A/n: I really liked this Idea but i've been busy, so between working on other requests, and scaring toddlers into silence with some 80's horror movies, i've finally gotten around to finishing this! : D

For urdadlolz123 THANKS FOR BEING SO PATIENT  BESTIEEEE I LOVED WRITING THIS!😜😜😜

"You know, that play was incorrect to the original novel" Logan said, pushing his glasses further up his nose, "that's not at all how it went, even if it's a made up concept, it doesn't stay true to the original writing at all."

Roman sighed, "Logan that's not the point! It's about the acting, the plot, the emotions! The tragic backstories!"

"Hmm..I don't see the appeal..though, I suppose you did do quite well" Logan mused, "wonderful acting, for a high school theatre performance. You were quite captivating up there. I was almost moved."

"You know, even when you're genuine you sound like you're being a prick" Roman scoffed.

"Says you" Logan shot back, "Everything that ever comes out of your mouth is backhanded."

"Hmm..I think you're just trying to steer the conversation away before I realized that you said that I was captivating" Roman smirked.

Logan blushed, "Well...you were..." he mumbled.

"Oh, if you think that was captivating...you, me, this Friday?" Roman questioned.

Logan's eyes widened, "you—really? But i'm..."

"A nerd? Scrawny? Not popular? None of that matter—"

"I'm not gay" Logan deadpanned.

Roman's eyes went wide and he shrunk down in embarrassment, "o-oh...oh, sorry—"

Logan snorted—literally snorted, "oh my gosh, I was kidding! You should have seen the look on your face, really. We've been friends for quite some time, how did you not know?"

"Well—did you know that I was gay?" Roman defended.

"You're in theatre. And three drama clubs " Logan deadpanned.

"Oh yeah...so, Friday night?" Roman asked hopefully.

"Of course" Logan said with a small smile.

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"You're really going to give me..a makeover?" Logan said carefully. It had been week since their little date, and they found themselves very happy with each other. Though, dating a drama kid did come with some drawbacks.

"Yes!" Roman exclaimed, "i'm testing some outfits out for one of the extras who are going to have to fill in and he's a skinny little thing just like you—plus, you have to do this! Patton dared you to do whatever I want!" Roman exclaimed triumphantly.

"Are you..for real?" Logan asked, squinting at a vocab card, "truth or dare is such a childish game! How would Patton even know if I did it or not, we could just lie!"

"Well that's your fault for going on a double date sleepover! And..don't you think it would be fun? To look all sexy?"

"So i'm not already sexy?" Logan asked.

"What—of course you are! I'm just saying—ugh, don't twist my words!" Roman exclaimed, flailing his hands around excessively as Logan smirked.

"I'm not twisting anything. I'm just saying..." Logan teased.

"You know what? Just c'mere! I'm going to make you the sexiest man alive" Roman said, as if it was a threat, and began rummaging through his closet.

Logan suddenly became very nervous, and quite regretful for agreeing to do this, when Roman pulled out some very tight fitted skinny jeans and a flamboyant looking button up.

"What..what is this?" Logan questioned when Roman handed him the outfit.

"This, my dear boy, is what I like to call style" he smiled and waved him off, "go and put it on! Oh, also—don't forget that the first few buttons are supposed to be opened to reveal your chest!" Roman exclaimed.

"How is it even possible to wear these jeans?!" Logan exclaimed, "these look impossibly tight!"

"That's why they're called skinny jeans" Roman said, "duh. Now go!"

Logan huffed, stomping to the bathroom and closing the door. He stared at the outfit for a while before sighing and taking it off. This was quite a change from his usual attire. Roman didn't even give him a necktie, how was anybody supposed to take him seriously?!

He struggled for quite some time trying to fight the jeans on, and eventually was able to zip and button them. The button up was much easier to put up. As he walked over to the mirror to look at his reflection, he began to realize how uncomfortably tight the jeans were against his groin.

He slicked his hair back a little before exiting the bathroom. He thought that Roman's reaction to his outfit was a bit dramatic, though he still blushed and glanced away when Roman's jaw literally dropped.

"Oh my goodness! You look so fabulous!" He gushed, "you're literally stunning! All we need now is the makeup! Come, sit!" He clapped his hands excitedly.

