Sanders Sides School For The Troubled Youth

Chapter aaaah: Patton

Song: Hard times by Paramore (YEEHaw let's get sad and funky!)

 I say screw writing in canon character Deceit, he's whatever the plot wants him too be (tw: unsymp Deceit)

he next day which was a Sunday Patton woke much later than usual. After untangling himself from Logan and going back to his own bed he had spent the night laying awake for hours pondering when he had become such a morally skewed horrible person. It made him sick knowing that he had cheated on Dee. It had 'only' been kissing but still.

It didn't help that his lips still faintly tasted like mint. A reminder of Logan's mouth against his. Or how his cologne lingered on his hands and shirt. Or that he wanted to do it again.

"Looks like you had fun last night" Virgil's voice cut through the silence making Patton open his eyes.

The thing he was referring too was the hickey on Logan's neck. The emo was sitting on the desk with his feet on the chair with a black (with 5 caffeine shots) coffee from Remy in his hand.

"Who's the lucky girl?" He asked to Logan who was sleepily rubbing his eyes.

"No one" He lied while buttoning up his shirt. "I had some trouble with the vacuum cleaner"

Virgil covered his mouth trying to keep a laugh in but failed folding himself from laughing.

"Besides though I presumed that I simply wasn't capable of feeling romantic attraction before I have come to the conclusion that I prefer guys" Lo admitted.

The emo did a slow clap. "Congratulations! I thought you were the only straight person here"

"How dare you. Observe this" Logan took a deep breath and stared Virgil deep into the eyes. "Yaaass slay queen" He said with the most monotone voice he could muster while snapping his finger.

Virgil nearly spit out his coffee and wheezed "Ok you got me. But really good for you figuring that out cause I'm still unsure if I'm demi or just gay or whatever. Right now my sexuality is simply Roman Prince" He did an unenthusiastic jazz hand with his broken hand as he said the last part.

"That is the worst possible sexuality you could have"

"I know"

Patton turned around again burying himself deeper down under the blankets. He could hear the other two talk and everything seemed to be normal but it didn't stop his skin from feeling dirty. The weight shifted on the bed as someone sat down.

"Even if it's Sunday it's not healthy to lay in bed all day" Logan said patting the other boy's shoulder.

"Don't talk t-to me" He mumbled shrugging away his hand. 

"What?"

Patton sat up putting his hands over his head. "I'm disgusting!" He exclaimed, his lip quivered and he tried to press back the tears that started to form in his eyes. "Please don't t-talk to me, just g-go. Seeing you makes me feel w-wor-rse. We n-never should have ki-kissed"

Logan held his hand out slightly debating whether or not he should try and soothe him. "I'm sorry. I was stupid. I should have held myself back" He sighed backing away slightly.

"It's my f-fault too. Just..please don't t-talk to me right now" He glanced up seeing the regretful look on Logan's face and added "Hey, I..I don-n't..we're still, I don't d-dislike you I just need sp-pace"

He held the blanket tightly around himself and jumped down from the bed. Logan repeatedly opened and closed his mouth as Patton went out. He tried to find the right words but none came.