasn't complaining. He enjoyed the attention and he felt comfortable enough letting Kendall carry on while he figured out what this was, because he was positive Kendall would stop the moment Logan told him it made him uneasy. Logan had complete faith in their friendship, they knew each other inside out and Logan had never experienced the level of trust that existed between them with anyone else.

Kendall threw an arm around his shoulders and Logan smiled to himself. "I'll try to talk Gustavo into having us release an acoustic version of an old song on Ellen, that takes less preparation," Kendall told him.

"And we'll be sitting during an acoustic performance, so no new dance."

"Great minds think alike." They reached the studio and Kendall squeezed his shoulder before letting go of him.

The next few hours they spent trying to get the choreo down for one of the new songs that was confirmed for the album. Logan was frustrated that it had a whole lot of new moves. Why not recycle some of the old ones in a different order? At least he had those down by now. It was an idle thought, because all his friends seemed to be getting it. James was a natural and a good performer, he got it down in no time. Kendall had his determination going for him and even if he didn't show the same finesse James did, Logan was certain he would the moment it counted. And Carlos... Logan, as a rule, didn't understand much of what happened around Carlos, or why, but it appeared he'd replaced hockey with dance as his primary outlet for all his excess energy. As long as Carlos was focused on getting it down, the learning happened all by itself.

Logan had always been the complete opposite. He was unable to shut off his brain and just do it, he didn't possess the determination to do well -not when it came to matters he didn't care too much about- and he definitely didn't have James' X-factor. Over the years though, Logan had gotten better at handling his frustration when it came to dance. Eventually he got it down. It simply irked him that it wasn't as fast as he learned anything else.

Kendall threw him an encouraging smile when he used his left arm instead of his right again and Logan managed not to roll his eyes. Kendall meant well and with their new dynamic in play Logan really preferred not to piss him off. Soon they would get a break, the guys would all leave to get drinks or play games or touch up their hair and Logan would stay behind to work on it alone, without all their judging eyes on him. Logan knew he would do better after.

Logan made a beeline for his water bottle when they finally got their break and drank half before resuming his position. James and Carlos had left the studio as fast as they could, but Kendall was lingering by the door. "Do you need help?" He asked eventually.

Logan shook his head. "No, I'm good. I know the steps, just need to get them to muscle memory."

Kendall laughed. "Sure. See you later."

Logan ran through the steps again. Not having their idiotic instructor yell at him every other second did wonders for his concentration and within ten minutes he had committed himself to the choreo. Logan knew it was far from perfect, but for now he was going for doing the right moves, later he would work on doing them well.

Carlos returned to the studio sooner than Logan would have liked and popped up behind him with his peanut butter, extra jelly sandwich. "Logan! Come play foosball with me."

Left foot forward. "No, I'm trying to get the choreo down. Go ask James."

"James doesn't want to play foosball."

Right arm up. "Okay, then Kendall."

"I can't find Kendall."

Left arm up. "That's too bad, bud. Go do something else."

"No, I want to play foosball."

Left foot back. "Well, I don't know how to help you with that when all your friends are occupied. Go ask James again."

"James is on the phone with Lucy."

Logan sighed inwardly and let his arms fall to his sides. With Kendall gone and James on the phone with the girl he liked Carlos would not stop badgering him. "Carlos, if I don't get this down, we'll all be forced to stay in the studio until I do."

"But you just did it right! Now you get to play."

Logan blinked a few times and managed to keep his sarcastic remark to himself. Playing, was what they did when they were nine, not nineteen. No, Carlos was almost twenty-fucking-one. Then again, Carlos wasn't a regular adult. "I did it right once, I need to practice more. You brought the switch, right? Go play on that."

"Aw Logan, come on! We never play foosball anymore!" Carlos put a hand to Logan's chest and started pushing him out the door.

"Carlos, we played foosball yesterday. And stop that." Logan swatted at Carlos' hand until he let go, but he almost wished he hadn't. "CARLOS!"