"You're being dramatic" Logan scoffed, quickly finding himself quickly becoming defensive, "I don't look that good!"

"Yes you do!" Roman gasped, "those jeans do everything for you! Look at those curves! I never noticed how positively perfect your posterior is! And that button up shows just enough of your chest! I didn't know you were toned, you've been holding out on me!" Roman exclaimed.

"I—uh—" Logan stuttered, knowing his face was as red as a tomato, "um—thank..you?" He mumbled, not really knowing what to say.

"You're welcome, my love! Now come on, we must put on makeup! First of all—foundation!" Roman exclaimed, grabbing his makeup Kit, "you're going to look amazing! Now let's figure out which one matches your skin tone.."

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Logan was quite surprised when he looked in the mirror. Roman was everything but subtle, and still the makeup he had done for him was just that. Nothing extravagant, a more natural look opposed to what he usually saw Roman wearing.

"Wow" Logan mumbled, looking at his side profile, "you did so much, but it also looks like you did so little—but at the same time I can tell the difference? And how did you make my acne disappear?"

"It's all in the magic of makeup..and skill" Roman beamed.

"This is amazing work, Roman..honestly, you're very good at makeup, thank you. It looks wonderful" Logan complimented, offering a smile.

"Oh my goodness! You're welcome! You look far too good to just stay inside all day—we shall go out! And take instagram pics!" Roman exclaimed, "onward, my love!"

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Logan didn't really have much complaint with the skinny jeans until much later into the day—even though they weren't very comfortable, he had to admit that they were quite stylish. He had spent a small amount of time checking himself out in Roman's mirror before they left for the park later that day.

They hung out for a fee hours at the park. They stopped at a nearby gas station about an hour into their little gossip walk around the park to get some slushees, before going back out to talk some more.

Eventually, they just found themselves sitting together in a comfortable silence as they finished their slushees.

"You look too good to not take out on a date" Roman said suddenly, breaking the silence between them from where they sat on the swings, heads craned to the side to stare into each other's eyes as they swayed back and forth.

Logan blushed, breaking eye contact after what had to have been about ten minutes of just staring at each other in silence, "really?"

"Would I lie to you?" Roman asked with a charming smile.

"Acting is basically lying" he pointed out, "pretending to he something or someone you aren't for the sake of other's entertainment."

"Oh, hush. It's not really lying. Besides, wouldn't you love to go out to a nice, comfortable dinner with me? Nothing fancy, just like yo always request..there's cheesy diner downtown! Everybody goes there to hang out for dates!"

"Oh, well if you insist" Logan teased, "perhaps i'll humor you..."

Roman scoffed, "oh, please, you know you want to go!"

"Perhaps I do" Logan shrugged as Roman hopped up to take his lover's hand, placing a gentle kiss to his knuckled before helping him of the swing.

And as soon as Logan's feet his the ground, and gravity painfully brought his attention to the fullness of his bladder, he realized that though the jeans were stylish, they were really tight and very uncomfortable pressed against his bladder like that. And he had a belt on! He leaned forward and grunted a little as he began to walk beside Roman. They threw their slushee cups away as they walked past a park garbage can.

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The need to pee increased tenfold as they got into the car and began to drive. The diner wasn't too terribly far away, but it certainly made Logan's bladder upset every time he jolted from the bumpy spot in the road.

When they finally got there, they were thankfully seated very quickly, and their drink orders were taken. Roman got the fanciest fruity drink he could find and Logan just settled for a root beer.

They chatted for a while, Logan growing more nervous by the second as he wondered when would be the best time to excuse himself for the restroom. He got a full on spine shiver when the drinks were set in front of them. He immediately closed his legs tightly and leaned forward a little as he watched the condensation from the cold glass drip down the sides and make a ring on the table.

His mouth went dry as he looked through the menu, averting his eyes from his drink. Why was the glass so big?! Surely, no one could ever need a refill. That was a lot of drink.

He still found himself taking bored sips as he talked to Roman, waiting for the waiter to come by again and take their orders. He was shocked to find that by the time they ordered and their food had actually came, his glass was nearly empty. How long had they even been there?!? The glass was huge! Even Roman hadn't finished his drink yet!

