The Third Sunday

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The Midnight Texting Meme It's the middle of the night and you're trying to catch some z's — or brooding alone in the alleys, as one does — when your phone dings and suddenly a stranger or a friend is texting you. What could they possibly want at this hour? Is it important? Stupid? Are they drunk or maybe just needy? Do they need help hiding a body??? Pick up your phone and find out! Rules: ● Post with your character's name and canon on the subject line, indicate preferences as needed ● Tag others ● Have fun!

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[danzan]

Oh, so you know what my ass is shaped like?

[ Logan looks over at Scott at that, the corner of his mouth quirked up in the smallest show of fondness. ]

I promise I'll take care of 'em. [ Finally giving in, he gives the top of Scott's head a pat. ] The bikes, not my ass.

You should get some sleep, Cyke.

[no_fun_allowed]

I watch your back, it's inevitable that my eyes travel a little lower sometimes.

[ He really is tired, otherwise he woud have never said that out loud. It's all friendly banter, though, and Scott gives Logan a tired smile.]

Take care of both, save me the trouble to do it for you. And yes, some sleep sounds good. [He straightens his back as much as he can without putting a lot of strain on his shoulder.] With some luck I won't wake you again tonight.

[danzan]

Yeah, well. I'll sleep better knowin' you're okay.

[ Once Scott's done leaning on him, Logan's hands rest on his knees as he gets to his feet. The door to Scott's room is still slightly open -- it's a miracle none of the Bamfs got in -- and Logan rubs the back of his neck as he walks towards it, then turns to look back at him with a small, final smile. ]

Night, Scott. I'll see you in the morning.

[ With that, Logan leaves the room. ]

[no_fun_allowed]

Softie...[Scott calls out with fondness, a smile smile playing on his lips.] Good night Logan, sleep well.