#╰ thread ♡ logan stevens

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“yeah?” logan matched the other's eager nod, a smile flashing on his face as she flicks the lighter to produce a soft glow. “i won’t laugh, even if you’re really, really bad at it.” he laughed, lighting the end of the blunt as he pressed it between his lips. he inhaled, letting it out with ease before shifting closer to romy. “i’ll hold it. all you have to do is put your lips on the end and inhale — but only for like, a few seconds. got it?”

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logan found himself drawn to anyone who wasn’t like him. people that were good, pure. at the mention of her lying once, his determination to spend time with her only grew. he wasn’t close with his parents, nor did he want to be after they stole the majority of the money he made as a child actor. although his own morals were a bit questionable, logan only wanted to spend time with people that made him better. “sure. any movie you want.” he nodded, handing the remote to willa. he stood for a moment, kneeling in front of the entertainment system to open one of the cabinet doors. “there’s also a few dvds if you want to check ‘em out. it’s mostly random ones i stole from my dad’s collection — slashers from the 90s, a few documentaries. that kind of thing.”

      her  lips  part  to  make  another  argument  as  to  why  this  was  a  bad  idea  .  the  thought  that  his  roommate  would  walk  in  and  read  it  wrong  playing  heavily  on  her  mind  .  but  ,  logan  didn't  seem  concerned  and  something  about  his  demeanor  was  beginning  to  leak  over  onto  hers  ,  making  her  relax  into  place  .  "  i  guess  ...  maybe  once  .  "  and  she  was  caught  so  ,  that  probably  wasn't  the  best  example  to  think  about  when  she  was  trying  to  remain  open  .  "  but  we  don't  have  to  talk  about  that  .  "  eyes  move  away  from  him  to  study  the  area  around  his  television  ,  searching  for  a  shift  in  subject  .  "  can  i  pick  the  movie  ?  "

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“i mean, it is legal in most states now, so it’s not even as rebellious as it used to be.” he laughed, pulling out his lighter and a joint. “it’s super easy, i promise.” he brought it to his lips, inhaled, and exhaled a few moments later. passing it over to isla. “only inhale for like, a second to start.” he advises, leaning in to watch her. “getting no smoke is better than coughing a shit ton – trust me.”

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he was tired of always having the same conversation. the one where logan had to talk his best friend off the ledge because they couldn't see how incredible someone else would be for them. if he had to go in circles with them one more time, he was sure he'd snap. "i honestly just don't get it." he said casually, as though there was no weight behind his words. "if i was with you, i'd treat you so much better. he's blowing it left and right but you keep going back to him."

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"you've never smoked before?" he grinned. he wasn't judging, per se — he was just surprised. he didn't consider himself a stoner, but definitely dabbled. "can i show you? i promise it'll be fun."

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logan watched her carefully, eyes following aria’s gaze as she spoke. “the appeal is that it’s fun. for me, drinking is an energetic experience. whereas with smoking, it’s chill — exactly how you want it to be.” he grinned, holding the joint to his lips for a moment before blowing smoke out. “just inhale, hold for a second, then exhale. only inhale for a second — if you do more than that, you’ll cough your lungs out. trust me.”

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this sucked. the second the bad idea popped into his head, the brunette knew waiting would be torture. it was her fault, though. who came to the movies in a skirt? only someone who knew logan bought tickets in the back row. he patiently waited as the movie began, hand falling to her leg. his digits delicately brushed along her thigh as his eyes remained on the screen.

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“i just want you to loosen up a little.” he shook her shoulder as if to demonstrate. reaching for the tray on the table in front of him, logan nabbed a joint and a lighter. lighting the end, he inhaled, held the smoke for a moment, and exhaled with a smile on his face. “it’s that simple.” he hit it once more before holding it out to her. “you don’t even have to do the lighter part. it just keeps burning.”

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"it's easy." logan leaned forward, snagging a joint and a lighter from the coffee table. he turned toward the other, a small smile on his face. "you just light and inhale." he demonstrated, holding in the smoke for a moment when he did. after exhaling, he passed the joint to isabella. "it should be rolling, so just inhale for a second, hold for a second, and let it out."

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logan’s digits wrapped around the blunt long enough to let out a sarcastic gasp, feigning hurt at the mention of it being for lowlives. “let your dad know that it’s not 2005 anymore, okay? it’s cool again.” he nodded at her question, taking another small hit before passing it to emma. “i promise it’s not. the worst thing that can happen is some paranoia, but i’m right here. i’m not going anywhere.”

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"i've heard stories about your wild side, that's all. i guess not everyone has to smoke to be wild, though." he spoke softly as he lit the joint, inhaling the smoke before he passed it to the blonde. "it's a lot like smoking a cigarette... but with more smoke involved. inhale, hold it for a few seconds, then exhale. it's nice and easy."

