And Then He Smiled (Logicality)

Chapter 53 - Creative 'Writting'

Trigger warning: Threats, swearing, violence, injury mention

This time, I promise I'll do it.

Patton had been procrastinating this for a while. It's not like he didn't want to do this, he...I don't know. Wasn't the right time? I mean Logan had just gotten home, Patton wouldn't want to make it anymore stressful. He's already struggling. Plus he wants to know where he wants to go with all this, would everything stay the same or be different? He loves Logan but nowerdays his whole life is sort of revolved around him. Well not really.

Maybe he just needed a break for a bit. As I said, it has been stressful for them all lately.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Rolling over towards the alarm clock, Patton flopped his arm, searching for the clock before slapping it off. Not off the table though, well.....maybe.

"...morning..." Patton mumbled, looking down at Logan whom was still asleep and his head was barely rested on the pillow.

Smiling happily, Patton brushed the man's hair out of his face. The peaceful snores gracefully in tune to the alarm clock going off again after Patton put it on snooze. Stirring quietly, Logan sat up with his arms, rubbing his eyes, he managed to see Patton picking up the clock and turning it off.

Shuffling down to the end of the bed, Logan grabbed the crutches, his mind still dazed from just waking up. The floor swayed beneath his feet as the crutches wobbled and jittered their teeth.

Giving up, he set the crutches down and rested back into bed, only vaguely out of breath this time.

Swaying Logan's hair out of his face, Patton planted a little kiss upon his forehead.

Grabbing Patton down, Logan pecked him on the lips quickly before sulking back down into the bed. "Love you too Lo,"

"Mhm..." Logan replied, drapping the covers back over himself as he shivered into a ball.

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Sighing as he finally awoke a few hours after the other three left for school, well, two today since Logan was home. Janus would be fine with an adult there.

Once again, Logan sat up and grabbed his crutches. The ground solidified beneath his feet after he put his glasses on.

A cold mug of coffee sat idle on the bedside table, a few hours old, maybe less. The other side on the bed was neatly tucked in and the floor was basically spotless, well, apart from the odd sock that no one bothered to pick up. The door was held open with a small cat door stopper, it was really just a really heavy little bean bag, though, a cute one at that. I bet Yvette picked it out at Home Bargins.

As he hobbled limply out of the room, he was met with Janus sitting in the living room at the breakfast bar. Probaly finishing the homework from yesterday.

"Morning," Logan greeted making his way into the kitchen.

"It's the afternoon,"

"G' Afternoon,"

The two continued their activities in silence. Logan's being a new cup on coffee. Though he didn't know how'd he get it from the kitchen to the breakfast. (He decided on silding it across the kitchen side.

When he finally sat down, Logan peered over Janus' shoulder, looking towards the computer screen.

"Creative writting?"

"Yeah, Roman got me into it when he intruded onto the house," Janus told him as he wrote a few words that slowly appeared onto the screen, the word count was already at 10,000 words, "Well..I did as well,"