He let out a shuddering breath as his glass was refilled. He ate the dinner and continued to talk to Roman, constantly bouncing his leg and shifting his weight as the soda went right through him and filled his bladder up beyond capacity.

He thought it was illogical to put himself through this. That it was stupid. And he supposed it kind of was. It shouldn't be such a big deal to go and use the restroom. All he had to do was excuse himself. He just found the whole thing really silly, but he also felt weird because he had to go and Roman just didn't. He figured he's just wait until Roman had to and then go with him so he wasn't interrupting their date.

Though he strongly felt like he was about to interrupt their date with wet pants if he didn't just get up and go. He thought he was being subtle, though felt his cheeks heat up in embarrassment when Roman called him out.

"Logan, are you okay? You've been squirming for quite a while now..." Roman said as they packed their to go boxes and called the server over so they could pay the bill.

"W-what?" He asked, taken aback, "oh, i'm fine.." he wasn't fine. He had a lot of root beer that night, and the soda was really, really irritating his bladder. The jeans were tightly sinking into his very full, distended bladder that he could feel protruding and extending his jeans, pent up, hot urine uncomfortably sloshing inside of him as he shifted his weight.

Roman was about to drop it, but his eyes widened as Logan stood up. The skinny jeans really showed off how prominent his bladder bulge was, "are you bloated, Logan? Gosh, are you feeling alright?"

"I—I'm fine" Logan said quickly, rubbing his knees together, legs shaking as he took a step away from the table, "I just, uh..." he felt really silly for putting it off so long, eyes going wide with shock, staring at Roman desperately as he felt a leak shoot out of him, "I uh, I need to use the restroom.."

And with that, Logan bolted across the restaurant towards the mens room, and Roman ran after him in shock, calling after him. Logan must not have been feeling very well as all. He was kind of worried he's puke. He followed Logan into the single person restroom and locked the door behind them.

Logan was desperately fiddling with his belt, tears freely streaming down his face as he moaned and grunted, letting out a strangled cry and a few curse words.

"L—Logan?" Roman asked, "are you okay?"

Logan finally got the belt off and sighed deeply in relief as some of the tight pressure released from his abdomen. He doubled over in pain as he grasped his crotch, "I—I have to pee so bad!" He cried.

Roman's eyes widened, pointing to the literal mass poking out of Logan's abdomen, "that's your bladder?! Goodness me, Logan, why did you wait so long?!"

Logan just huffed and sniffled a little bit, "I don't know!" He cried in panic, feeling his control begin to slip as he fiddled with the zipper, "no no no no no no no!" Logan exclaimed, cursing under his breath, "I can't get the zipper!"

He felt horror wash over him, his face glowing with a bright red as audible hissing filled the room, and a dark wetness spread between Logan's thighs and ran down his legs. He let out a choked sob, "no! No no no, not again, not again!" He cried frantically, covering his face as his piss began to saturate his pants and spread to his ass, before leaking out onto the floor.

Roman watched in shock as a puddle formed around Logan. What did he mean not again?! Did this happen often? Roman decided not to let his thoughts consume him, comforting his hysteric nerd, "Logan, hey—hey, don't be so upset, it's okay! Really nobody had to know! Except for like, the custodian—"

Logan snapped his head up, "oh, Newton! They have to clean it!" He sobbed, covering his face again as his stream tampered off and his bladder deflated. He felt so much more comfortable, though his embarrassment didn't let him feel any of the relief. Besides, his bladder had been stretched out far too much, and he just felt sore above all.

Roman assessed the damage and it was....a lot, "Hey, honestly love, don't be too upset..hey, how about we get back to my house? My parents won't be home so nobody will see alright? We you cleaned up? Come on, let's go..."

Logan's lip quivered as he stepped out of his mess, cringing as the tight wetness of the jeans rubbed against his thighs uncomfortably. He nodded and took Roman's hand. Roman shook off his large jacket quickly, wrapping it around the smaller male's waist. They hurried out of the diner before anybody aside from a staff member saw them, who was informed of the mess and offered Logan a sympathetic smile

Once out in the car, Logan finally allowed himself to cry harder, "Roman, I am so so sorry, I did not intend for any of this to happen! I know you probably think i'm disgusting and, and gross and childish, gosh-why couldn't I just hold it?!" He exclaimed.

