Sanders Sides One Shots (Requests Open)

Affection (Logicality)

"Logaaaaaaan!"

The sudden yelling of the logical side's name made him flinch, causing his pen to drop and make an unnecessary mark onto his work. Logan sighed and ran his fingers through his tosseled hair. "Darnit, not again," he mumbled as he searched for another piece of paper.

Soon after the yelling, the embodiment of joy and feeling burst into Logan's room with a bright smile on his face. "Logan I have something to show you!"

"E=mc-scared!" The logical man shouted as he adjusted his glasses.

The blue polo shirt wearing friend of Logan covered his mouth with his hand and giggled quietly. "Sorry about that Logan. I got overly excited."

Logan sighed once more and tightened his tie, turning back around to his paperwork, which he had to restart by the way.

"It's quite alright, Patton. Do you require something?"

"Oh! Yeah I wanted to show you something and it's reeeeeally important."

"Whatever it is better not interrupt my work again, I have a deadline for the edits on the script Roman gave me."

"I know ya do, Lo-Lo but this is really really really important right now so can you please stop working for just a sec?"

The logical side groaned quietly but stayed completely focused on his prior work. Patton frowned and twiddled his thumbs as he awkwardly stood in the middle of the neat room.

"Do you want me to go?" The dad-like figure muttered.

"If you're offering then yes. I just want to get my work done and I can't do it properly while you're distracting me."

He payed no attention to anything but the papers in front of him after that. Even the sound of the door closing and several thumps afterwards didn't pry him from his work.

Logan continued to work and work and work. He worked so long that he didn't even remember falling asleep at his desk that very night. That is until a familiar deep-ish voice woke him up.

"Wake up, idiot," the voice said, causing Logan to jolt up to a seated position.

A notecard or two was stuck to his face, probably from the drooling he tended to do while sleeping. He pulled them off and adjusted his glasses before looking over to the voice's source.

Thomas's anxiety, Virgil.

"What do you require, Virgil? I would assume it's important since it's-"

Logan looked away from Virgil and got a glimpse of the time on his analog clock.

"-six o'clock in the morning."

When the logical man looked back over to the darkly dressed man to his side he saw a scowl on his face that could almost see into the logical man's soul. This certainly wasn't going to be a pleasant conversation.

"What is of such great importance that you would be barging into my room at this hour?"

The eye shadow wearing side kept his scowl obvious and his arms crossed over his chest as he spoke.

"Patton is the importance and he's crying in his room thanks to, I'm guessing, you."

"What? Why would he be crying because of me?"

"I don't know, Point Dexter. What did you do yesterday?"

He sat there in thought for a few moments, gently pinching his chin to get his brain going.

"Well," Logan began, "I was working on some script editing and new vocab cards, then I heard Patton yelling before he came in my room, then I asked him to leave after he kept distracting me with whatever frivolous thing he wanted to show me-"

"Excuse me, you what?" Virgil interrupted the explanation.

"What?"

Virgil sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

"For the embodiment of Thomas's logic, you're pretty dumb sometimes."

"Well that was uncalled for."

"No it was completely called for. He just wanted to give you a hug for crying out loud."

"A....a hug?"

"Yes! He figured you were stressed from working so much so he wanted to give you a damn hug!"

Logan just sat there, flabbergasted at the sudden realization of why Patton had been so excited the day before. He knew Logan wasn't a very touchy-feely person but he though he would give it a try. The thought made the glasses wearing side to feel a new feeling in his chest. Guilt.

As if on cue, Virgil stated, "He's in his room."

And with that being said he walked out of the room, leaving Logan alone with a choice.

Stay in his room and continue working until the feeling disappeared.

Or

Walk over to Patton's room and give him the hug he so desperately wanted.

The better choice was obvious. Which was why Logan was already standing in front of the morally correct side's bedroom door. The hardest thing to do at the moment was knocking though.

"Come on," he mumbled to himself, "just knock already. You owe him this. You've been so horrible to him already, quit being such a coward."

"I can hear you."

The sudden sound of Patton's voice on the other side of the door startled Logan. He stumbled back in surprise.

"Um...may I come in, Patton? I would like to apologize for yesterday."

A moment of silence passed before the door slowly began to open, revealing the cardigan wearing man behind it. His eyes were slightly red and puffy from his fair share of crying. The sigh only made the weigh of guilt press down on Logan's chest even more. It was almost suffocating.

"I-I'm sorry for my actions yesterday, Patton. I didn't know it would effect you in this way. So, to prove how truly guilty I feel for how I acted, I want to give you this."

The logical man then opened his arms for a hug and tried to his best to smile as bright as Patton usually did. Patton was skeptical of this, squinting his eyes and looking at Logan.

"Are you trying to trick me?"

"I really don't know how this can turn into a trick. I'm just asking for a hug."

Before another second could pass, Patton smiled brighter than the sun and quickly hugged Logan. He felt as if his organs would pop out of his body with how tightly he was being held but Logan endured it. It wasn't as bad as he first thought it would be. A hug was actually what he needed is he was being honest. Logan gently rubbed Patton's back as they just stood in the Mind Palace's hallway, holding each other closely.

"I wish I could connect a word to this act, but my mind seems to be drawing a blank."

"It's called affection, Logan."

"Affection," He whispered, a small smile coming across his lips before he hugged Patton closer to him, "I like it."