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

= CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR - ...Can a Serial Killer Be Trusted? (LOGAN) =

:January 26th, XX47; Sunday.

:RESOLUTION BETWEEN PROTAGONIST AND ANTAGONIST

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"I'm exhausted."

Logan held his head in his hands, sitting silently on the couch, his husband at his side and rubbing his back. Logan's laptop was on the coffee table, and at that moment they were researching any lawyers they could hire at a short notice, but the only people they could find that could talk to them before 1 PM the next day were free public defenders. And, neither of them even had a story yet that they could use to explain what happened to Rachel without making it seem like Logan had been the one to cause her death.

"I'm exhausted too, Logan. I think we're just gonna have to go with a public defender."

"That won't work, Patton, I'm going to go to jail."

"Well, I- maybe it will? Right? Just because the person we choose is a public defender doesn't mean they won't be a good lawyer."

"I know, but still. It's a maybe. We have absolutely nothing to say and I'm sure the court will question both of us, I- if one of us breaks and says something wrong to our story then we're done for. One small slip up and I'll be sent right to jail. Just like that."

"There's a chance that won't happen."

"That's quite optimistic."

Why did he ever think killing his mother would be a good idea..?

"...Maybe we just need to take a break from thinking about it," Patton placed a hand on Logan's shoulder, gently.

"When else will we have time to figure this out?"

"Let's eat something. Are you hungry? If we have some lunch we might feel a little more prepared and then we can start talking to someone and get ready for tomorrow. Maybe we just need to stop thinking about it for a solution to come to mind."

Logan sighed. "I suppose that's all we can do now... stress likely isn't helping us."

"I'll make us some food, then."

Both stood up and intertwined their hands. Logan shut his computer and both made their way into the kitchen, Patton getting out the ingredients for what seemed to be grilled cheese. Logan leaned against him.

"I really am exhausted," he mumbled after a moment or so.

"Do you wanna take a nap, instead?"

"No, no, you already got out the ingredients. And we have to work more when we're done, I don't want to feel groggy while doing that, or-"

Patton sighed and turned towards Logan. He leaned forward, slowly kissing him, placing his hands gently on his husband's shoulders. Logan kissed back, of course, though a bit confused as both pulled away. Patton smiled gently at him.

"Relax, honey. Isn't that what you told me? This is gonna be a lot harder if we're jumpy all the time. Go upstairs, I'll finish the food and we can heat it up after our nap."

"...Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I'll be up there in a few minutes, okay? Go fall asleep, you need the rest."

Logan sighed. He supposed it was hard to fall asleep the night before... Patton was right.

"Alright. I'll... I'll be upstairs, then. I love you."

"I love you too."

With another quick kiss, they let go of each other for what they realized was the first time that day, and Logan slowly made his way upstairs, past his son's bedroom where he assumed he was watching YouTube or just doing something to preoccupy himself when he should really be doing homework. But Logan didn't care much, they all really just needed to relax lately.