TW // implied smut , hickeys
Virgil walked out of his room and into the kitchen. His dad was standing there, still in his pajamas, cooking breakfast. On Patton's neck was a... no. It can't be...
"Dad, is that a hickey?" Virgil asked. Patton went bright red.
"N-no. It's a mosquito bite" Patton stuttered. Virgil chuckled. Everyone knows that excuse. Hell, Virgil's even used that excuse himself!
A few seconds later, Logan walked into the room.
"Good morning, dear" he said, kissing Patton on the check, getting a soft giggle out of the man.
"Good morning, Virgil" he said, ruffling Virgil's hair slightly
"morning, mosquito" Virgil replied, try to fix his hair. Logan raised an eyebrow, unsure what Virgil has meant. Patton simply mouthed an 'I'll explain later' to his boyfriend.
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Just a bit more filler before the big chapter!! The next chapter is going to be a huge deal, and it'll tie up a fun little cliffhanger I've left y'all up. Sorry this was so short lol. The next one will be much longer!! Until next time, take it easy guys, gals, and nonbinary pals, peace out!
-The author who gave up on names
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RomantikPatton Sullivan is a single dad with one son, Virgil Sullivan. On Virgil's first day of 6th grade, Patton meets Logan Hall, Virgil's math teacher, and they fall in love. Virgil finds out that the school is having a contest to choose someone to write...
