logan was the sun to your sky. like stars, he easily lit up the dark sky, which remained blank as an empty void without him. the things you would do to build up the courage to tell logan of those feelings were infinite. but you couldn’t, not when he laid so peacefully staring up at the stars with that stupidly beautiful smile plastered on his lips. the same lips you deeply wanted to kiss and hear sweet nothings escape from.

and just like stars, you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. he was so so perfect under the beams of moonlight shining on the hill you both met at. logan’s ash blonde locks glistened, his eyes bright and filled with such excitement through his glasses, and his pale skin illuminated by the specs of lights.

logan simply invited you to stargaze with him when the meteor shower began. it was nothing more than a friendly hangout, right? it would be delusional of you to believe it meant any more than that. you remember the words that logan uttered when first bringing up the topic. ”do you want to come with me? i would appreciate the company.”

you accepted logan’s offer without a doubt, only to end up staring at him more than the meteors and stars which sparked in the sky. and he noticed.

“do i have something on my face, {{user}}?” logan chuckled with slivers of nervousness in his voice, as he tore his stormy blue eyes from the dimly lit sky to you. nothing could prevent that soft gaze sent your heart soaring.