He Finds Out He's in Love With You

You were spending the night again at Thomas' place. After finding out who Logan was, he decided to introduce you to the other personalities Thomas had. You thought all of them were lovely, and you all shared many fun memories together.

Tonight was just another one of those fun memories. You were currently freakishly screaming out the lyrics to My Heart Will Go On while playing the piano dramatically. You weren't alone either. Roman was singing with you, making dramatic sweeping gestures that made Patton giggle and lose the ability to keep singing with you two. It was also one of those rare days when Virgil smiled, as he was completely amused at the scene playing out in front of him. He always felt happy when you were around. You were a source of happiness, sassiness, and always relied on you to be extra with everything. He also loved how he could trust you in helping him through his panic attacks and days when he felt sad. However, this didn't go unnoticed to the poor logical personality crushing on you. He couldn't help but feel a bit off when Virgil looked at you, or spent time with you. He couldn't put his finger on what he exactly felt when he felt this way towards Virgil. The same exact feeling was bubbling inside Logic right now as he watched Virgil smile fondly at the back of your swaying head. He couldn't help but compare his own friendship with you, to your friendship with Virgil.

He always thought you two were close friends. He would teach you about general facts about science and the world, while you taught him how the writing process for music works. He even felt an emotion close to pride when he successfully analyzed a song using Music Theory logic you taught him. But for some reason, he couldn't help but compare this aspect of your friendship to how close you were as well to Virgil. He'd watch you two appreciate and explore different genres of music together, and he surprisingly caught you two one time jamming out together with him singing and you playin guitar. It truly surprised him at how much you changed Virgil, and he couldn't help but feel a bit...angry.

"Hey Logan, what's wrong?" Virgil asked worriedly, noticing the other glaring at him intensely. Logan snapped out of his thoughts and fixed his glasses. "Nothing," he grumbled, and walked away to spend the rest of the night in his room. You didn't hear your best friend leave the room, as you were too preoccupied with your antics on the piano. However, Patton and Roman did. They both looked at each other and whispered to Virgil to keep you busy while they made their way to Logan's room.

Logan was trying to control his wild emotions by attempting to calm himself down with solving his favorite puzzle, when he heard a knock at the door. He sighed and opened it grudgingly, only to see Patton and Roman stare at him with a knowing smirk. "May I help you two gentlemen?" He asked professionally. They both looked at each other briefly, then barged into the room. Patton locked the door and made the room soundproof while Roman advanced towards Logan. Logan widened his eyes and took a few steps back before hitting his back against his study desk. "You like them, don't you," Roman said slyly. Patton squealed in the background. Logan was confused. "Like who?" Roman sighed in exasperation. "(Y/n), you idiot!" He said irritably. Patton gently pushed Roman away from the terrified man and rested his hand on Logan's shoulder. "Come on kiddo, we know you do," he said lovingly. Logan was about to protest when Roman cut him off.

"The way you stare at them for a long time."

"The way you blush whenever they talk to you."

"When you always talk about them 24/7 with us."

"The way you get...jealous~" Patton said, winking at the logical side cheekily.

Logan was blushing bright red at this point. He wanted to deny all these claims, but the evidence the others presented to him were proven true many times. This feeling of love scared the living hell out of him, but he couldn't help but want more of it. It only proved to him more how special you were. He thought he hated feelings, until he felt them with you. Sighing in defeat, he looked down shyly and spoke quietly. "Yes. I do love them. What shall I do?"