Ours- Yandere!Logicality, Book 3 (Sanders Sides)

= CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE - My Mother's Name Should've Been Karen. (LOGAN) =

:November 9th, XX46; Saturday.

:SIMMER DOWN.

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"Ready to go, hon?"

Logan stared at his reflection in the mirror, eyebrows furrowed, almost seeming annoyed with himself. He reached a hand up to his tie and adjusted it, before sighing and turning to his husband, who was standing by their bedroom door.

"I don't know if I can do this, Patton."

Patton frowned and made his way over to his husband. He placed his hands on his shoulders and gently rubbed them, making Logan hum and lean into the touch a bit.

"You don't have to do it. You can still cancel."

"No, I can't. It's too late to do that. And I already heard the voice again before we left Joe's show yesterday. I told you who my mind made it sound like. I can't bare to experience that for a moment longer."

Logan leaned his head on top of Patton's for a moment, and Patton continued to massage his shoulders. When Logan took his head away his eyes dropped down to Patton's shirt collar, which was a bit catawampus, and so he fixed it.

"You look far too pretty for this," Logan mumbled, making his husband smile.

"So do you, Lo-Bear." He moved his hands to rest on Logan's chest. "We don't have to stay for more than an hour, maybe. We can always use Joe as an excuse to get home quickly."

"That is true," Logan sighed.

"I can drive, too, if you want. Since you might be a bit too nervous to pay attention to the road."

"That would be good, thank you."

Patton gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, and then they intertwined hands, saying goodbye to their son before making their way out the door and to the car. It was about a half an hour drive, so Logan focused on trying to calm himself while his husband did the work of actually getting them to their destination.

"Do you think there's anything you could do to calm yourself down in here?" Patton asked. Logan thought for a moment.

"I'm not sure. I've been focusing on my breathing thus far but it isn't doing me much luck."

"Hmm... oh, you could text you dad, right? Have you told him you're going to do this?"

Logan chuckled to himself a bit. "No, I have not. I didn't think it was necessary but perhaps you're right, I will text him now. He likely knows how to deal with her better than anyone."

Father
7:46 PM

Hello, father. I'm going to be honest
when I say I'm in need of moral support
at the moment. I'm currently on my
way to have dinner with Rachel
after she texted me asking to meet up.>

<Oh, wow. Where are you headed, then?

Olive Garden.>

<Well I'm sure she's gonna be
a bit of a Karen to the wait staff
<Is Patton with you?

Yes, he is.>

<Good, good. I'm gonna suggest
just staying quiet for most of it,
she'll have a lot to say
<I know she'll throw a fit if you try
to leave early but don't put it all
out of your mind. I honestly don't
understand why you're doing
this but I won't stop you