#liloscar my beloveds

[23fallencomets]

A love as sweet and gentle as yours

a liloscar ficlet for @quigzahhutt (this lowkey took forever because i kept jumping from plot to plot so for now, rip collared!liam and oscar, anyway i hope your day gets/got better 💕)

“We’re asking you out, if that wasn’t obvious.”

“Logan! Oh my god,” Oscar mumbles, covering his face with his hands. Logan looks smug, hands crossed against his chest while Oscar turns away, hands on his hips and contemplating his relationship with Logan.

“He wasn’t getting it!” Logan defends, turning back to a flustered Liam, “I’m being serious though.”

“I—yeah, I got that.” Liam says slowly, closing his books, “Just why?”

Oscar turns back around, cheeks permanently flushed, “Why not? You’re cute and funny, and can control Logan more than I can and we’ve been together for six years.”

“We don’t have to do anything big, you can just come over and we’ll have dinner or something.” Logan reassures, “It’s up to you, though.”

Liam’s gaze bounces between Oscar and Logan’s, confusion still swirling inside him as he nods, “Yeah, I’m down.”

Logan grins brightly at him, “Cool, I’ll text you the details.”

Meeting Logan and Oscar had been more of an accident. Liam, exhausted from school and work had collapsed at the nearest table in the library, determined to try and get through at least half of his homework. Unfortunately, running on a total of nine hours of sleep over four days finally caught up to him.

When he woke up, feeling less shitty and a pen stuck to his face, Logan and Oscar had been sitting at his table. Logan had a pair of headphones on, a ruler and some material Liam vaguely knew was from the architecture department while Oscar had a mechanical engineering book propped open, earbuds in and a notebook full of things Liam didn’t understand.

He also had a sweater draped over him, keeping him warm from the biting cold of the library.

When Logan realized Liam was awake, he offered him a bag of chips and a water bottle before letting him know he slept for a good four hours. Which—okay he missed his shift which, whatever actually, Yuki probably covered for him, hopefully.

“We’re gonna get something to eat, if you want to tag along.” Oscar says, “You probably haven’t eaten anything properly in a few days.”

And Liam was a mildly broke college student, who was he to say no to food?

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They had clearly cleaned the apartment when Liam arrived, dressed in a pink pullover that Jack insisted brought out his eyes—whatever that meant.

Logan had opened the door, excitement clear on his face as he leads Liam further inside into the kitchen. Oscar smiles widely at him, his signature prince swoop falling perfectly. Logan had stayed close, hand fidgeting by his side before Oscar nods.

“Let’s eat.” Oscar says, and together they plate the food and sit down. There’s clear nervousness in the air as Liam forks some pasta, taking a bite and humming, nodding in approval. Oscar grins, clearly pleased with himself.

After that, wherever either one went, Liam was close behind, hovering around until they pulled him in, keeping him close and no longer letting him fall behind.

Even now, with his back to Logan’s chest and Oscar in some strange straddle, muscular thighs straddling his own, he feels their touch everywhere; Logan and his need to have his hands on his partners, one hand under Liam’s shirt and the other one on Oscar’s thigh.

Logan is pressing kisses to whatever stretch of skin he can reach, occasionally nipping the pale skin until it blooms a pretty red. It leaves Liam breathless, even more so with Oscar’s hands on his face, their lips moving against each other’s desperately. He can feel Logan’s hands traveling, covering whatever he can with his touch.

Liam pulls away, lips swollen red and tilts his head, catching Logan’s lips with his own. The American groans, deepening the kiss as Oscar descends on Liam, determined to assuage the possessive nature and leave his own marks on Liam to accompany those that Logan left.

Yeah, Liam doesn’t think he’ll ever find a love as sweet as theirs.