ย ย ย ย due to the rather abrupt move,ย milo hasnโt seen logan in a few days. rarely does he ever tell her heโs stopping by. like with most of his friends, he just appears on a whim. he knows where the spare key is. itโs really easy for the actor to make himself at home just about anywhere he goes. milo helps himself to the cookies he found in the cupboard and makes a cup of coffee, before settling onto the couch. he figured heโd wait around awhile for logan to show up.ย
ย ย ย ย ย he hadnโt been sat there for long when he head the door open, and a rustling from the kitchen. footsteps clack closer to the living room. finally, he can say everything he has to. โyou wonโt believe the week i had, loโโย milo haltsย mid-sentence. thatโs obviously.. not logan. the other seemed almost.. freightened. milo couldnโt imagine why. messy man bunย and crisp, white linen clothing, he appears about as non-threatening as they come. his brows furrow, watching the other in this weird, awkward silence. either heโs the worst intruder on the planet, or logan has a very weird friend.ย for a moment, milo doesnโt know what to say back. in his long stint of irrelevanceย in the public eye, milo hasnโt met anyone so in awe of him in quite some time.ย โiโm.. milo, yeahโฆ itโs me. do iโ do i know you?โ he starts, an awkward chuckle escaping him. maybe the blonde is just kidding, he assumes. no oneโs actually been that happy to see him in years. โi get mistaken for john stamos sometimes. iโm not the guy in full house.. if, thatโs what youโre thinking?โย
ย ย ย in most cases, nikoโs been more or less able to handle himself with a semblance of dignity when heโs met celebrities; also, itโs been happening more and more often lately, which of course dulls that sense of surreality. he wonders if eventually thereโs a point where nobody can leave you a little breathless anymore, and fervently hopes that isnโt so. he likes the adrenaline rush and butterflies that comes with being excited to meet someone. and maybe itโs been quite some time since his obsessive crush on milo had faded--like so many of nikoโs teenage passions--it doesnโt make seeing him in person, unexpectedly--any less exhilarating. not that heโd actually thought this person was a doppelgรคnger, but it makes nikoโs stomach swoop all over again to hear him say it right out loud.ย โthatโs not what i was thinking, no,โ niko replies, half-laughing out of sheer disbelief.ย โi guess i could see john stamos? but no. and no, you donโt know me. clearly you know logan, though.โ realizing suddenly heโs still standing in the middle of the living room, he goes to another couch and curls himself into the corner against the armrest, glass of orange juice balanced precariously on his bent knees and held there with hands that are engulfed in the overlong sleeves of his sweater.ย โiโm surprised sh--โ he starts, but cuts himself off with a raised eyebrow.ย โactually iโm not surprised she didnโt tell me she knows you. sheโs my cousin,โ he clarifies,ย โso, like, she saw me go through puberty, which was headlined by my obsession with victorious.โ his cheeks grow warm again but he merely rolls his eyes and laughs. the fact his obsession was focused mostly on milo seemed to go unsaid.ย โiโm niko, by the way. did i say loganโs my cousin? her momโs my--โ again, he cuts himself off, this time because heโs beginning to ramble, and takes a sip of the orange juice to help with his suddenly dry mouth.ย โso, like, how do you know logan?โ
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