Carlos cringed when he saw the hand-sized jelly stain on the front of Logan's shirt. "Oops?"

"Dude, I didn't bring another shirt!"

"That's just bad planning, Loginator, you know you often need clean clothes around me."

That was some ironclad logic even Logan couldn't get around. "Just go get me some wipes so I can clean it off?" Logan sighed.

"Sure! Where do I find those?"

Logan grabbed Carlos' wrist after making sure that wasn't covered in jelly too and pulled him along to the supply closet down the hall. Logan was not be surprised Carlos had never been in there for cleaning supplies, but he was a little bit that he never ended up there after all his adventures in the vents.

Logan shoved his friend into the closet. "Wet wipes are on the left."

Carlos pushed aside the collection of bottles and buckets. "They're not here."

Logan sighed, because while Carlos was looking on the left shelf unit, he'd spotted the new box up top on the shelfs in the back. "They're up there. Neither of us is tall enough to reach them."

"I'll climb up!" Carlos said excitedly.

"No!" Logan said quickly, imagining all the ways that could go wrong, all ending with the unit on top of Carlos somehow. "Just go get James."

Carlos skipped away and Logan stared at the box two feet above his head. If he had just been a couple inches taller, this wouldn't have been such a nuisance. Why did everything have to come down to height lately?

Logan stuck his head out the door when it had been five minutes. It did not take that long to get James off his phone call and Logan realised Carlos must have been distracted somewhere along the way.

Thoroughly annoyed Logan turned back to the shelf unit and resolved to climb up himself. "Stupid Carlos," Logan muttered when he grabbed one of the buckets and turned it upside down. Even then he would still need to place his foot halfway up the shelf unit. Logan prayed it was attached to the wall.

"Why is Carlos stupid?"

Logan jumped. Kendall was leaning against the doorframe, sipping on his pink smoothie.

Kendall laughed when he saw the front of Logan's shirt. "I see, never mind."

"Carlos was supposed to get James so I could get the wipes."

"Yeah, that's not happening. Carlos found James eating one of his sandwiches, they're fighting in the lobby."

Logan raised an eyebrow. "I would get mad, but what's the point?"

"There is none, my friend. I think we need to learn to live with ridiculous friends."

"You'd think we'd gotten used to it after sixteen years."

"There is no such thing as 'getting used to Carlos'."

Logan laughed, then pointed at the box. "Could you?"

"Sure."

Kendall took his hand and pulled Logan off the bucket, handing him the smoothie. Logan was just a little bit disappointed that Kendall chose not to press him up against the shelves, but Logan quickly shook the thought. That bucket wasn't sturdy enough to have the both of them stand on it. And Logan didn't even know what there was between them. Yet.

Kendall pulled out wipes and jumped off the bucket. "Now, show me the damage."

Logan pulled the shirt away from his body to assess the stain. "It's bad."

"I thought you'd be smart enough to avoid Carlos when he is eating sandwiches." Kendall pulled out a few wipes and managed to get the clumps of raspberry jelly off. "Man, he got you good."

"Carlos is unpredictable and volatile, I had no chance to get away."

"We might need to start wearing plastic vests around him, the kind that just wipe off."

"Bibs?" Logan asked.

Kendall laughed. "That could work too."

"He'll just go for our heads instead."

"Helmets then." Kendall put a hand on Logan's shoulder to steady him as he started rubbing more vigorously.

"Gustavo will kill us if we all start wearing helmets to photo shoots," Logan told him.

"Also we'll never get James to wear a helmet regularly, with the hair and all."

"We might just need to resign ourselves to a life filled with jelly stains."

"You'd think we were living with a six-year-old." Kendall pulled out a third wipe, but the big red stain wasn't any less noticeable yet.

"Do you realise once your mom moves out, we'll feel like that all the time? We'll be the people cleaning after Carlos."

