Ello there! For all of you keeping track, this chapter takes place on Monday. Katie and Mama Knight should be coming back that night from their trip so maybe you'll see some of them later on. ;) And Gustavo may or may not be coming in as well. I honestly have no idea. It's supposed to be summer. Maybe they just finished their album. If you think about it, this makes no sense canon-wise but I don't care! Woo! Anyways- I became inspired while coming back from my absence and hurriedly put this together about a day after posting the last chapter so the small delay is just because I had to edit it and, more truthfully, because I'm a bit frazzled. Anyways. Enjoy as always and tell me what you think.

Note- Today I woke up sick. I blame Logan. Happy New Year, everyone~!

"Thoughtless"

After that James watched TV for a while, and I tried to calm my stomach with sips of water. By the time Kendall and Carlos returned, I actually felt loads better and was promoted to sitting up and drinking some dishwater-tasting tea that James had fished out from the junk drawer and brewed up.

"Why are we always the ones going to get food?"

I could hear Carlos whine practically through the walls. The door swung open and Kendall strode in with some sort of steaming bag, followed by Carlos who was trying to balance chopsticks on his fingers as he walked.

Kendall nodded to us, giving me a quick smile as he saw that I had regained some of my natural color before setting the bag down on the counter.

"Are you complaining?" He shot towards Carlos, as the darker skinned boy bent over the floor, scooping up the dropped utensils.

"Not really." He chirped as he shot back up, grinning. Kendall gave a short laugh before taking the Chinese food containers out.

As he walked over to place them on the table, his step slowed exceptionally when he was within my range. Glancing over at him, I found his face apprehensive.

"What?" I mumbled self-consciously, peering at him with large eyes.

"You seemed really nauseous last night. I didn't want to move too quick and upset your stomach." He smiled sheepishly at me before placing the containers on the table and handing me and James a pair of chopsticks.

James got up to get a plate, and when directly behind Kendall, drew a heart in the air with his chopsticks. Smirking at me as I glared daggers, I ignored my so-called friend, and turned back to the worried blonde in front of me.

"I'm much better now, thanks Kendall." I said, grinning lopsidedly.

He grinned back and turned before placing a half-container in my hands. "That's just straight rice. I think it's all you should be having right now, but let me know if you want anything else. You might deserve a treat if you can get that to stay down." He winked at me before returning to the kitchen to bring more stuff over to the table.

I busied myself with opening the small carton, hoping that the job would distract anyone from the fact that my cheeks had turned scarlet. James returned with a plate of his own, winking in an over-obvious mockery of Kendall's previous action. The result was not quite the same, as I hissed at him, but my cheeks were still warm as everyone settled down with their plates to watch mindless TV.

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A while later, when they had all finished and my rice was still properly in my stomach, a proposition was made. And it wasn't crazy; which is a big accomplishment since it came from Carlos.

"Hey guys. I'm tired. We should go down to the pool and sunbathe or go swimming or something." Carlos complained from his spot; face-down on the floor nearby.

James raised an eyebrow at him from the other side of the couch that I was sort-of stretched out on. (He still was kinda squishing my feet, which is important because they're sensitive.) "Wait. You're tired…so you want to go swimming, which is physical exercise..." He said skeptically, his eyebrow arched.

Carlos raised his head on his arms to dart his eyes between James and I. "Well yeah….doesn't exercise give you energy which makes you less tired or something? Or, I mean…doesn't the sun's rays do something to your metabolism?"

Closing my eyes to block out Carlos's babbling, I reopened them to see both boys peering at me. I shrugged, shrinking back in the couch. "Maybe some sun will be good for me, and kick the last bit of whatever I've got." I murmured, too tired to argue with Carlos's logic at the moment.

So, a slight change of clothes and a few more minutes later, Carlos was happily splashing around with a couple kids in the pool as Kendall and I stretched out on nearby chairs. Kendall stretched his arms above his head, cracking his joints and sighing in relief. My eyes immediately darted to the small slip of tanned skin that was exposed on his flat stomach as his shirt was slightly pulled up and I was more glad than I had ever been in my life for dark sunglasses. I closed my eyes anyways, screwing my face up as I scrunched tighter on my side, away from the direct light. I could feel Kendall's green eyes on me before I opened mine, but I opened them after a moment nevertheless. He had taken his sunglasses off, and angled a nearby umbrella so that we were in shade. He looked at me with an abrupt intensity that pulled me up short.