"Woah, woah! Where'd all that logic of yours go Logan? It's fine, I can assure you! Besides, you did have a lot to drink at the restaurant! It's fine!" Roman exclaimed.

"How is it fine? I just wet myself on the second date because I was too scared to go! Why was I scared?! It's a normal bodily function!" Logan cried, "I just didn't want to leave you alone or look like I couldn't hold it—again! Gosh, why did this happen again?" He groaned.

Roman stared at him for a moment. Again. He said it again. This had happened before. Did it happen often?

He started the car and began to drive off, allowing Logan to hold one of his hands as he did so, "I don't think you're gross or childish. I think you just got overwhelmed and didn't know what do to" he kissed his hand gently, "you'll feel much better after we get you cleaned up."

Logan blushed, looking down, "thank you..for being so chill about it."

"I'm always chill" Roman said, pulling a face and posing for a nonexistent camera. He got a scoff and a chuckle out of Logan, so he counted himself as winning.

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Days after the whole diner incident, Roman was thinking over what had happened. The words Logan said were eating away at him and he didn't know why. They were two simple words that he shouldn't feel so upset about: not again.

This must had happened to him often, right? How could he not have noticed it? Then again, Logan did tend to forget about a lot of things when he was occupied by something else..and he himself had been teasing Logan for his small bladder for a while. The boy just always seemed to have to go at the most inconvenient times. Now though, he felt guilty for teasing.

He wanted to be a supportive, kind boyfriend and he wondered what he could possibly do to help. His brain lit up with a thought. Yes—perfect! He was going to make it up to Logan! And he knew exactly how!

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"Diapers?" Logan asked cautiously as Roman gave him the huge package of them. He glanced at the price tag and almost had a heart attack, "are you—are you pregnant or something?" Logan asked at an attempt for a joke.

Roman chuckled, "no, I bought them for you!"

Logan's eyes widened, "w-what?!"

"Yeah! After what happened at the restaurant, I figured—"

"If this some kind of joke?!" Logan exclaimed, face burning with humiliation, "it was—it was one time and you're going to just go out and get me diapers like i'm some sort of child?! Is this just another cruel attempt at teasing me?" His voice broke and Roman found himself feeling incredibly guilty.

"No, no—Logan, I would never do this to make fun of you! I just—I heard you said 'not again' and I assumed this sort of thing happened to you a lot! I just wanted to be supportive and make you feel better!" Roman defended.

And Logan ran a tired hand down his face. Stupid Roman, why was his boyfriend so ignorant, and spazzy and—and so sweet that Logan was actually considering putting one on?!

He didn't have the heart to tell Roman why he said not again. It's just that when he was a kid, it happened a lot, and it really stuck with him. He was still wetting himself in the forth grade and got made fun of a lot—and it just always stuck with him.

He felt so guilty that Roman had spent so much money, and that he was being so sweet about it.

"Oh..." Logan said dumbly, "how did..how did you know?" He cringed as he said it. He was making himself look stupid, "thank you so much, Roman..really. I'm sorry for getting so upset, it's just that..."

"I understand" Roman said with a gentle smile, "I just wanted to help you out, you know? And this should make cleaning up a lot easier too.."

A few minutes later, Logan took them
to his room to put one on for Roman's sake. He just felt too guilty to tell the truth now.

When Logan tore the package open because oh my gosh he was actually about to do this, he understood why they were so expensive. The padding was extra thick and soft, and Logan actually found himself enjoying the material as he patched it on. It was quite comfortable.

Even though t he padding was thick, when he put on his regular old jeans, it wasn't even noticeable that he was wearing a diaper. Huh, maybe he would enjoy this...

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Hands down the best unintentional lie Logan had ever told. Honestly, he wasn't sure about wearing the diapers at first, but he just really liked them. Convenient, comfortable, and Roman would pamper him. It made him feel like a small child. And he eventually found himself acting like one too.

It was a bit alarming, actually. He would so easily slip into this child-like headspace and then quickly force himself out of it. It was quite embarrassing when he'a slur his words together and pronounce his r's like w's. He also found himself craving grape juice. In a sippy cup, specifically.

