Wyatt scampered under the blankets to rest, as well. He would probably take a bit longer to fall asleep, but he did need the rest. He wasn't used to having overly-hectic days.

Logan barely moved when Wyatt got in the bed he did however have a small smile on his face, it was a strange feeling to be this happy after being suspended but he couldn't help it.

Wyatt snuggled into his pillow. He was asleep in about ten minutes' time, and he also fell asleep with a slight smile on his face. He always felt so peaceful right before he fell asleep.

Logan who was extremely exhausted must have snored while he slept, and after sometime he needed to wake up, and due to the time they had fell asleep originally it was now very late. He yawned wondering what he should do about Wyatt, should he slip out and let him sleep, or should he wake him, he pondered this while eyeing him, he looked so peaceful.

Wyatt was curled up in a slight ball, breathing softly in his sleep. He had a weak smile on his face that had lasted from when he had originally fallen asleep. The way he was curled up was almost like a cat's way of sleeping.

Logan decided on staying in the bed longer so he could watch Wyatt sleep, although his view was obstructed by Wyatt's long hair covering a lot of his face. He reached over gently and softly trying to be as quiet as possible not to wake Wyatt, he brushed his hair behind his hair revealing a small smile upon Wyatt's face.

Wyatt stirred slightly, but didn't wake up just yet. His toes curled slightly in his sleep, like his dream had been momentarily interrupted by the feeling of fingers against his hair and skin. His smile stayed in place. He must have been having a rather good dream.

As Logan saw that Wyatt didn't move he couldn't help but not remove his hand, instead he lightly brushed Wyatt's cheek with his thumb. His heart was beating faster as he did this, and it felt odd that he was touching him in such a way, but something drove him to do this, and he couldn't help it.

Wyatt shifted slightly, attempting to lean up towards the warmth brushing across his cheek. It felt nice. He was still asleep...but would probably wake up in the next few minutes, or more suddenly if he was disturbed.

Logan suddenly had the urge as Wyatt moved beneath his hand sweetly, to feel how his hair felt between his fingers. His hand slid back and intertwined within Wyatt's hair, it was nearly as smooth as his skin. Logan felt a strange ability of control as Wyatt lay still not knowing what was going on, and it made him more brave to touch him in ways he would never do otherwise.

Wyatt was not used to being touched in a nonviolent way. So, naturally, Logan's small touches felt nice to him, even when he was dead asleep. He continued to lean up into the touch, just slightly. The smile on his face had not faded.

As Logan touched him like this, he saw that nothing had changed, Wyatt was still fast asleep. Something about this moment made him gravitate towards Wyatt every second, he now lay close to him his hand moving to the base of his jaw and neck, his eyes examined his face more closely than he had been able to before. This revealed how truly handsome Wyatt was, and it made Logan only realize how charming it was that Wyatt was so humble about his appearance, a small smile crossed his lips as he stroked his cheek further contemplating if he should progress further.

Wyatt stirred a bit more. He was close to waking up, though it didn't show. His heart unintentionally began to beat a little faster at Logan's touches. They felt quite nice. He didn't sense the proximity, per se, but he did sense the warmth and curled up a bit more, snuggling against him.

Logan noticed that Wyatt snuggled up against him, he was unsure of what it meant, maybe Wyatt was having a good dream. The state that Logan was in also felt like a dream and he didn't know how to explain how he felt so brave to act in such a way.

Before meeting Wyatt, Logan had never really had a close friend, or someone that he could feel at ease around. Not only that, but as they spent more and more time together he found himself caring about Wyatt a great deal, which was abnormal for Logan to care about anyone that much, even his father.

That day he had even stepped in the way of a real bully, and had been beaten badly, more than he had ever been before. And now here he was being drawn into him, just wanting to be near him as much as possible, and as much as he tried to fight it, he couldn't ignore that he was strangely attracted to the boy.

His eyes closed as he took a deep breath, he leaned forward and rested his forehead on Wyatt's gently in hopes of not waking him, in fear of what might unfold afterwards. Logan, who was becoming more sure of his feelings had no idea how Wyatt felt, and he was afraid to take a chance.

Wyatt stayed still for a while longer, unconsciously enjoying the warmth of another body curled up against his. Wyatt often kept how he felt to himself. It was odd for him to express his feelings to anyone in any way.

