Sanders Sides One Shots

Are you pulling down mistletoe? - Logicality

Roman put up mistletoe everywhere. EVERYWHERE. Logan hates it. But maybe he doesn't hate mistletoe as much as he thinks. For the prompt: "Are you- are you pulling down mistletoe?"

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God damn Roman and his stupid idea to stick mistletoe in every place conceivable. Logan had spent half of the day avoiding them as much as possible, choosing to stay put on the sofa, partially watch documentaries on the TV, partially reading the book in hand. He was distracted by movement out of the corner of his eye though; Roman and Virgil walking through from the kitchen, pausing, kissing under the mistletoe hung there, then moving to go up the stairs only to pause and kiss at the top where another hung.

That's it. He's sick of it. They are coming down whether they like it or not.

Patton finds him ten minutes later, sitting on the floor, out of breath with mistletoe surrounding him. "Are you- are you pulling down mistletoe?" Patton asks, quirking an eyebrow as he sits himself down in front of Logan, looking at the green and red plastic between them. "Past tense," Logan says, "but yes I did pull down all the mistletoe." Patton can only furrow his brows in confusion and tilt his head to the side.

"Why?" Patton asks, picking up a branch and twiddling it around slightly. Logan pauses. He's not completely sure why he did it. He just did. "I- I don't know to be honest," he admits pushing the fake greenery into little piles and messing them up again, clearly avoiding Patton's gaze. "Did you not like receiving Christmas kisses?" Patton asks, a hint of teasing behind the innocence in his voice. "Well, I- no, it's not that, I-" he pauses and sighs, a slight smirk gracing his features, "I hate to see those two at it constantly."

Patton smiles in response, looking Logan up and down. There's a long pause. Then it hits him. "Oh... did you not get enough Christmas kisses?" Patton asks, the innocence staying in his voice, the teasing tone replaced by something else, pity maybe, probably guilt. Logan doesn't respond, he averts his gaze away from Patton, and Patton knows. He knows. Hurt flashes across Patton's face but is quickly replaced.

"Hey, Lo?" Patton grabs the other's attention quickly, he's holding the plastic mistletoe between them, a bright grin on his face as he looks expectantly at Logan for consent. Logan smiles and flushes at the implication of such a stupid, little fake plant. Patton takes that as his que and leans over, leaving a brief kiss on Logan's cheek. They're both blushing now.

Patton sits back down, lowering the mistletoe to put it in a pile with the rest. There's a somewhat uncomfortable silence between the two. Then there's footsteps, Roman and Virgil walking back downstairs. And Patton and Logan try their best to act casual, as if they hadn't just had a moment, as if Patton hadn't just kissed Logan, as if they wouldn't have kissed again seconds later had they not been interrupted.

"Logan!" Roman half yells, half whines, "you took down the mistletoe!" Logan rolls his eyes and gestures in an 'of course' manner. Roman makes an offended noise and looks to Virgil, silently asking him to fix it. Virgil just shrugs, "I told you that you don't need mistletoe as an excuse to kiss me." Roman sighs in defeat, stomping into the kitchen like a toddler and Virgil reluctantly follows.

"Virgil's right you know," Logan says into the silence, his voice quiet, hyper aware of the other two. Patton looks at him, his eyes searching Logan's face for some sort of giveaway to what he's going to say and Patton thinks he knows. "You don't need mistletoe as an excuse to kiss me." Logan's voice grows even quieter if possible, he locks eyes with Patton for a moment before looking elsewhere.

"I know." And Patton's smiling again. A bright and genuine but small smile. Then they're both leaning up over the piles of plastic mistletoe, their hands cupping the other's face and grabbing gently in an attempt to get closer. And they're kissing. Lips on lips. And maybe, just maybe, Logan regrets taking down all the mistletoe.