He was starting to want Roman to treat him like a baby, despite what he had said weeks prior. He wondered if there was something wrong with him. After a quick internet search he diagnosed himself.

Age regression.

He opened a bunch of different tabs, searching question after question about it, and reading up on it for about a week before he decided that he wanted to try it out.

He grabbed a diaper from the package and placed it on his bed, along with a pacifier, a few stuffed animals, and a onesie he'd bought for himself. He put on the diaper and onesie before he stuck the pacifier in his mouth and played with a toy truck on the floor.

Eventually, he found himself slipping into little space, giggling and crying out happily as he built a block tower and demolished it.

He drank a bunch of juice in all of this time from a sippy cup and never felt happier. The whole thing was kind of relaxing if he was being honest. He'd definitely try this out again.

"LOGAN!" he heard from the hallway, footsteps pounding heavily toeards his room.

His heart skipped at least thirty beats as he heard Roman's voice, before his door was swung open, "I brought sushi—" he stopped in his tracks, staring at Logan with wide eyes.

Uh oh. He forgot that he invited him over today.

"Daddy..i'm sorry" Logan cried, pacifier falling out of his mouth as his lip quivered.

Roman was freaking out. Daddy...Daddy?!? Was Logan okay? What was happening?!

"Logan..Logan, what's happening? Why do you have.." he gestured around the room, "all of this?" He laughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I-I dunno" he mumbled, slurring his speech together, "'m a baby..."

Roman was even more confused now, and pulled out his phone, taking out safari, "Why the hell is my boyfriend calling me daddy and acting like a baby?"

He quickly scanned over an article or two, listening to Logan crying in the background, "age regression?" He mumbled, "Logan...are you doing something called age regression?"

Logan sniffled, looking up at Roman with wide, glassy eyes, before looking away and nodding, "i'm weird..i'm sorry.."

Roman looked at him, touching his face with such gentleness as he tilted his chin up to make him look into his eyes that Logan was sure his heart was going to explode. He knelt down, "I don't think you're weird. Maybe when you're uh...back? Is that the right word? When you aren't age regressed? Um, when that happens we can talk more about it, okay?"

Logan nodded, wiping some tears away, "you still love me?"

"Of course" Romans smiled, "hey, wanna show me what kind of tower you're building?"

Logan beamed, grabbing his blocks and going on an excited ramble about them as he drank from his sippy cup.

Roman actually found himself having fun helping Logan out and watching him while he was in little space.

"Hey, Logan?" Roman asked, watching as the little squirmed, "are you alright?"

Logan bit his lip and whimpered, "no...gotta pee..."

"Oh...don't you have a diaper on?" Roman questioned.

Logan nodded.

"Then why don't you just go?" Roman asked.

"I..I can't change it" he whispered, eyes filling with tears, "I forgot!"

"I can do it for you, baby, don't worry about it" Roman said quickly, trying to stop the tears before they came, "shh, it's okay. Just go, everything will be alright."

Logan nodded, closing his eyes in an attempt to relax. He huffed, "can't...nerwvous..."

"Awee..." Roman whispered, trying to contain his squeal, "here, c'mon, i'll help you" he said, bringing Logan into his lap and running his fingers through his hair.

Logan leaned into his touch and sagged against his body, finally relaxing enough to go. He let out a relaxed sigh as he felt the warmth spread between his thighs and soak into his diaper's thick padding. Roman could tell that he began to go, and smiled, whispering gentle reassurances to him, "you're doing so well..go on, keep it up. Good boy."

By the time Logan had finished, his diaper was completely saturated. He had a lot of grape juice, who could blame him? The entirety of his diaper looked puffy and prominent against his onesie, and it was so obvious that he had a wet diaper on.

"Finished?" Roman chuckled. Logan nodded and cuddled into Roman's chest, "Come on baby, how about a change?"

Logan nodded again, covering his face. He was so clearly embarrassed. Roman felt like throwing up and dying from the complete and utter cuteness of the whole thing.

He stood Logan up, taking off the onesie, before laying him back down on the floor. The front of his diaper was tinged in a light shade of pale yellow, heavy and saggy against his legs. Roman walked over to a small cabinet, grabbing the hidden diapers and wipes before walking back over to Logan.

