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"Damn you, you little b*****d!" screamed an old, tired-looking man as he chased the twenty-year-old out of the store, the male cackling all the way down the street and around the corner. Two two-liters of soda, three bags of chips, a few boxes of snack cakes and some prepackaged sandwiches followed closely behind him through the air. Inside the store, one could see a whole row of two-liter sodas creating many colourful geysers to the ceiling. Logann liked to have his fun.

Chains cringed and clanked on his body with every leap of his feet as he headed towards he and his friend's very run-down apartment...in an abandoned apartment building. He climbed through the front window as usual then, ushering the objects in behind him and to their counter top. "Oi, Ken! You back yet?" he called out as he put the things away in the cabinets except a turkey sandwich, some Cheetos, and the two-liter of root beer. He moved to the couch--heavy boots clunking on the floor as he walked--and plopped down on it to eat, accessories creating the appropriate sounds as he moved. "I got ya some more Dr. Pepper," he called out again, mouth full of bread, turkey and cheese. He raised his booted feet up and practically slammed them down, ankles crossed, on the already-falling-apart coffee table.

Logann grinned up at Kendall as he walked over to him, picking the break from his lips. "You a**, that was mine," he said, pushing on his best friend's hip a bit in playfulness. "Hell yeah I got you some food. There's some chips, a sammich, and some snack cakes up in the cabinet. Be free and pilfer said container," he chuckled, giving the blond that natural smirk of his. "I know you'd kick my a** if I only got food for me. Come on, you know me better than that." He took another bite of his sandwich and made a small face. he proceeded to open up his Cheetos, lift the top piece of bread from his sandwich, and pile on the chips as high as he could before crushing them all beneath the almost-flattened piece of bread. He tok another bite and smiled with a small nod. "Much better," he mumbled through his food. Then he washed it all down with his root beer. "By the way," he paused to beat on his chest as he swallowed the food, "You should wear your drink more often. You know I don't like Dr. Pepper, but I'd lick it off that chest any day," he purred in a flirty tone before chuckling once more, another large bite shortly following.

Logann gave Kendall a look when he mentioned church. He gave him a good, long stare before slumping down and grumbling. "You try this every Saturday, Ken... Every ******** Saturday. You really think it'll work this time?" he asked, giving the other a flat look as he sipped his root beer. It was silent in the room. It wasn't until all of his drink was gone before he sighed once again. "Fine... We'll go to ********' church tomorrow..," he mumbled, crossing his arms across his chest after setting his bottle down on the table his feet were on. "But only because you graced me with the wonderful sight of a wet male chest, okay? I gotta get some gay action in before the society of God surrounds me... Now get the ******** in the bedroom," he commanded as he stood and walked tot he trash can to throw his wrappers away, throwing the bottle in a different bin to re-use. "I wanna cuddle, damnit," he grumbled once again. He then stomped his way to the bed in the back of the apartment and discarded everything but underwear. He slid on an old long-sleeved sweater and some thin sleeping pants before climbing into bed and getting comfortable as he waited for Kendall.

Logann couldn't help the smile the spread on his lips. "You're such a suck-up," he mumbled. He planted a soft kiss on Kendall's nose then snuggled up to him, arms wrapped around him as their bodies meshed almost mechanically. Then he said his usual response. "I love you, too, Ken. As all the world freezes over and darkness falls upon us, let you be my warmth and my light to a better life and a world where we're always together no matter what." It was all said in a very soft voice, lips brushing against Kendall's neck. "Life will get better... We'll get out of here. We'll get an actual apartment... We won't have to steal--well, I won't have to steal. You know you can't. And, hell, we might even get to have television... We'll be happy... And, though I won't like it...you might even find that one guy you'd be willing to spend the rest of your life with," he added on, ending in a quieter voice, almost a regretful one. His arms tightened around Kendall's torso instinctively.

Logann groaned a bit and shifted as Kendall got up out of bed. He simply just rolled over and curled up into himself, falling back into his deep sleep.

When Kendall returned, though, he grunted a little then propped himself up on his elbow, opening his eyes to a bleary vision. When it cleared and his sense of smell kicked in, his whole face lit up in happiness. "Oh my god. Coffee," he breathed excitedly, sitting up fully and taking it from him, slurping some of it down quickly. "Mm... So good... Thank you, Ken," he told him with a bright smile on his lips. He took a larger gulp then yanked Kendall down by the front of his shirt and planted a quick thank-you kiss on the corner of his mouth. "Thanks, Ken... Now help me drink this so I can get up and get ready for your damn church day... Me and my devil clothes." He chuckled, holding the coffee up for Kendall to drink.

Logann, scowling and not doing much to hide it, glanced down at his own attire. Black jeans, heavy boots, studded belt, black blazer with sleeves rolled up, chains hanging everywhere he could fit them, black scarf, hair in a wild fashion... It was safe to say that any time now and old church woman could come up to him and start speaking in tongues to try and wash him of his sins.

At Kendall's words, Logann only grunted and clunked through the church, plopping down in a pew. "I would say you owe me for this...but you did buy me coffee, and you did cuddle wiith me last night, so that wouldn't be fair... Ugh. I feel so uncomfortable..." He glanced around awkwardly, feeling very out of place.

Logann sighed softly. "Yeah, yeah, I know... No magic, no mocking, no getting up in the middle of the crowd pretending to be posessed by the devil... I get it..," he grumbled. "Just...after this, no church for a while, please? I can only handle it a little at a time...as you know." He removed Kendall's hands from his shoulders then leaned forward and leaned his head on his shoulder. "I don't feel good..," he mumbled quietly. "Headache I think... Makin' me feel sick."