"I did think about that," Kendall agreed, then pulled out the next wipe. "Damn, you'd think that jelly contained some permanent clothes dye."

"The shirt might be a lost cause," Logan sighed.

"Probably. And as for Carlos' messes; we make good money, we'll get a cleaner."

"Then Carlos will never learn to clean up after himself."

Kendall laughed. "Logie, teaching Carlos that is just as much of a lost cause as your shirt."

Logan took another look at his shirt. "Screw it, I'll throw it out tonight."

"You didn't bring another?"

"No."

Kendall smirked. "Rookie mistake."

Logan rolled his eyes. "I know, Carlos told me the same thing."

"Don't worry, you're still cute."

Logan stared up into green eyes, at a loss for words. Kendall was regarding him calmly, completely comfortable and confident expressing something that had previously been unspoken.

Kendall smiled at him and Logan realised he'd been staring far too long. "Thank you?" He answered quietly.

Kendall hummed in acknowledgement and brought a hand up to trail his fingers through Logan's hair. Logan closed his eyes and leaned into the touch, because as confusing as these new feelings were to deal with, it made sense when Kendall touched him.

Soft fingers trailed down behind his ear and along Logan's neck, sending shivers down his spine. Logan opened his eyes when Kendall took another step closer and their knees brushed together. His breath quickened and Logan felt his legs weaken. His body's reaction scared Logan, he'd never been this affected by another person before. Logan tried to remind himself that this was Kendall, who he trusted wholeheartedly, but somehow that just made his heart beat even faster.

Logan pulled his bottom lip between his teeth as he gazed into Kendall's eyes, trying to discern what this was to him. Because along with the uncertainty regarding Logan's own feelings, another thought had presented itself over the last couple of days. What if this was just physical attraction for Kendall?

Kendall held his eyes when he cupped Logan's neck and ran his thumb along his jaw. "What are we doing?" Logan whispered before he could overthink it.

"I've no clue," Kendall admitted just as quietly, his eyes racking over Logan's face. "I just know that I like touching you."

"Oh," Logan breathed.

Kendall studied him for a moment and for the first time since this started Logan detected the tiniest bit of doubt. "Unless you don't want me to," Kendall murmured and started to pull his hand back.

On a reflex Logan's hand closed around Kendall's wrist to hold it in place. Even while feeling as doubtful as Logan still did, he knew he didn't want Kendall to stop touching him.

Kendall smiled widely and Logan felt his cheeks flush, but he couldn't bring himself to care about it when Kendall was looking at him like he was the only person in the world. Slowly his fingers ran up along Logan's jaw and Kendall tilted his head and Logan stopped breathing when he realised what came next.

"Kendall! Get him OFF ME."

They both froze in place and Logan came to the startling discovery that the door to the supply closet was open. Kendall stepped back and a second later James ran past, Carlos following right after. Logan only saw him for a split second, but he had the sneaking suspicion his hands were still covered in jelly and he was trying to reach for James' hair.

Logan looked back at Kendall, who looked annoyed. "We better deal with that," Logan said weakly.

Kendall laughed. "You mean before we have to deal with James having a meltdown when Carlos gets jelly in his hair?"

"Yeah," Logan said, glad that his attempt at diverting the tension worked. "Though maybe don't follow James into a supply closet to clean him up."

Kendall didn't miss a beat. "Next time I'm in a supply closet, it'll be with you and I won't forget to close the door."

He left to deal with James and Carlos and Logan followed slowly, trying to process Kendall flirting with him.

The next evening Logan found himself in a limo on their way to the opening party of Griffin's night club. This was probably his least favourite thing about being in a popular band; showing up to places just for the publicity. Logan enjoyed performing and gladly would have done so tonight, but just being there for the publicity felt pointless.

Though that was mostly because the club scene wasn't Logan's thing.

