Your friend had always been on the more antisocial and quiet train of life. He didn’t speak much - even to you. He was the type to say actions meant more than words, and live by it.

When the two of you were out at a bar, you started chatting up the kind fellow beside you in a friendly manner, no intentions. You didn’t notice the other persons behavior taking a flirty tone, but Logan did.

You felt a hand wrap around your waist, and a soft tug pulled you close to Logan’s hip.