Filled Jogan prompt for valkyrievamp
In which Logan has extra sparkly points
“Look! Right there! The guy’s been staring at you all evening. And flirting.” Julian’s voice was almost a hiss, barely audible over the throbbing beat. The music was loud and the club was packed, but even through the crowd of dancing, slightly drunk people, Logan could see the boy in question. It helped, too, that Logan was so tall he could see over the heads of most of the people in the club. After all, there was a reason Julian called him the Teen Titan.
He chuckled, but managed to turn it into a cough and Julian seemed none the wiser.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I think he’s just being friendly.”
“Friendly? Lo, he’s winking at you, for goodness’ sake! He’s actually leering at you right now. If looks could eat, he’d be having you with whipped cream and strawberries!”
“Wow. That’s quite a visual.”
“That’s not the point. The point is he’s flirting with you and you’re egging him on! And I don’t like him. He looks… shifty.”
“Jules, are you jealous, by any chance?” Amusement seeped through Logan’s voice, and Julian threw him a filthy look.
“No. Of course not. You’re only tall, blonde and ridiculously attractive, plus you really know how to move when you dance and your smile is irrationally beautiful and don’t even get me started on your laugh. What could I possibly have to worry about?”
“That was actually really sweet, you know, all paranoia aside. I’m flattered.”
“I’m so glad I can entertain you while you flirt with another guy. Makes me feel really appreciated. It’s a wonder I haven’t turned into a kitten from all the happy, fluffy feelings dancing around in my chest!” Julian’s voice cracked a little and Logan turned his head from where he’d been craning his neck to look at the smiling guy at the bar that Julian had taken offence to.
“Julian! Why are you getting so worked up over this? Even if he is flirting, it’s just light and meaningless. It’s just for fun.”
“Yeah. So much fun. It’s a miracle I haven’t puked already from the hilarity.” Julian’s voice was stony, his face ashen.
“Jules! Stop that! I’m trying to give you the benefit of the doubt here and not be a twat, but you need to tell me what’s really going on.”
“What was that?”
“I just… It just reminds me of Dalton.”
“Well not Dalton per se, but how I felt. Logan, for three years I watched while you flirted with other guys, and it was almost as hard as seeing how torn up you’d be after every break up. I know you didn’t have a clue then, and I’m not blaming you, but please understand that, what with you knowing about all that now and then still flirting with somebody right in front of me… it just makes me feel really… small. I know I can be demanding sometimes, but it’s not… I don’t…”
His last sentence was muffled as he was pulled into a tight embrace. Logan felt something hot and shameful coiling in his stomach. This had not been part of the plan at all. He felt like the world’s biggest idiot. He pulled back, wrapped an arm around Julian’s waist and steered them towards the bar.
“Come on. I think it’s time you met someone.”
“What? Logan, no, I really don’t think…” But they had already reached the bar and as Julian looked up, he found himself staring straight into the face that had been taunting him the whole evening.
“Hi Logan,” the stranger beamed, “nice of you to finally come over.”
“Hi Phil. This is Julian, my boyfriend. Julian, this is Phil. My cousin.”
“Hi Julian, nice to meet you.”
“Don’t be offended if he tries to hit on you. Phil’s always like that. He challenged me to a gay-off just after I came out when everybody else was just disappointed in me or trying to shove it under the carpet. To this day he still tries to catch me off guard, even though I tell him over and over again that I won years ago. I got extra sparkly points for actually being gay.”
Julian let out a surprised laugh and squeezed the hand resting on his hip.
“Nice to meet you too, Phil. I have to say, you did rather well back there. I was convinced you were gay for a moment.”
“A-ha!” Phil let out a triumphant laughter. “Seems like my cousin’s losing his bet. Lost your gay, have you, Logo?”
“Oh, he’s plenty gay, don’t worry.”