This included smiling and showing his past scars, both of which he had done for Logan. He was very much in-tune with the fact that he did not and never would like boobies--that he admired men fifty times more than he admired women. But he had yet to be in a relationship with anyone. He'd thought about it, but never acted on it.

He stirred after a few long minutes. This time, it was obvious. He was waking up. Before Logan got a chance to move, however...Wyatt had opened his eyes.

He was surprised by the close proximity, but he didn't freeze or clam up. Instead, he was perfectly still, staring directly into Logan's eyes.

Before Logan could move he noticed something was different, when he opened his eyes also he found Wyatt's staring directly at him. His stomach dropped instantly as he reacted, it took him a second to process, he didn't know if he should move or not. After a second he realized it'd be worse if he stayed still, so he pulled away quickly rolling onto his back, cursing himself on the inside.

The heat rose to his cheeks, and his heart was beating a mile a minute, what would he do now? How could he explain the way he was acting? He dreaded the conversation they'd have to have, if there even was one, if he hadn't been interested and in Wyatt's place he wouldn't want to stay here in the slightest.

Wyatt was shell-shocked for a moment, before he raised himself up, propping his body up with his elbow. He looked a little shaken, but willing to talk. There was silence for a long moment, before Wyatt cleared his throat.

"...Do you want to talk to me about something?" he asked, rather bluntly. But his voice was softer than it usually was...almost as if he understood.

Logan dreaded the fact that Wyatt finally came back to life, he almost wished he stayed asleep, and that he got away with touching him and him not knowing, but now there was no possibility of that. Logan spoke bluntly unsure of which way he should go, "No, no.. nothing, its okay, I'm sorry I don't know what's going on with me... I didn't mean to..." he began to blather on, which was peculiar for him, but he couldn't control himself as his nerves took over.

Wyatt reached out and placed his hand over Logan's mouth to stop his prattling. He gave him a calm, serious sort of look. "Calm down. Do I look angry?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. "Calm down, and tell me what you need to tell me."

Logan was shocked by Wyatt's action of covering his mouth, although it did allow him to stop and sigh for a second. Even with what Wyatt said Logan still couldn't read him, so he wasn't angry, but that didn't mean much more to him. He pushed Wyatt's hand from his mouth, trying to show him that he wouldn't blather on so much this time.

"Look," he said seriously, "I don't know what to tell you," Logan didn't even know what he was doing or why he was doing it, all he knew was that he couldn't stop himself from doing it. He was still in denial about wanting to be with another man, he wasn't sure if it was just some phase or real.

Wyatt shifted, and sat up, cross-legged again. His hair was all mussed up, and he looked adorable like that, strangely enough. "Of course you know what to tell me. It's either real feelings, or it's a simple phase. Either way, you should be willing enough to find out for sure," Wyatt retorted, reasonably.

He didn't let on that he was interested in males, and that Logan was indubitably his type.

Logan's eyes followed Wyatt's figure sit up, and he could see the way that his hair fell, which only suited him more, and made Logan want to be near him again, as his heart pang even just the smallest bit. "I..." Logan didn't know how to put his feelings in the words, and then he finally sighed, "How am I supposed to explain how I feel in words if I can't even explain it to myself, let alone you?" he was becoming more uncomfortable as he was being questioned.

Wyatt brushed his hair slightly out of his face so he could fix Logan with both of his eyes. "...Very well. If you don't feel you can explain it...show me..." he murmured, softly. Hesitantly. He needed to know what Logan was feeling, whether it was explained or shown.

Logan hated that Wyatt looked at him like that, it made his knees weak, and it drove him mad, no one ever before had made him feel so insecure about himself. He straightened himself and sat his back agains the headboard. Wyatt wanted him to do something that he didn't know he could do, not when he was very aware of the situation. He didn't look at him anymore when he spoke, "I... I don't think I can do that..." Logan had never been more nervous about anything in his whole life, normally he was bold and daring, but now he felt like a complete coward.

Wyatt paused. Then, he reached out, offering his hand to him. He had a semi-sad look on his face. "Would you rather hear how I feel, first?" he asked, softly. He was perfectly willing to explain, since it had been eating away at him for a while. "Would that be better?"