Logan spotted the mass of photographers along the red carpet and he wiped his clammy hands on his jeans. His friends enjoyed these events, Logan would suck it up and deal with it for them. Last party Gustavo had sent them to Camille showed up with the cast from her new tv show and he spent most of the night hanging with her, hopefully some familiar people would show up tonight.

Kendall gave him a gentle nudge and Logan looked up. "You okay?"

"Yeah," Logan answered, smiling slightly.

Kendall's presence was good for his mood too.

"We're here!" James said excitedly.

The limo slowed down and Logan swallowed nervously before opening the door, the first ten minutes were the worst. Standing on the red carpet and waiting until the numerous photographers from different magazines and online platforms were done taking pictures of them and moved on to the next celebrity. Logan climbed out first and was quickly followed by Kendall, who landed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. James came next and he went ahead, eagerly soaking up the attention and Logan let Carlos pass them too. As far as Logan could see there were no reporters, which meant no impromptu interviews and he was relieved. Just pictures.

Logan trailed after James and Carlos until it was their turn in front of the backdrop, feeling Kendall closely behind him. Nothing happened between them since the supply closet yesterday. That wasn't surprising; after Kendall got James and Carlos to stop fighting, thankfully without any more jelly related stains, Gustavo had them in dance practice for a few more hours and insisted on going over PR for their upcoming talk show appearances well into the evening. They came back to 2J late that night, tired and starving, and all Logan could think about was his bed.

Today Gustavo had them recording separately for most of the day and he had stylists ready for them by the time they were done. They had a meal at the studio while waiting around until it was time to leave for the party. Logan tried to study, but his mind kept going back to Kendall. He was retweeting a few photo's fans posted from old concerts and placing an Instagram story of James and Carlos playing foosball rather violently; Kendall managed all of Big Time Rush's social media. Kendall had been dressed in skinny jeans and a white dotted dress shirt and Logan enjoyed the semi-casual look on him a lot. He was also currently wearing patent leathers, but Logan knew better than to expect Kendall to actually wear those to the party. Logan had spotted his Vans in his bag earlier.

Logan enjoyed being around Kendall when he was relaxed. A long time ago Logan wondered why Kendall seemed to have such a big influence on not just his closest friends, but almost everyone he came in contact with. Kendall was friendly and attentive and calm, and it was an aura he was somehow able to project to those around him. Logan never figured out how, but he settled on Kendall being born with insane charisma.

And he was handsome, that helped too.

Their turn on the carpet came and Logan followed an eager James. His enthusiasm was enough for Logan to smile too. Thankfully, the whole ordeal was over in a few minutes and Logan relaxed when they stepped into the club. To him it looked like most of the other clubs they went to; high ceiling, big room, bars on either side and a stage in the middle, but James and Carlos were obviously excited. "I'm gonna get drinks!" Carlos announced.

"No alcohol!" Logan shouted after him, but he doubted if Carlos heard him. Or wanted to hear him.

"Relax, Logan," James told him.

"Gustavo said no alcohol," Logan reminded him.

"He's almost twenty-one."

"Yeah, almost," He emphasised.

Kendall placed an arm around Logan's shoulders. "One drink won't hurt," He soothed. "And I'll make sure it's actually one this time. Maybe two."

Logan shook his head, but decided to let it go. All of his friends were at least a school year ahead of him in age and Carlos was only two months away from turning twenty-one. Also, the legal drinking age didn't seem to mean much when it came to Hollywood parties; no one checked ID's at open bars.

James followed Carlos to the bar and Logan was left alone with Kendall. That shouldn't be awkward, if it wasn't for his memories of the supply closet that kept flooding his mind. Kendall's arm around his shoulders also wasn't helping with that.

Maybe alcohol wasn't a bad idea.

"You look good tonight."

Logan glanced up at Kendal. "What?"

Kendall just smiled and pushed him towards the booths along the back. "Let's go find a table," Kendall told him, leaving Logan no room to question him further.

