Logicality - Pasta kiss.

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Patton finally finishing up making that night's dinner, pasta and began dishing it into his fellow side's plates. After he completed the task, he yelled up the stairs for others. "Guys, pasta's ready!" Almost immediately, Roman ran to the top of the stairs and jumped over the rail. Avoiding ground shock, he landed in a idubbz type fashion. "I'm gay!"

"We know." Virgil spoke, rising up in his spot and walking over to Roman who was now kneeling over, laughing. "You tell us everyday." He grabbed the creative trait's hand, pulling him up to stand on his feet. The boyfriend's shared a quick kiss before walking to the dinning room and sitting where they normally do. Patton put all the pots he had used in the sink to be washed after they finished.

He turned around. No one. Logan... still wasn't there? Patton sighed, wishing this wasn't a common occurrence. It seemed almost everyday Patton would have to either drag him down the stairs while he was still sitting on his black office chair or bring him his food. Patton got another idea this time, naming it option three on the list options.

He took Logan's plate up from his place on the table, as he normally did when attempting the second one but this time he briefly retrieved his plate as well, pouring it's contents into Logan's plate. "Where are you going, dad?" Patton held in a squeal from his son calling him dad since he hadn't in a while. He took a deep breath before talking once again.

"To Logan's room so he can some company while he eats and works." Virgil nodded, beginning to eat his food. Patton sunk out to the logical facet's room. When he appeared, he was meet with Logan's back, sitting on his bed, typing some type of work stuff on his laptop. Patton walked over, sitting behind him on the bed and leaning over his shoulder to see what he was working on.

Logan didn't seem to notice as he was too focused on his task so Patton spoke. "Hey Logie, what'ca ya doing?" Logan almost jumped, his glasses falling out of place on his face. He turned around to face Patton from a side view, looking extremely startled. Patton giggled as Logan turned to face him fully. "I'm just sorting through some of Thomas' memories. That's all."

Patton nodded and smiled, taking the pasta filled plate from behind his back. "Here's our food!" Logan narrowed his eyes in confusion, furrowing his eyebrows as well. He spoke, voicing his perplexion. "Our?" Patton smiled brighter if that were even possible. "Yeah, I'm eating with you!" Logan's cheeks dusted a light pink colour before smiling his signature small smile, Patton being the one who saw it the most.

Patton felt his cheeks warm to a similar crimson colour. "Alright." Patton passed Logan a fork to eat the pasta with before taking out his own and beginning to eat. They ate in silence, not awkward, honestly more comfortable. Content almost. Logan didn't seem to think that. "I apologize for not being a very entertaining individual, I'm not used to one on one conversation."

Patton frowned at the thought of Logan believing he didn't want to spend time with him before smiling warmly once again. "It's fine, I just enjoy your company." Logan looked up from his food, a look of surprise. He seriously didn't know that? That made tears almost fall from his eyes before he blinked them away. "You do?"

"Yeah." Logan glanced to his left in embarrassment, a deep crimson decorating his entire face, giving him the look of a tomato. Patton laughed as he tied to spin another string of pasta around his fork, it hitting him the face as it spun. He continued to eat when Logan got the disastrous string of Italian deliciousness to cooperate with him.

What the two didn't realize was that they both were sucking on the same pasta.

The two didn't realize they were leaning closer as they were both in their own flustered little worlds. When their lips briefly connected in the middle, Logan pulled away out of shock. They both sat still, not talking before laughing off the kiss. Little did they know that would be the first of many kisses.

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717 words.

That ending was so fast, I got whiplash.

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