Maybe my glasses aren't as dark as I thought. I immediately thought, my teeth tugging at my bottom lip as I removed my sunglasses as well, pulling myself up more on the bench. No, no. Logan you weren't that obvious. You've kept it icy cool since the party. He has no way of knowing. I reassured myself, but as I glanced back to the determined face next to me, my calm façade quickly slipped away.

"So, Logan. I…want to talk to you about something, if that's alright." He said evenly, his quiet tone making me practically jump out of my seat and run for the hills.

I hesitantly nodded, not trusting my voice above a squeak at the moment.

"And I just want to let you know that this doesn't change anything between us. I'm still your best friend, and I'll always be there for you. Even if I'm…" His eyes faltered for a moment and he looked at the incredibly boring ground beneath us, a pinch of color rising below his eyes. "Not as knowledgeable in that field as others."

Wait. Is he blushing? Oh fuck.

I was frozen to the spot, my face stuck in a permanent mask of horror as he continued at the pace of a snail that was at the same time entirely too slow. His face suddenly turned strong, and he reached out to grip my arm, fire burning behind his cool-colored eyes. "And if anyone does anything to hurt you, or tells you that you're not just as perfect as I know you are, I will permanently end them." He growled, and I sunk back, his words not making any sense.

It wasn't until he dropped his arm and the color rose in his cheeks again, that the gears in my mind actually began to work. Omigod. He knows. James told him, something slipped out, or he figured it all out, and now he knows. I swallowed thickly, clenching my now-moist palms together.

Well, didn't he say something about still being my friend? Maybe it isn't so bad.

I tried to shove down the tiny part of me that wished he'd wanted more. You're lucky to have such an understanding friend, Logan. You knew it could be nothing more.

I played with my fingers unconsciously in the short silence that my mental conversation occupied.

Nothing can ever be the same again, though. You know that. I wonder when he figured it out, though… I was momentarily side-tracked until Kendall took a breath that signaled he was about to speak.

"What I'm trying to say is…" He took another glance at the floor before turning to face me steadily, and letting the words tumble out.

"I support you and James thoroughly."

He gave me a small smile, as my mind completely stopped, my thoughts smashing into each other.

"Wait- WHAT?" I managed to throw out, my fear turning to confusion.

Kendall's smile faltered, and he leaned towards me fractionally. "I've guessed for a while about it, but recent events have caused me to finally piece together the truth. You know, you and James."

I blinked at him, dumbstruck. "Me and James what?"

He gave a nervous chuckle, scratching the back of his neck. "You and James dating. Or at least you having a crush on him."

My eyes flew open, as did my mouth, and for a moment I stared at him like a complete idiot.

Then, I burst into laughter.

"You!" I choked out, my eyes filling with tears as I howled with hoarse laughter.

"You…thought….me...me and James?" I shrieked between bouts.

"Well…yeah. I mean….it's true, right?"

I doubled over, my chest heaving as I clutched my legs. Only the sight of Kendall's distraught face turned me mostly sober. "No!" I giggled, as my laughter finally resided.

"Oh god, I'm such an idiot." Kendall brought a fist to his forehead, kneading his face as I re-situated myself and wiped away the tears. "And here I was so ready to be the understanding friend, when I really didn't understand anything!" His face was generally annoyed, and I brought a hand to his arm, ignoring the jolt of electricity for once and peering at him with my lingering smile.

"Kendall. It's fine. I would have done the same thing." He shook his head once before looking back over to me and giving a chagrined smile. I took it as a good sign and continued on. "Thanks anyways. The stuff you said was really nice. I have no doubts now that I've got the best friend in the world."

He gave a cheeky shrug, "And you had doubts before?"

My reassuring hand turned to a fist and I lightly punched him in the shoulder.

