Sanders Sides One Shots

Promises

He hated how he looked. His shoulders were too narrow, his hips too wide, and the balls of sadness on his chest. Most days he could deal with it by wearing a binder and large shirts, but some days it didn't work. Those days were the worse when he just wanted to rip his skin off. Today was one of those days. He was currently curled up in a ball, trying not to cry, but slightly failing.

"Are you ok, Pat?" Logan asked when he saw his boyfriend curled up like that.

Patton looked up and forced a smile on his face. "Yeah, I'll be fine," he replied.

Logan frowns slightly and rephrases his question, "But are you ok right now?"

"Maybe?" Patton says, but it comes out more like a question.

Logan says, "Pat," sternly and moved closer in response.

"Ok, I'm not, but please don't worry," Patton admits, not wanting to make a big deal about it.

Logan asks. "What's wrong?" concern clear in his voice.

"I just really hate my body," he pauses before whispering, "Do I look like a girl?"

Logan replied, "Of course not. You look like my incredible handsome boyfriend," in a serious tone.

"Really?" he asked, his voice full of hope.

"Really. You're also very strong and exceedingly masculine like excessive amounts of masculinity," Logan assured him while running his fingers through Patton's hair.

"Stop joking around," Patton said, making a sour face.

Logan smiled at him. "I'm not, you're the manliest person I know," he replied.

"How?" Patton asked in a disbelieving tone.

Logan looked him in the eye and told him, "You take so much shit for being a man, half the people I know wouldn't so that instantly makes you super manly,"

He asked, "Promise?" his voice full of hope.

"Promise," Logan replied gently.

A/N for bobsteve180