Logan didn't even really like sweets.
Somehow despite that, Logan ended up going into the same little bakery near where he lived every weekend to buy something. He knew why he wanted to go every weekend, though he'd never say it aloud.
The first time he had ever been into the bakery was to pick up something for a friend. He expected to be in and out as soon as possible with no problems, but things didn't go according to plan. He walked up to the counter without paying much attention to the person behind it, looking at the note he had to remind himself of what to get.
When he did finally look up his words got caught in his throat as he stared at the man in front of him. He looked over every detail of his face-his blindingly bright grin and shining brown eyes. His entire demeanor was happy and friendly, and Logan found him very attractive.
"How can I help you?" The man, Patton as it read on his name tag, asked him. Logan cleared his throat awkwardly, looking back down at the note in his hands and nervously reciting what it said to Patton.
After Logan had left that day with what he had come for he couldn't help but continue to think about the other. He knew it was odd, but he wanted to see him again. That was what led to him going to the bakery every weekend, at the same time.
Well, he had gotten there at the same time every weekend, but today he was running behind. He had been caught up in work, and the thought had completely slipped from his mind. When he finally realized it was past the usual time he got there he quickly got ready and headed out, thinking about what he would get that day.
It didn't take him long to get there, heading inside and finding the place empty other than himself and Patton, heading to the counter. Patton grinned at him as he walked inside.
"You're late." He mentioned, pointing to the time on the clock. Logan felt his face heating up; he had never expected the other to notice that he always came by at the same time.
"You... know what time I come in?" Logan asked, curious and nervous. He had never had a conversation with him other than telling Patton what he wanted to buy, and he was terrified. What if he screwed it up? What if he thought Logan was weird?
"I mean, you're here every weekend." Patton shrugged. "So yeah, I kinda noticed. Plus it's kind of hard not to notice someone as attractive as you." He giggled nervously, Logan noticing his cheeks just as red as his own.
"O-oh." Logan said simply, looking at the ground. "Well, thank you, I suppose. I... find you very attractive as well."
Patton's face turned an even darker shade of red, and Logan smiled. "W-well then, thank you. What was it that you wanted today?" He changed the subject, and Logan tried to hide his disappointment. He had hoped to continue talking with him, but he didn't say anything about it and just told Patton what he wanted.
When Patton handed him his things he also gave him a tiny slip of paper. Logan was confused at first, but once he glanced at it and saw the numbers on it he quickly understood, and smiled.
"Oh, and also! I'm sure you already know this, but my name's Patton. And your name?" Patton questioned. Logan looked back up at him, still smiling widely.
"Logan." He answered simply, happy he decided to come to the bakery every week. "It's Logan."
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