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Virgil's pov
I slouch towards Logan's room, trying to stay relaxed. Then I realize that I need to be blushing, I think back to this morning when Roman hugged me. I blush, perfect. I knock on the sharp, aesthetically perfect door. Logan opens it, his eyes slightly more heavy lidded than usual. I push him into his room quickly, taking note to think of more things that make my face flush. Logan is surprised to see me.
"What is the reason for you coming to me, Virgil? You seem to be  blushing."
"I'm aware that feelings aren't your strong suit but I need help with something I'm pretty sure that you would be good at"
"Go on..."
"I need a formula, edible, that can make romantic senses higher."
"Well, I guess I could tweak a few things with a substance I've already made for increased hatred."
"Why would you want that?"
"I'm trying to... bury some feelings... for some......" he trails off, his final word half mumbled. I smirk. I don't want to push him in the wrong direction so I keep quiet and watch as he checks some weird devices on a desk next to a few vials.
"It should be as simple as increasing the amount of a few chemicals, namely dopamine, serotonin and norepinephrine."
"What?"
"They are chemicals closely related to attraction, it would be more efficient to insert these chemicals directly into the bloodstream, however, I can create a soluble pill if you should prefer."
"Yes please. Thanks Logan!!"
"Glad to be of assistance." He says as I close the door behind myself. Our plan is in motion.

Roman's pov
I call Virgil and he tells me he has convinced Logan to make the formula. I smile and my face flushes a little when he tells me of the look that Logan gave him as he left the room. I laugh and we talk a little more before he hangs up and I prepare for bed.
~The first time skip~
I get up early and knock on Logan's door a split second before he opens it. He looks surprised but still lets me in, I make my request and he appears confused before catching some more details and jumping to a conclusion.
"Do you plan on... confessing something?"
"Maybe..." I say, normally this means yes but this time it means no.
"I won't intrude upon your private business but tell me all the 'juicy' details afterwards okay?"
"Of course (although I don't think I'll need to)" I murmur the last part under my breath, I don't need him to find out but I can't help from adding to the suspense every now and then. He looks away towards a formula on his desk with a note beside it
"For Virgil- provide in one day"
"What's that for Virgil?"
"Just something he asked me to whip up, I think I'll be able to get it for you by tomorrow. Can you tell Virgil to meet me that evening? Oh! I forgot to ask, would you prefer an injectable formula or a consumable one?"
"Consumable, please"
"Of course, I will see you tomorrow." I leave without another word, our plan is in full effect. Initiate project logicality.