"Shut up." I laughed, wetting my dry lips.

"What evidence, by the way, did you have to your claim?" I turned to him, slightly curious. I had made careful to leave no evidence that could possibly go against me in that department, in case someone picked up on it.

The slight tint of rose came to his cheeks for the third time that day, and I couldn't find the power to mentally object to it.

I made him blush. I could get used to that.

He heaved a sigh before grinning embarrassedly and starting. "Well, I've always kind of thought James was…" He pursed his lips, staring out into space. "Playing for the other team, but I just shrugged it off cuz it's not my business."

I nodded, chuckling a bit. If I had to pick someone out of the group, it would most likely be James.

"But well, when we came back from getting food in the mall, you two were arguing. And then you seemed a bit upset and occupied the rest of the trip." I fought back a giggle that was waiting to erupt as I forced myself to look through Kendall's elaborate, but oblivious perspective.

How could I ever have thought that he would figure it out? He's worse than I am.

"And then at the party, I saw you guys and well…" He coughed awkwardly, "From my standpoint, I've got to admit, it kind of did look like flirting."

I snorted, shaking my head. "Whatever."

He crossed his arms and I turned to lay flat on my chair, my legs peeking out from behind the umbrella shade and into the sun. The warmth crept up my body, and I cracked my hands, sighing as the last bit of bug I had in me seemed to dissipate.

"And then today, he volunteered to stay home and watch over you while we went out to get the food." I smiled, not turning to look at him. "So all your so-called facts were just your imagination running wild with the friendships in my boring little life?" I said, grinning as I predicted his expression. He was most likely pouting right now, because of his embarrassment.

"Shut up." He pouted, and I chuckled.

"Fine then. Riddle me this, genius. Why were you so freaked out when I sat down to talk to you? You looked like you were going to bolt right out of your seat."

Now it was my turn to be embarrassed. Flustered, I could feel my cheeks flare up as I snatched my sunglasses and shoved them on, hoping they would cover what damage was already done. "Well, you sounded really serious, and you know how easily I get nervous. Just ask Carlos. I'm a worrywart!" I babbled, resting my face on my left hand and hoping to shield myself from Kendall's gaze which was currently boring into my skull.

"You're lying, Logie. I can tell. But it's okay. Unlike some people, I can wait for the truth."

I turned to look at him sharply. "What is that supposed to mean?" My panic rose once more, franticly searching my thoughts for something that had slipped out.

He simply chuckled, flashing me those dashing dimples of his. "It means that I now have something to keep myself busy with. Isn't that what you've wanted for the past two weeks now?" He chuckled, slipping on his glasses and leaning back to rest.

Not exactly, I thought as I groaned and leaned back as well.

-"Playing for the other team, but I just shrugged it off cuz it's not my business." And once Logan was involved, it was? Uh-huh. I see how it is, Kendy…

-Okay. First of all, I'm sorry for trolling you all and making Logan magically get better in like, 2 seconds. I had to. Sick is boring! Well, at least to me. I was running out of ideas and it worked! Also- Logan is a bit OC in the fact that he a) didn't cure himself and b) got sick in the first place. I just realized that and I'm doubly sorry.

-Me and James? James and I? God I hate grammar.

-So…there were other Jagan times that I came up with, but I figured as this is a Kogan fanfic, I'd just go with the ones Kendall would remember and share. Also, as there is….maybe 2 chapters left of this beautifulness as I plan it, I'm playing with the idea of another multi-chap of this piece, only in Kendall's pov. There would be more detail as to Kendall's thoughts and what goes on when Logan's out cold. I dunno. Let me know if you're sick of me.

-To clarify: When Carlos was propositioning, Kendall was in the kitchen cleaning up. When Carlos, Logan and Kendall were at the pool, James was staying behind because he's stubborn.

& Lastly, sorry for the James bashing. They're Kendall's words and Logan's thoughts, not mine. (: Just kidding. But we love James. And Carlos. And everyone. Especially YOU because you have just survived the world's largest and most boring author's footnote in the world and I'm so sorry because I know I personally hate these because people just seem to ramble on and on and don't figure out when to stop…