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logan let out an incredulous laugh as nevaeh finished speaking, eyes fixing on the silverware in front of him. “you do remember that you broke up with me, right? you can’t just take it back for a night, nevaeh.” it felt like they were in a bad rom-com, like one of the ones they’d watched when they were together. when nevaeh asked to meet, logan knew she needed something. even worse, he knew immediately that he’d say yes to any pitch she threw at him. he looked up at her, chewing on his bottom lip for a moment as he thought. “when is it? dylan’s thing.”

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Nevaeh's been quiet since she thanked them for coming to see her, fiddling with a napkin and trying to figure out where to start. “I… I still haven't told my family that we broke up,” she blurts finally, internally wincing at herself. “I just couldn't do it. Ugh. Thinking about their faces when I break the news was overwhelming and I figured I'd just tell them later on but they kept asking about you and we're having this gathering to celebrate Dylan doing well this season and they asked if I'm bringing you and well… would it be too much trouble if you came with me and pretended that everything's okay? At least for a little bit.”

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"group projects are the bane of my existence but that doesn't change the fact that we got paired up together. can we try to make this work?"

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“i’ll make it as simple as i possibly can.” he promised, snagging a lighter and joint off the table in front of them. he lit the end wordlessly, taking a quick hit to get it rolling. he inhaled, held it for a moment, and exhaled with a grin spreading across his features. “all you do is inhale for like, a second or two. then hold it for a second — if you can’t, that’s okay, too. then you exhale. you might cough — in fact, you’ll probably cough. it happens. even to me.”

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“well, clearly i mean it if i’m repeating it years later.” logan teased, careful not to move an inch. they were in a limbo state together — one where logan couldn’t decide if he should play into her reckless game or play it safe. his first thought is safety. doesn’t want to hurt her, despite how obvious it is that she can take care of herself. “of course you would think that, you little druggie.” the tease is still in his voice, a side of him that he only shows off when he’s comfortable. they’d been friends for so long, logan began to lose where their friendship ended and their attraction began. “romy…” he begins hesitantly, words lost in the feeling of pulling her closer. arms shifted around her waist as he pulled her into his lap, mouth pressed against hers before he really overthinks it. there were plenty of reasons why they shouldn’t, but logan can’t think of a single one important enough to stop. hands drift to the blonde’s waist, digits grazing lines on the smooth surface of her skin. it was as though logan wasn’t in control of himself — all he could do was kiss and kiss and kiss.

reckless. an outsider could see that romy's decided to switch her mind off for the night. " i know, " whispers, eyes only barely fluttering open. " i'm pretty sure you said the same thing when we became friends. " because romy has worked so hard to cultivate this put - together image of herself. her brother's drug addiction and relentless partying left romy with no choice but to grow up quicker than she wished. becoming friends with logan threatened that crafted image. she doesn't care now, just like she didn't back then. " i feel like kissing you would feel just as good sober, " admits with a gentle smile. wordlessly searches his gaze, soft kiss pressed to the pad of his thumb. "and you're special to me. " blinks, eyes slightly stinging. " who better to be here with than the one guy i feel i can always trust ? " raises a hand, fingers trailing into his loose curls. " and i do. i trust you. " and that only makes her want this — want him more.

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logan is about to deny her, to give a spiel about the reasons why he won’t be held responsible for corrupting romy when her lips meet his again. he forgets any objections, only focused on the smoke between them, on the feeling of gentle lips parting against his. “making reckless decisions is a part of smoking, too.” he murmured against her mouth, digits brushing a blonde strand behind her ear. “i don’t want you to do anything you’ll regret.” logan may have a shitty reputation, but it didn’t mean he’d use his friend like that. maybe with some other girl, someone that he didn’t care about as much. “your senses are probably heightened — it makes things feel better.” thumb traced a line from her jaw to her bottom lip, brushing against the soft petal as he met her eyes. “you’re special to me, rome.”

shouldn't push herself, but she'd found that she quite likes the feel of her lips on his. the way those puffs of smoke blowing into her mouth makes her feel free. probably not the most rational thing for her to engage in, but she can't help it. wants to be reckless for a change and if there is anyone to do that with, why not someone she trusts ? hopeful glimmer in her eyes, tinge of warmth creating red circles around them. " one more, " repeats. " i just . . . i like the way it feels. " isn't talking about the drugs, though. if he knew the difference, would anything change ? leans in again, heart beating in slow motion as she kisses back a little more eagerly than she should. inhales the smoke, eyes closed for a moment. doesn't think when she leans in, kissing him first this time. romy isn't so reckless and they both know it. almost like her behavior can be attributed to her courage, all of the things she's wanted to do seeming to rise to the surface.