And Then He Smiled (Logicality)

Chapter 16 - It'll All Be Alright

Trigger Warning: Food mention, crying.

"Just...rip it off like a bandage Patton," He told himself as Roman gave him an encouraging pat on the back. He looked back at the people whom had raised him and he smiled.

He looked them both in the eyes before saying, "I'm gay,"

Everything went silent.

The birds stopped singing. The cars stopped beeping. The wind stopped blowing. The people stopped chattering.

A lump appeared in Patton's throat as he curled into Roman's arms silently as he awaited his parents reaction. Air failed to fill his lungs as water dripped down his face. Roman's warm hands lay upon Patton's back as he weeped inaudible tears.

Veronica squeezed Othello's cold hand as she began speaking for the two of them, "Patton, oh sweatie, it's alright," a kind hearted smirk lay itself in view for her son to view.

The adult in question suck his head out of Roman's safe arms for a moment. His eyes peered upon his two parents in front of him. The two people whom had made him feel safe his entire life, were continuing to do so.

His knees shook as he climbed to his feet, his puffy, red eyes locked upon Othello and Veronica.

They opened their arms as Patton fell into them, sobbing profusely into their legs when he fell to the ground. Tht two older ones began shedding their own tears as they clung onto their son.

"Sweetie, we will always love you," She held Patton chin up to look her in the eyes, "So keep that chin of yours up because no matter what, we are your parents,"

He mumbled back at them as he swallowed the lump in his throat, allowing him to breath freely, "Th-Thank y-you...."

"Oh, kiddo, you don't need to thank us for being there for you," Othello slowly patted Patton's head as he cried into his parents legs.

Time Skip! After Everyone Had Left!

A weight had lifted off of Patton's shoulder as soon as everyone left. He left like he was free to be himself, more so than ever. Like a repressed part of himself had finally been set free. And that, that is a beautiful thing.

It was now around 6pm and it was time to pick Yvette up from Sam's house and then make dinner. Nower days, he was slowly getting better at cooking, I mean, he wasn't Gordon Ramsay yet, nor will he ever be unless he comits identity theft.

Knock knock knock!

Patton watched as the door opened to Sam's house and he saw Yvette and Sam hug as they parted ways. It was adorable.

"Did you have a good time with Sam?" Patton asked as he took Yvette's hand so she wouldn't walk off or get distacted by anything.

"Yep! We played with his dog, James and watched Harry Potter," Yvette said as she skipped along.

"Hm? Which one?" They turned the corner onto the street where the apartment was.

"The third one! Prision of Azkaban!" She cheered as they both made it to the apartment building.

Patton put in the building pin in as he responded, "That's the one with Buckbeak? Right?" He smiled as his daughter hopped into the buildings hallway.

"Mhm!" She skipped up the stairs, two steps at a time.

"Be careful!" He warned as they came up to the floor below the apartment.

"I am, Dad!" She rolled her eyes as she reached their floor.