Valentine's Day five years after the events of "Catalyst", Logan sets to making it a memorable day for Kasper. He has everything he needs: dinner, flowers, chocolates, and a playroom eagerly waiting for them to play Doctor.
Logan hated Valentine's Day. And it wasn't for the reason a lot of people shunned the holiday. It wasn't because of the rampant consumerism or the way every store seemed to be dripping in hearts and cheap chocolates and pink. It wasn't even because he was single and bitter about everyone else expressing love when he wasn't getting any.
Okay, maybe the last one used to be true. He and Valentine's Day had a long history. From the blowout after he tried to give a boy an especially nice valentine in elementary school to feeling the need to hide his sexual identity and proclivities in high school to being dumped by his boyfriend right around this time when he'd gone out on a limb and revealed his blood fetish. He'd had plenty of reasons to hate Valentine's Day in the past, but now that he was a few years into a steady relationship, his complaint was quite different. The problem with Valentine's Day was it was a non-holiday. No one ever got that day off from work or from school. There was no federal holiday when it came to Valentine's Day, which meant he'd been stuck at his day job until five and had to rush home if he wanted to do anything special.
And then, there was Kasper. Kasper had school, long damn hours of classes and clinical observation that cut even further into their time together. Logan wasn't looking for special treatment on Valentine's Day just because he had a husband who was gorgeous and smart and utterly fuckable, but why couldn't everyone just get a day off to tell the special people in their lives that they're loved? It sounded like a good idea to him, especially with how difficult it was getting his schedule to synch up with Kasper's these days.
In the end, the reality was that Kasper would be home late, and under normal circumstances, he would have to get up early the next morning as well. Logan smirked to himself as he headed upstairs to their playroom. It was a good thing that he had practice creating his own circumstances. A few phone calls and he had made his arrangements, ensuring Kasper wouldn't have to worry about getting up early. He couldn't pull enough strings to get Kasper the whole day and evening off, but a little bit of rearranging could go a long way.
Schedules, exhaustion, projects, double shifts... If he could snatch just a few extra hours out of their days where pleasure could reign, then, dammit, that's exactly what he would do. He checked his supplies once more, almost obsessed with making certain everything was as it should be. It had been way too long since they'd enjoyed themselves in this manner. Logan's head shot up when he heard the front door slam shut. A grin curved his lips, and he headed out of the playroom and down the stairs.
