Kinda sad, but enjoy.

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"Logan?" Kendall asked, watching his boyfriend with concern. "Feeling alright, love?"

"Yeah," Logan sighed, not bothering to meet Kendall's eyes and keeping them locked onto the textbook that was laid out on the table before him. "I'm fine."

But Kendall knew better. Something was wrong, something Logan clearly didn't want to communicate to him. He knew by the way Logan had been rather withdrawn for the past couple of days. Rather than being the relaxed, happy boy who often met Kendall with smiles and kisses throughout the day, now Logan didn't do much of anything. He went to work and went to his classes as usual, but when Kendall was alone with him, Logan was quiet and wasn't as loving toward him. Not that Logan was being an asshole or anything, but he didn't really react whenever Kendall kissed him or held his hand or cuddled with him in bed. It was like Logan was replaced by a robot, unfeeling and indifferent to everything.

Kendall need to know what was wrong.

Casually, Kendall went over to the table where Logan was sitting and took the chair beside his. He noticed Logan tense up, then relax as he did so. This small movement worried Kendall even more. "Can I talk to you?"

Kendall's question finally forced Logan's brown eyes to meet his own green ones. "About what?"

"About you."

"What about me?" Those brown eyes seemed calm enough, but there was something there, something that held a secret.

"Well," Kendall began, "I just wanted to talk and, you know, make sure everything was okay with you."

Logan's eyebrows furrowed with an emotion Kendall couldn't pinpoint. Confusion? Annoyance? Anger? Fear? "I've told you plenty of times, Ken, I'm fine. I promise," Logan assured him, even reaching out to take Kendall's hand across the table and squeezing it gently. As much as Kendall wanted to believe it, he knew Logan was lying, which absolutely killed him.

"I wish you wouldn't lie to me, Logan," Kendall said, his voice full with sadness.

Something else flashed in Logan's eyes. Guilt, maybe? "Kendall, its nothing you should worry about. Just stress, that's all."

"Logan, I've known you since we were kids," Kendall reminded him, still gripping Logan's hand tightly. "Therefore, I know when you're lying to me." Logan sighed, and Kendall continued, "Baby, please tell me. You know you can tell me anything."

After a minute's silence, Logan shut his book somewhat harshly. He wrenched his hand away from Kendall and pressed his face into both of his hands. "Logan?" Kendall demanded, his voice rising slightly higher from worry. "Please Logan, you're starting to scare me."

Finally, Logan emerged, his eyes watery and mouth twisted into a crooked grimace. "I just feel so…overwhelmed, Kendall. I can't deal with everything anymore. I have finals next week that I haven't even started studying for because I have so much homework, my boss at the library is threatening to fire me for something that wasn't even my fault, and…people are so mean nowadays. I can't stand it. I know I should just ignore it and whatever, but its so hard to pretend like something doesn't hurt when its being shoved right in your fucking face."

"What have people been saying to you?" Kendall asked, hating seeing Logan in so much obvious pain and wanting to strangle whoever has been causing it.

Logan seemed reluctant to release the information, but he did anyway. "Just people at school, they've been saying things about you and me…mostly me. About how I don't deserve to have someone like you-,"he gulped back tears, "-and how I'm n-nothing but a silly nerd who won't amount to anything but doing math and studying. And other stuff, but I really don't want to say it."

Now Kendall was fuming. How in the world could someone say those things to Logan, to his Logan? Kendall felt like punching something because he was so mad, but there was something more important to do right now.

He got up from his seat and went over to Logan. After willing the boy to stand up, Kendall wrapped his arms around him in a tight hug. Then, Logan finally cracked and gave into his quiet sobs. Kendall's heart broke at the feeling of his lover shaking in his arms. He kissed the side of Logan's head soothingly and said, "Don't listen to them, Logan. They don't know what they are talking about. I wouldn't want to be with anyone but you. You know that, baby."

With his face buried against Kendall's neck, Logan nodded. "I k-know I'm being stupid," he whimpered, "but sometimes I can't help think…. I'm just some silly bookworm who wants to be a doctor. I'm not as fun to be around, I'm nowhere near as handsome as you or James or Carlos…."

"Logan, don't even say it," Kendall warned, pulling back to look into Logan's teary eyes. "Nobody in the world could ever ever make me change my mind. I love you, Logan. I love you with all my strength, with all my heart. I love you so much it hurts. Please don't ever doubt that." He leaned in and pressed his lips sweetly against Logan's, hoping that his boyfriend understood the depth of his love.

"Promise you'll never leave me," Logan whispered almost inaudibly once they parted.

"I promise," Kendall vowed, looking Logan straight in the eyes as he did so.

"Hold me Kendall, please."

And that was exactly what Kendall did. Both of them retired to their bed later on. They didn't do anything, instead simply relishing in the feeling of each other. Kendall kept his arms around Logan, making sure the boy in his arms knew he was protected and cared for. Logan closed his eyes and focused entirely on the feeling of Kendall's skin beside him, never wanting to let go.

The world could have been falling down outside their window, and neither of them would have noticed. All Kendall and Logan knew at this very moment was that neither of them could stand to live without the person they held in their arms. The sweet, tangible feeling of true love was what kept them alive.

A/N: Finished! What did you think?