He barely even had to touch the diaper for it to become unstrapped, the sheer weight of it doing most of the work as it fell from his sides. He lifted Logan's legs up and wiped him clean, before removing the soaked diaper and replacing it with a fresh, clean one.

He put the onesie back on him and smiled, booping his little's nose and kissing his forehead, "how about we play a game, baby?"

Logan squealed and nodded, "yes please daddy!"

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A few hours later, Logan woke up, rubbing the grogginess from his eyes. He grunted a little as he sat up and blinked, eyes adjusting to the darkness in his rom. Huh. He must have taken a nap. His eyes widened when he moved a little, touching a body. He gasped, something falling out of his mouth—his pacifier? Who was—

He turned on a lamp and literally screamed. Roman.

His heart was pounding furiously, his eyes filling with tears as he began to recall what had happened a few hours prior. Roman had found him in littlespace. They played, he changed his freaking diaper and then they took a nap.

Gosh, what was Roman going to think of him?!

He sat there, frozen as Roman shifted around in his sleep, before sitting up himself and rubbing his eyes, "Logan? What's wrong, why'd you scream?"

Roman's confused eyes met Logan's wide ones, and he quickly remembered as well, "oh—oh, Logan are you...are you, um, not regressed anymore?"

"Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh" Logan sad, "I can not believe this! I am so so sorry you had to deal with that Roman, I just—it's a new thing I was doing and that was my first time like actually doing it for more than a few minutes, and I understand if you're weirded out or—"

"Logan, hey! I'm not weirded out, you have nothing to worry about! I just..i'f like to know more about it? I'm still really confused and know next to nothing about what happened earlier. All I know is that it was..like, age regression I think? Did you think you were younger or something...?"

Logan bit his lip, "yes, it was that. I was in little space. I think my age was around four? Um, it's like, a thing people do when they're stressed, or even just want to. They try to revert back to the headspace their younger selves. It's quite relaxing, honestly..gosh, this is so weird.."

"No it's not" Roman argued.

"You changed my diaper!" Logan exclaimed.

"...Okay..that was a little weird..but I liked taking care of you! Honestly!" Roman cried.

"Okay, okay..I just...oh no, I called you daddy!" He wailed.

Roman smirked, "yeah, what was that about?"

"Well..littles as we call ourselves, usually have, or want caretakers. And uh, if you were to be my caretaker, I guess i'd call you daddy?" He said, unsure of himself.

"Oh...well, I mean, i'm not opposed to being your caretaker" Roman said with a blush, "I mean, um..I'd like to? If you're okay with it of course! I'd love to try this out. It was pretty fun playing with you, refilling your sippy...all that stuff. Plus, you actually play make believe when you're little" Roman smirked, "we full on fairy princess role-played before that nap."

Logan groaned and covered his face, "I can't believe this...but..really, you'd be my caretaker? You'r be willing to learn about this? I mean, I myself don't really know much, i'm pretty new to this and the whole community."

"Then we can learn together" Roman said, taking Logan's hands and looking into his eyes, "I love you, every part of you! Even this."

"...Did you just practice a line on me?" Logan teased.

"Maybe.." Roman said sheepishly.

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"Daddy!" Logan screamed, running away from him, "daddy stop!" He squealed as Roman rounded a corner and finally caught him.

"I got you, you little rascal!" Roman exclaimed, pulling up Logan's shirt and blowing on his belly, making a farting noise and making his little giggle.

"Daddy! No, that tickles!" Logan giggled, trying to get awah.

"Oh? So you're ticklish, huh? I learn something new every day.." Roman grinned evilly, attacking Logan's stomach with his fingers.

"No-ho-ho-ho-ho—STAHAHHAHAHAP!" Logan screamed, almost choking on his pacifier as he squealed with joy.

"Nope! I've got you~" Roman sung.

Agreeing to be Logan's caretaker was the best decision he'd ever made in his life.

A/n: Kicking off august right with a pissfic frfr

Also I always get scared doing little space chapters because even tho I've done a bunch of them I still don't really know everything about it and I don't want to get anything wrong🥲

Also, currently mourning the loss of my old omo book. It shall forever be missed💀

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