Oz hadn't wanted arelationshipwith Logan. And now…
Who knows when he'll be back?
Ifhe'll be back…Logan's traitorous brain whispered.
Logan slumped down onto Oz's bed, dropping his face into his hands.
Oz will be back, Logan told himself. His stuff's here — hell, he barely took shoes, much less a jacket. All Logan had to do was wait right here.
As ordered.
Chapter 26
Total Knock Out
"You're still here?"
Lying on Oz's bed as ordered, Logan looked up from his book to see Oz standing in their doorway, soaked from head to toe. For a minute, anger rose inside him that someone had dared pull a 'Wet Wally' again, but —
Eyes flicking to the window, Logan noted the rain-streaked darkness outside and put two and two together.
"Yeah," Logan croaked out as he checked the time on his phone, muscles protesting their use after being held still for so long.
Fuck, it's really only been a couple of hours?
Logan blinked, looking at the stack of textbooks next to him. In the time his… his roommate had been gone, Logan had managed to complete his Algebra homework, plus this week's readings for Biology and Art History. He'd even gotten almost two chapters into the book assigned for his English Lit. class, though the report wasn't due for another three weeks.
Maybe it was worry for Oz, or anxiety about the argument they'd had, or —
Or maybe studying with Oz is like running any other drills. Makes sense that you could get faster, better, most skilled at stuff like this. Too
It's not something Logan had considered before his bargain with Oz, but then... There's been a lot of that lately, hadn't there? With a sigh, Logan closed his book, shoving it and the rest of his schoolwork out of the way.
"You get caught in the rain?" Logan asked, swinging his legs over the side of the bed as he sat up.
"Needed to think." Oz shrugged, eyeing the empty spot next to Logan and staying right where he was. "It wasn't bad when it started. But, then the sky kind of unloaded on me."
Logan nodded, hating this itchy, walking-on-eggshells feeling. The last two times he'd felt it, it'd been just before a girlfriend had dumped him, back in sophomore year, and then junior too. If Oz —
"They're um… Saw them packing away dinner in the dining room," Oz said quietly. "You already eat?"
"No."
"But… It's meatloaf." Oz shot Logan a surprised look. "That was always your favorite, right?"
Logan tilted his head curiously, lips ticking up in a cautious smile.
Don't remember ever telling him that
"Sure, but you told me to be here," Logan answered Oz simply, swallowing harshly around his dry mouth. "So I'm here. Can we talk now?"
Oz's face shuttered as he turned away, as if to leave. "No."
"Oz…"
"There's nothing to say," Oz replied, still not moving.
"Yeah, there is," Logan argued, patting the bed next to him invitingly.