They found a booth quickly and Carlos and James came back with drinks, settling across from them. Logan took his coke from Carlos and brought it up to his nose to smell first. He didn't miss James' eyeroll.

They arrived at the club relatively early. Dak Zevon wouldn't perform for another two hours. They talked and pointed out acquaintances and various celebrities and Logan had a surprisingly good time. "Is that Nicole Scherzinger?" Carlos asked.

"You still want to marry her, James? This is your chance," Kendall joked, grinning when Carlos laughed.

"No."

Logan raised an eyebrow at James' lack of a better comeback. "The last time you couldn't get a word out, but I'm sure she doesn't remember that. And you're a much bigger deal now."

"I'm not looking to date."

"Since when?" Kendall asked sceptically.

"Oh, oh! Is it because of Lucy?" Carlos asked, drawing out her name.

Carlos was apparently right on the money, because James was watching the content of his glass with great interest as he swirled it around and didn't answer them. Kendall and Logan exchanged amused glances, both of them wondering if they should push James for more information. "You talked to her yesterday, right? How is she?" Logan asked.

"Good."

"How is her tour going?" Kendall asked.

"Good. She sells out all her venues."

"That's awesome. Where is she now?"

"Brussels, moving to Germany tomorrow."

"Did you ask about the TCA's?" Carlos asked excitedly. Logan considered the fact Carlos might know more than he let on; the two of them did share a room.

"No, I didn't have time for that."

"You were on the phone with her for our whole break yesterday, buddy," Kendall told him, both his crazy eyebrows pulling to his hairline. "That's an hour."

"Not an hour, Carlos attacked me over a sandwich."

"Alright, so 45 minutes. What did you talk about?"

James threw back his drink and stood up without answering them, collecting all their glasses to go get more drinks. Kendall met Logan's eyes and shrugged. James didn't often volunteer talking about what was on his mind when it went deeper than clothes or gossip. His friends' teasing usually helped him loosen up somewhat, but this wasn't one of those days.

"What's with the TCA's?" Logan asked Carlos.

"Lucy is nominated, so she's invited to attend. James hopes she'll fly out," Carlos told them.

Logan smiled. "He might actually like her."

"This is a first, guys. Our James falling love."

Carlos and Logan both laughed. "I hope she attends; it'll be fun to see James falling over backwards again to impress her," Carlos added.

"Yeah," Kendall chuckled. "Though maybe we shouldn't give him such a hard time. This is actually really sweet."

Logan nodded. James returned with drinks and they kept quiet while he passed them around. "What?" He asked when he spotted the smiles on their faces.

"We think you're cute," Carlos told him.

"That's flattering, dude, but you've a girlfriend."

"Yes, I do," Carlos said happily. "Hey! That has never happened before."

James, Kendall and Logan stared at each other, then burst out laughing.

"Stop that!" Carlos punched James hard in his arm. "I meant that I have a girlfriend and all of you are single."

"You deserve it, mate," Kendall told him.

"This is awesome," Carlos sighed happily.

Logan smiled and leaned back in his seat. Carlos watched his friends date for years while he was unsuccessful. It was a stroke of luck that Stephanie moved back to the Palm Woods after filming a thriller on the east coast and they instantly hit it off. Logan couldn't even be mad at Carlos for gloating over his girlfriend, he was entitled to after years of James parading his numerous dates in his face.

Dak Zevon was announced and they made their way to the stage. There already was a large crowd from the last act and they lingered to the side. Carlos found a little platform to stand on and James joined him. Logan wished he'd gotten there first; trying to see anything on the stage at this distance was hopeless. Not that Logan cared for Dak Zevon too much, but he didn't want Gustavo to yell at him for being unsupportive.

A group of giants then decided to stand a few feet in front of them and Logan scowled. Tall people shouldn't be allowed close to the stage.

Kendall nudged him. "Let's move."

