ameliessanderssidesblog: wake me up in 10 years when logan’s arc is out Loved this artwork and

ameliessanderssidesblog: wake me up in 10 years when logan’s arc is out Loved this artwork and it inspired me to write some good ol’ Logan angst, please check out their amazing work! Also I wrote this in 3 am I’m sorry if it’s bad Enough is EnoughIt started with the thump in his heart, unfamiliar and unnoticeable at first, it made him adjust his tie and focus on Thomas who was happily chatting along with Roman about the next video. His eyes glancing toward Patton and Virgil, cups of hot chocolate between them and their soft smiles shared with one another.ThumpThis one was uncomfortable now making him grimace as a dull throbbing pain along side with vacant noise feeling his head. All of a sudden he was speaking, his lips were moving and the sides had been giving them their full attention. He was smiling, right? He must have been with the warm look that Patton was giving him.But why?Why can’t he breathe?It felt as if he was outside his own body, simply watching the pleasant atmosphere of the living room. Air seemed nonexistent but the others showed no sign that anything was wrong, which meant that nothing was wrong. After all his warnings were just exaggerations and misunderstandings, Logan will never be able to fully grasp any dilemma due to his insufficient knowledge of emotional matters. He will never fully understand the others.The perfect picture seemed to blur, he could no longer make out the faces and hear the voices, just his own pounding heart and pure distorted noises. What was happening? What was this fear coming from? He is Logic, something that was supposed to be useful and factually accurate, he displayed everything in a manner that is correct and controlled. So all he needed to do was get a grip-“Logan, I need you to breathe.”The sudden rush of air was surprising, his body jerked awkwardly as he coughed, senses flooding back with the pins and needles circulating through his body. His face was prominently wet with tears, blinking away he looked to see all of them surrounding him. Mainly Janus who was rubbing his twitching hand and soothingly patting his back.The worried expressions varied in severity but held the main amount of concern…concern for him? No it couldn’t be, why would they be concerned for him? “Logan how long have you been..” Thomas trailed off, pointing to the desk making the logical side look over. ‘I’M TIRED’ was written all over the walls and visble papers, stained with pens and assumed sharpies that would take a while to scrub off. He looked down at his hands, now seeing how they were covered in a scary amount of red ink.It was hard to grasp the fact that he wasn’t in the main room, had he been delirious this whole time? He gripped Janus’s hand tight, “My apologies, I didn’t mean to disturb you all. I will fix my work and insure this incident won’t mess up with the schedule-” “Logan, no one is worried about the damn schedule. We’re worried about you.” Virgil cut off, leaning in to wipe away the stray tears that fell into view.“Yeah, Logie. Running into your room and finding you drawing all over your walls like mad man while screaming was definitely something, it was almost serial killer worthy!” Remus was noticeably pale despite his crazed smile that stuck firmly on his face, the state that Logan was in was certainly one to be feared if it sickened Remus of all people. Patton took in a deep breath, making Logan look up at him, “But the fact that you kept writing that over and over shows that you..You have been feeling like that for a long time, haven’t you?”Logan scoffed, turning away, “I am incapable of feeling anything, I’m logic-” He hissed, Janus being to wipe his hand decorated with small miniscule cuts and a sing-song, “Lieee.” slipping from his lips. Roman rolled his eyes and hopped on to the bed with Thomas in tow, “Come on Nerdy Wolverine! You are the one who said that we represent more than what we are. Does that not include you?” He opened his mouth to retort but nothing came out, because what creative side was saying made sense.But the existence of these feelings, the inferiority and worthlessness that swelled through his chest. Was this all really okay? Thomas leaned his head on his shoulder, “Logan you are logic as you are part of me. What is considered logic is always subjective and it can change, I think I put this burden on you that when it comes to Logic no emotions should be involved. But I didn’t realize how much that put you into denial.” Feeling the cool hands cup his face so tenderly made Logan relax, nuzzling gently as tears began to well back in his eyes. “You can say it Logan, we’re all here. You’re okay.”With a nod, the side tried to push at first, force what was needed out of his throat so it would be out there. His voice cords weren’t cooperating and his body wanted to twist away from every touch that they were offering him. 'Calm down.’ His true thought pulled apart the incoherent noise, he blinked to see the sight of everyone beside him and gave them a shakey smile.“I’m so tired.”It was out there and it was the start -- source link

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