Lucas’ only concern was whether or not this hole in the wall coffee shop was actually as good as Logan said it was. He was probably the pickiest person he knew when it came to trying new things. Mainly because Lucas didn’t enjoy new, he enjoyed routine. As monotonous as it sounded, it was comforting to him. This was another reason why he wasn’t big on mingling and making new friends. And somehow, he was breaking his routine for Logan.
Not being one to ever be late to anything, Lucas was doing a good job at checking the time on his phone. He didn’t live on campus like most so he’s just have to leave his bag in his car before walking to the nearby coffee house that Logan had given him directions to. When class let out, he hurried in doing what he had planned to do, dropping his bag off and making sure to put it in his trunk in case security was lacking in the parking lot.
Walking to the coffee shop was an easy task and as he checked the time on his phone, he found that he was five minutes early. This pleased him as he sat down at a table outside and waited for Logan to arrive.
Logan smiled as he showed up at the coffee shop just on time and saw Lucas. Gosh, he loved it when people were on time or early to things. He lifted his hand to wave. “Well hey there stranger. Haven’t been waiting too long, have you?” He asked, standing in front of the table. “Sorry that I’m a bit later than usual. I got caught up in pedestrian traffic. A lot of people walk this way to get food after class, so yeah.” He gestured to his backpack to prove that, yes, he did just get out of a class. “So, how’s your day been?” He smiled again at Lucas.
Going up to Logan’s room, Cam took a deep breath, calming himself, a small smile crossing his face as Logan opened the door. “Hi,” he replied, suddenly feeling self conscious as he stood on the door step of the other boys room, running a hand through his hair out of habit. “It was — good. I had prac classes over at the elementary school so it was a little hectic. But Uh — how about you?”
"Kids must love you, I bet." Logan laughed a bit, biting his lower lip for a moment. "But, uh, here, come in." He stepped away from the doorway so that Cameron could pass through. Once he did, Logan closed the door and followed, grabbing his laptop and heading towards his bed, scooting over on it to make room for Cameron. He patted the space next to him, as to motion him to come over and sit. "I’ve had a relatively average day, aside from you showing up at my door. Just went to class, discussed a few poems, nothing too exciting."
Just a little. Yeah, I definitely get that. I’ve slept a grand total of maybe 5 hours in the past week.
Five hours for this whole week?! I got five hours just last night! You don’t try and get at least eight hours every night?
Well I’ll be sure to remember that then. Oh, me? There’s not much to tell. I’m studying Law. What about you, Logan?
Law? Wow, that’s a tough thing to major in. I’m doing bilingual and multicultural teaching with a creative writing minor.
I was just seeing if you’re okay. You look a little dazed.
Oh, hah, is it that obvious? I thought I was pulling the ‘I totally got some sleep last night’ look off well. Darn it. Yeah, um, I didn’t really get any sleep last night. Some rough homework times, I’ve been having.
Just go to bed already Logan. You sure need it.
Noooo! I have an essay due tomorrow. I can’t.
It wasn’t that he was nervous, because he wasn’t. At least, that’s what Cameron was telling himself. Most of the time he felt comfortable around Logan, especially now he had stopped freaking out about, well, everything. But he couldn’t help but feel a little jittery as he walked from his dorm to the Greenlea hall. This was technically a date, after all. A first one, at that. Even though Cameron was just going over to watch movies, he’d agreed to a date when the other boy asked. And he wasn’t even sure why. He still wasn’t sure about anything. If he was straight or gay or something in between, he didn’t know. Although he did know he had definitely had trouble not thinking about the other boy since the toga party.
Once he’d reached the hall, Cameron let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding and reached up to press the buzzer of what he hoped was Logan’s room, shifting his weight between his feet as he waited to be buzzed up.
Logan wasn’t sure how to take the new development that Cameron was suddenly just… okay with being around Logan and being interested in guys in general. It was great that Cameron was so accepting of himself, don’t get Logan wrong, but it was… weird. Weird in the way that meant it was such a change from where they both started, Logan correcting himself a hundred times over because he didn’t know that Cameron didn’t like guys, to now, Cameron coming over to Logan’s room for a date.
Logan was sort of fussing around his room, trying to make everything look nice for when Cameron came over, despite him already having seen the room before in its normal state, when he heard the buzzer ring. Racing over to it, Logan pressed the button to allow Cameron up, looking in the mirror one last time to fix his hair. He opened the door for Cameron, smiling. “Hey. How has your day been?”
We used to play it every Halloween when I was a kid.
You’re able to actually bob for apples as a kid? Your mouth is big enough to do that as a kid?!
Sure. It’s not that big of a screw up. It was worse on your end then mine.
It was a pretty big screw up on my part, yeah. I’ve been making a lot of those, recently. But, yeah, I appreciate us moving on from this. I should stop reading so many romance poems. They’re giving me ideas.
I would, but, um, they’re very forward about sex or something inappropriate. I don’t… I don’t like that. I mean, all the ones I meet don’t have the right values that I like in a girl - or person in general, really - and the ones that do are taken.
I suppose the reason why I’m not attracted to them as people as much is because I generally become attracted to people who share the same ideals as me. Those people tend to be male, as a result of how society shapes us once we’re exposed to it. So because I share the same ideas as most guys, I’m attracted to them more than girls, if that makes sense.
I’m sorry if I’ve offended anyone, but that’s my honest opinion.
Guess who’s started practicing bobbing for apples?
People actually play that game? I thought it was a thing put into movies and TV shows to try and trick people into actually creating the game! What do you do in it? It seems like you wouldn’t really win anything besides the ability to eat apples…
od, that was the nicest nap I have ever had in a long time. Is it time to drink already or is it too early?
I, uh, think it’s much too early… And unnecessary? I mean, there’s no given moment to drink.
You wouldn’t… But I’m sorry, Nice person then.
No, it’s fine. I hope we can still be friends though. I don’t want my screw-up of the month make me regret all my life choices.
Oh. I was just — wondering. I didn’t want to be holding you up or anything.
Oh, no, it’s okay. You weren’t. Holding me up to anything I wasn’t going to be willing to do, I mean. Did you have anything in mind?
It’s fine kid. I just don’t want you to end up heartbroken. Most people who fall for me do. Just get yourself a date with a nice guy. Alright?
I’m twenty-one, I don’t think I’m a kid. I still don’t see why that you won’t even give this a try, but I’ll accept it for now, I guess. And that’s nice person, by the way.