When he sees me (logicality)

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Logan's (pov)

Me and Roman finally make it back home after one hectic school day. We walk through the door to see Father and Parent. "What are you guys doing back so early?" Our Father Thomas asked. "They dismissed the school early." I say not wanting to start a fuse since Joan our parent gets VERY protective. "Well alright any news to report?" Father asks "Logan's got a date." I glare at Roman as he runs to his room laughing like an idiot. "Logan come here please." Shit. I walk over to Joan as he pats the seat next to them on the couch I sit down and they looks at me "Boy or girl?" "Boy" "Kinky or not." I go bright red "Joan beanie Berry! You can not ask your own son that!" I look over to Father who is also red in the face. "Fine. Just tell me about him." Joan asks this time. "Well his name is Patton, he's my age I think possibly a year younger but he's overall nice." I say I didn't know whether or not to mention the blind part they could freak out about it. Joan nods "As long as he's~" "WAIT!" Father yells making us both jump "Patton Smith?" I nod trying not to show my worry and failing. He sits beside and I turn to face him. "I'm proud of you." I tilt my head to the side. "Will someone please explain?" Joan says carefully "My friend Emile Picani he's a therapist and he mentioned a blind boy who recently started seeing him by the name of Patton." I look down not really knowing what they would think me dating a boy who'll never be able to see the light of day is pretty big. "But I'm proud that you can look past differences." I smile at my father "You really had to go and make me cry didn't you?" I turn back to Joan to see them on the verge of tears. Me and father both laugh as I excuse myself to arrange my date. Feels weird saying that.

I walk into my room to see Roman rummaging through my wardrobe with half of it sprawled around my once tidy room. "What are you doing?" He turns to face me with a giant smile. "So I called Virgil." I don't like where this is going "And arranged the date for you and Patton as well as getting myself one." He winks at me and I resist the urge to vomit. "So I'm finding you an outfit." He says turning back to the wardrobe and looking. "He can't see what I'm wearing so why does it matter?" I ask raising an eyebrow. "Because everyone at Le Dernière Danse will." My eyes widen "How on earth did you book The Last Dance!" I practically yell. "Connections dear friend, Connections." That's when I finally realised. "You begged Remy to get us in didn't you." "Big time"