JOGAN.

“…so basically what I’m getting at is…I think I’ve been in love with him all along.”

Logan twisted his hands together nervously, staring at Derek as he waited for his response.

“…well?”

Derek blinked, lips still pressed firmly together.

“I mean if you think about it…every guy I’ve dated has reminded me of Julian in some way. I guess I just…didn’t want to admit it to myself, you know?”

Silence.

“…D?”

“So what you’re telling me is that you’ve secretly been in love with Julian since freshman year, and you’ve just been projecting your feelings for him and other people because you didn’t have the balls to do anything about it?”

“…yes?”

For a moment, Derek just stared blankly. Logan fidgeted under his gaze, fingers digging into his palms. 

Derek made a sudden movement, and Logan didn’t even have time to duck as a fist collided with the side of his jaw.

“Fuck! What the hell, D?”

“I fucking hate you both.”