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QUICK LITTLE THINGY FOR ARTISTS LOOKING TO DRAW WYLAN : I guess I didn't clarify this enough that basically how -NightEyes-  drew Wylan is how I want him to look, so I guess I said all the metal limbs wrong when he was introduced. It's his left shoulder (shoulder next to the heart), right forearm starting between elbow and shoulder, left entire leg, and  @foxesbeyond did a good job of what I expected the visible metal heart to look like, gears on his neck are on the left side

LOgiCaLiTy fLuFf??????????????

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LoGiCaLiTy AnGsT??????

wHo KnOws?!?!!?!???!  LeTs sPiN tHe WhEeL aNd FiNd oUt

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Patton POV
I lazily traced circles on Logan's pillow.  I'm bored out of my mind.  Much like Emile, Logan is overworking himself.

Emile apologized profusely today for what Remy said.  But we understood that Remy was right and we couldn't expect Emile to take care of all of us. 

Apparently in Logan's eyes, Wylan is groundbreaking and an amazing work.  I scoffed at that.  Maybe Logan should go just date Wylan instead. 

Don't get me wrong, I love Wylan.  He's become another one of my children.  But I wish Logan paid more attention to me, his boyfriend, then Wylan.

"Logie,"  I mumbled, looking over at where he was hunched over on the desk.  "Logie."

"What Patton?"  He snapped, clearly frustrated. 

"You need to take a break," I told him.  "You're working too much." 

"I can assure you that I'm perfectly fine,"  Logan mumbled, never looking up from his work. 

"You need to rest,"  I said.  "The work can wait a few hours."

"Why waste precious time resting when I can be learning?"  He asked me. 

I didn't answer, dropping the subject.  I let out a long sigh and returned to drawing things with my finger on his pillow. 

Another good half hour passed.  I moved position so that I was on my stomach, facing him. 

"Logan,"  I said.  "Logan, Logan, Logie, Logie, Lo, Lo, Lo, Logie, Logie bear, Lo Lo, Logan-"

"What Patton?!"  Logan yelled, slamming his pencil down on the table.  I flinched at his tone.  He softened his gaze and voice a little bit.  "I am trying to work, please stop interrupting me."

"You need a break,"  I told him again.

"No I don't,"  He retorted.  "Go bother someone else.  I'm sure Evan or Roman or Emile would love to talk."

"But I want to talk to you,"  I mumbled, looking down at the floor.  Sadness filled me.

"I'm too busy,"  He said, already working again.  Defiance filled me.  My boyfriend will not cast me aside for his work again.

"I thought you promised you wouldn't keep ignoring me for you work?"  I asked, glaring at Logan.  He paused a bit but shrugged quickly.

"Are you in any sort of mental or emotion turmoil?"  He asked.  "Are you wishing to harm yourself again?"

"No..."

"Then you are fine,"  Logan said.  "Let me work, and then I will cuddle with you or whatnot."

"I want attention now,"  I argued. 

"I'm busy,"  Logan told me firmly. 

We fell back into silence, only interrupted by the movement of Logan's pencil against the paper.  I rolled over and stared at the ceiling.

Another fifteen minutes passed slowly.  I had rolled to my side and started looking at all the books he had.  Reading all the titles.

This time I didn't say anything.  I quietly got out of the bed and moved over to Logan.  He didn't hear me moving to him at all.

I placed my hands on his shoulders, making him jump at the sudden contact.  I moved my hands down his chest and rested my chin on his shoulder, leaning against his head. 

"Patton,"  He sighed.  "I'm trying to work.  Please stop attempting to distract me."

In response, I placed soft kisses on his neck.  I slowly started moving his chair backwards away from the desk, rolling it over to the bed.

Logan sighed and grabbed the desk.  He easily wheeled back to it.  Now it was my turn to sigh.

"You need a break,"  I said again. 

"No I don't,"  He argued.  I huffed in annoyance and moved away from him.  I flopped back onto the bed with a defeated sigh. 

I rolled over and faced him.  I watched him work for another ten-ish minutes.  Then a smirk spread across my face as an amazing idea come to my mind.

"Hey Lo,"  I said.

"What?"  He sighed, annoyance obvious in his voice.

"What the difference between weather and climate?"  I asked.  Logan looked over at me in confusion.

"Weather is the state of the atmospheric conditions from a day to day basis, at a certain place and time.  This usually refers to the amount of rain, snow, sun, and cloud coverage.  Climate however-"

"You can't weather a tree but you can climate!"  I yelled with a smile, cutting off his long scientific explanation. 

Logan looked at me and blinked a few times.  Then he let out a long sigh and laid his head down on his desk.  Then he started laughing gently. 

"You never fail to amaze me Patton,"  He mumbled.  I smirked at my small victory. 

I stood back up and quickly pulled his chair away from the desk before he could comprehend what I was doing.  I sat myself down in his lap, lacing my arms behind his head. 

I gave him a big kiss, muffling whatever he was about to say.  Logan sighed when we pulled apart, resting his hands on my hips. 

"I guess you win,"  He told me, making me laugh.  We kissed again. 

"Break time?"  I asked, fully prepared to attack him with more puns until he relented to my cuddles. 

"Fine,"  He sighed, rolling his eyes in dislike. 

I smiled and kissed him again.  Logan stood up, carrying me in his arms.  I smiled while clinging onto him. 

Logan deposited me on the bed and then moved to lay down next to me.  I stopped him but putting a hand on his chest. 

"Lazy clothes?"  I asked, pulling at his tie. 

"I guess that would be more comfortable,"  Logan agreed, moving to his closet.

He tossed me a pair of white sweatpants and one of my cat T-shirt's.  I changed into that while he changed into black sweatpants and his NASA shirt. 

I laid back down on the bed and made grabby hands at Logan.  He looked over at his desk and rolled his eyes at it.  

He smiled and laid down next to me, giving into my cuddles.  I smiled and held tightly to him, burying my face in his chest.

"Why work when I have you,"  He pondered aloud.  I smirked and kissed him. 

"You love me,"  I teased him, snickering a bit.

"I do,"  He said, kissing me. 

I blushed a little and smiled up at him.  Logan moved so he was lying on his side.  He pulled off my glasses and laid them on the nightstand with his. 

He turned off the light, making the room dark.  The little nightlight in the corner giving the room a soft glow.  I made Logan put it there since I don't like the dark.

"Sleep time?"  I asked. 

"Yes,"  He mumbled, kissing my forehead.  "Goodnight Patton."

"Love you Logan,"  I said, shutting my eyes.  "Sweet dreams."

"Love you too,"  He whispered before we both fell asleep.