Logan is sleep deprived and focused on his work, Patton is wide awake and focused on Logan.
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The common room was silent, both Virgil and Roman had gone to bed early (and possibly together no matter how much Virgil would protest tomorrow morning); Logan sat on the sofa, notebook balanced on his knees that were tucked against his chest and pen in hand as he studies his own writing. Patton's sat on the floor, his colouring book sitting untouched in front of him, his focus completely on Logan.
Sure, he thinks it's a bit weird to just be staring like this but he can't stop himself. His eyes transfixed on the way Logan's brows furrow, how his eyes scan the page, and especially how he bites his lip. Logan's face is one of pure concentration and also of tiredness, and Patton is torn between thinking Logan looks adorable as heck but also, well, sexy. Patton feels slightly guilty at thinking that as Logan's eyelids droop.
Still, it's just so... different. It's different from the usual deadpan expression that's usually seen on Logan's face, it's somewhat alluring and so fucking tempting that Patton just wants to kiss him, bite him, and be all over him. "Stop biting that fucking lip!" Patton's own outburst shocks himself as well as Logan, regardless Logan stops biting his lip and just looks at Patton. "Sorry," Logan whispers, his face heating up at the realisation that he did that unconsciously, feeling as if Patton had just told him off but Patton's expression is still calm.
"Oh, uh, you don't need to apologise, it was just... distracting," Patton said, his voice quiet and embarrassed. Logan nods in acknowledgement and goes back to his notes but doesn't bite his lip again, and now Patton regrets telling him to stop, although he is still beautiful to admire. Logan can feel Patton's eyes on him, watching and analysing him, he's not sure if he minds or not but he can't concentrate on his work anymore because of it.
Patton still watches as Logan closes his notebook and throws it and his pen to the side, and his legs stretch so his feet are firmly on the floor again. He considers standing but stays put, he yawns, then looks at Patton who is looking straight back at him. "You tired?" Patton asks, it's rhetorical and Logan knows this but still he replies, "I haven't slept in ages." Patton nods and stands, walking over to Logan and pulls him into a standing position also.
"Come on. Bed." Patton pulls Logan along by the hand, Logan snickers from behind him and comments, "you can take me to bed any day Patton." Patton can hear the smirk in his voice and can't help smile himself even as he blushes, he considers telling Logan off for being inappropriate but he doesn't. They enter Logan's room and Patton closes the door behind them.
Patton observes the way Logan is slouching slightly and his eyes are lidded, he's just so tired, and Patton smiles on fondly. He decides to help Logan further; he loosens his tie and slips it off, then unbuttons his shirt and removes that, his pants are next to go and Logan hums slightly once he's undressed. "Come," Patton says, gesturing for Logan to follow him towards the bed, he throws the covers down so Logan can climb in, and he does.
Logan sighs as he buries himself further into the covers, and Patton bends down to kiss his forehead and then makes to leave. "Don't go," Logan mumbles, "sleep with me, please." Logan smiles a moment later at the realisation of what he had said and Patton smiles back, wordlessly undressing and climbs into bed next to Logan.
"Goodnight, Lo."
"Night, Pat. Love you."
"I love you too."
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Sanders Sides One Shots
FanfictionA collection of one shots regarding the Sanders Sides. Prompts are always welcome.