Logan

[just_hex]

Christmas had been lovely, though a bit awkward with Aaron there, then he and Spencer leaving together so early. It had left Hex with Assassin's Creed which was just as Logan had said what with the face glitching. He'd had a good laugh and then gone to bed. And Boxing Day he'd gotten up and gone to work like always. But when he'd gotten off he indulged in what he'd been thinking of all day. He got to work and made up a steamed pudding- cranberry orange as promised with a sweet orange sauce and he'd called Logan. Armed with the treat he'd gone to the Ritz and found the penthouse suite.

"Do you even have Boxing Day in America?" he asked when Logan opened the door- instead of hello. "I brought you a steamed pudding and it's still warm since I took a cab. Come on, let's eat."

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[just_hex]

"I'll cook for you," he said, then smiled nervously and set about dishing up his own, praying Logan didn't take that as a come on, but rather the genuine offer it was meant as. It was only after he'd said it that Hex realized how flirtatious it sounded.

[logan_echolls]

Logan had a sharp reply waiting on his tongue- But he could see Hex was embarrassed, and that was enough to make him bite it back.

"Don't make offers like that, man- I'll have you chained up in my kitchen," he said instead.

[just_hex]

That only made him blush a bit more as he thought of chains in a way he was sure Logan didn't intend. But given Hex's tastes he couldn't help but think of chains in a certain way.

"Yeah, sure," he replied, trying to laugh it off. "What should we do tonight, mate? Games? Or a film? What do you fancy?"

[logan_echolls]

"Whatever you want, man. I'm easy," he shrugged, putting his feet up as he took a swig of beer. "You were the one who wanted to hang- So you must have had something in mind."

[just_hex]

"I thought was could play a bit since you've got the console. I brought Call of Duty if you're interested," he said hopefully. He kind of wanted to get caught up in a bit of fantasy violence and forget about Spencer for the night.

[logan_echolls]

Logan shrugged a bit, then nodded.

"Sounds good, let's do it," he grinned. "I bet I'll kick your ass though."

[just_hex]

"Hardly," he laughed. "All I do is work, keep fit, and play games. I'll kick yours back to America." He was teasing, of course. Hex ate his pudding, only half the amount he'd given Logan, and went to his coat pocket to pull out the game.

"I've got tomorrow off so I can stay up late tonight to play. So when you're ready for bed just toss me out, yeah?"

[logan_echolls]

"You can stay if you want," Logan shrugged. "It's not like there isn't room."

[just_hex]

"Bang on," Hex grinned. "Yeah, this place is nice. I've never been in a suite before. I can see how they'd take care of you here. Laundry and food and such."

It was nothing Hex could even dream of.

[logan_echolls]

"Yeah, it's pretty good," Logan shrugged.

[just_hex]

"Pretty good? Mate, I should have you over to mine. Then you'll think yours is all the more grand," he replied. "But if your dad's an actor you're probably used to the finer things, yeah? Proper posh life?"

He was only asking, more interested in savoring little bites of his pudding than honestly discussing money. He thought about how odd it was that Americans didn't sound any more or less posh when they were well off. He could hear the difference in the quality of his accent compared to some of the doctors at St. Bart's who had clearly come from money.

[logan_echolls]

"Was an actor," Logan corrected with a shrug. "But yeah- I guess. I don't think I've ever really thought about it."

[just_hex]

"I knew a rich bloke when I was in the Army. He was an officer so it wasn't as if we were mates, but we talked from time to time," Hex said, knowing his perception was truly skewed. "But I grew up with me nan in Liverpool. Me dad worked the docks til he died, and she was a pensioner. It was always tight for me."

[logan_echolls]

Loan had softened slightly over the last year or so- But not enough to feel bad for the guy. Logan came from a world of haves and have nots, and he honestly was just glad to be in one category rather than the other.

"Guess we wont be planning ski vacations and going car shopping together then," he said with a casual shrug.

[just_hex]

To Hex's mind he was fairly well off. He had his savings from the service- not a lot to buy in the desert- and he made bloody good money as a full nurse. He lived modestly because it was how he'd been raised between his savings and what he knew his pension was...

"I reckon it's rude to talk about money, yeah? But if you wanted to go skiing I could swing that. I don't know how to ski, though, that's the problem. As for cars? I don't know if you've noticed the traffic in the city but you'd be better off hiring a car than trying to park. Just a suggestion."

[logan_echolls]

"I like having my own wheels," Logan said, shaking his head a bit. "It's freeing."

[just_hex]

"I've never owned a car. They had to teach me to drive the ambulance when i was being trained in the Army," Hex replied. All the differences between his life and Logan's were so striking and they amused him to no end.

[logan_echolls]

"Yeah? I had to leave my car in California. I'm schedualed to take the driving exam here next month though, so as soon as I get my licence, I'm going to just buy a car."

[just_hex]

"Do you want something flash or practical? I'm betting you go in for flash, yeah?" he asked, moving to sit down and get comfortable.

[logan_echolls]

"I'm thinking convertible," Logan grinned. "Something fast... Practical is all relative, right?"

[just_hex]

"Oh, I imagine so, yeah," Hex nodded. He thought it would be best to not mention how seldom Logan would get to put the top down. He figured that wasn't the point.

"So why'd you pick UCL and not King's or, well, any of the others?" he asked, curious to what drew Logan to London at all to begin with when there were plenty of unis in America. It was a hellishly large country, after all.

[logan_echolls]

"I don't know, it sounded good, and they were willing to take me. ...Honestly, I just needed to get away from home, you know?" Logan shrugged.

[just_hex]

Hex was beginning to piece together an idea of why Logan might need to get away from home- a mother dead, a father who was no longer an actor, it painted a tawdry picture. But Hex didn't pay attention to entertainment news so he was basically lost for any sort of gossip.

"I reckon I do," he said. "That's how I felt when I joined the Army. I just needed to get away from home."

[logan_echolls]

"Was home really that bad?" Logan asked, taking his eyes off the game for just a moment as he glanced over at Hex.

[just_hex]

Hex's smile faltered and fell, but then he licked his lips and forced it back into place.

"Yeah, well...yeah. It wasn't good," he admitted.