"It's fine, the guys have a good spot."

He shook his head and started pushing Logan further into the crowd. "I can't see either and I'm not looking at the backs of their heads for an hour."

Kendall stopped when they were close enough to the stage. The crowd was much thicker and Logan was pushed around by the people nearest to him until Kendall stepped up behind him and elbowed someone in their ribs. "Better?"

"Yeah." 'Better' wasn't a word Logan wouldn't have chosen to describe the mild claustrophobia he experienced, but at least he could see the stage.

Dak Zevon started his first set and Logan decided he wasn't half bad; he was a good live singer. If the guy hadn't been so damn arrogant Logan might have even liked him. "Wasn't this a song Gustavo wrote for us?" Kendall asked at the third song, leaning in close so Logan heard him over the music.

He smiled when he recognised it. "None of us liked it enough."

"It works for him."

Logan nodded and was about to answer when Kendall's arm curled around his waist and he pressed close up to Logan's back. Logan froze in his spot and he glanced around nervously, but Carlos and James weren't anywhere near them and no one paid them any attention. He tried to calm himself down, but that proved difficult when Kendall's fingers stroked along his side.

Logan tried to focus on Dak on stage, knowing Gustavo would have questions about his performance later, but his mind was on overload and he found himself unable to think of anything but Kendall's hand on him.

Hands, Logan corrected, when Kendall's other hand joined the first and linked on his hip, keeping him firmly to the tall body behind him.

Logan couldn't think when Kendall was this close to him.

Kendall was so often close to him these last few weeks.

"Relax, Logan," Kendall said. His breath ghosted over Logan's ear.

Logan desperately want to ask him how the fuck Kendall thought he could relax; this was an extremely irregular situation. "What are you doing?" Logan asked. He was aware he asked a very similar question the day before, but Logan idly hoped Kendall had a clearer answer for him today.

"Testing something," Kendall answered, stroking with his thumb along Logan's hip.

"Testing what?"

"Your reaction," Kendall whispered close to his ear. A few of his long fingers ran along the bit of exposed skin just below Logan's shirt. The tingle was back where Kendall touched him and Logan leaned back into him on instinct. The butterflies came back to live and Logan's heartbeat sped up as Kendall continued to caress his skin. Logan's breathing turned uneven and he closed his hand around Kendall's wrist, but Kendall's hands never wandered from their spot. Logan wasn't sure if he could handle it if they did. Kendall's lips brushed along the sensitive spot behind his ear and Logan quivered and closed his eyes, drowning out his surroundings.

Apparently, Kendall got what he wanted from Logan, because he pulled down Logan's shirt and linked his hands over his hip again. Logan's brain had shorted out; he had no idea what to make of this until Kendall spoke again, "I like you, Logie."

Logan was wholly freaking out now.

Kendall left him no space to. "I know you and how you think, so I'll keep my distance and let you think it over. I just thought you should know."

Logan swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded. As confused as Logan was about this new information, it helped that Kendall told him he got to think about it. At least Kendall liking him fit with all the other strange things that happened between them.

Kendall pulled away and instead of feeling relieved to have some space, Logan felt a painful twinge close to his heart at the loss of contact. Logan thought he should probably say something to Kendall, but he was completely overwhelmed by the vast amount of new feelings tonight and he couldn't bring himself to.

Neither of them spoke until Dak finished his performance and they made their way back to James and Carlos. Logan desperately wanted to go home and he was grateful when Kendall agreed.

Logan wanted to get to his bed and sleep. Later he would attempt to make something of this.

Yes, I did exaggerate the height difference between Logan and Kendall a bit in order for the story to work. Fun fact; I'm 1.85m tall (6ft 1) and have never had any problems with tall people sitting in front of me or reaching high shelves, so the situations described in this story are completely foreign to me.

This story will have three chapters, all about 10k words long, and they have all been written. The next one will be up in a week!