Point of View: Patton, Third Person
Timeline: Flashback (cont.)

Patton hummed worriedly, as he jogged into Logan's room, easily pushing the door open.  He quickly walked over to Logan's closet before opening the door and scanning what was inside.  Logan's traditional black polo was the first thing that he saw, but he couldn't help his eyes flickering to the back of his closet, where Logan kept his unicorn onesie.

The unicorn onesie made him smile.  He remember being hesitant about giving it to Logan, not sure if he would like it.  But a couple weeks later Patton had found him on the couch - wearing the onesie and holding one of his favorite book, a cup of tea abandoned on the coffee table.  Logan had been embarrassed once he realized Patton was home, but Patton had only grinned, glad that Logan had liked his present after all.

Patton bit his lip, deciding ultimately to grab both.  He instinctively grabbed the onesie, as well as a black t-shirt and a pair of plaid pajama bottoms.  Patton shifted the pile of clothes in his hand, brushing his bangs out of his eyes as he exited Logan's room bouncing down the stai-

Oh, oh wow.

Logan had taken it upon himself to continue to dry himself off the best he could from his place at the door (as to keep the water contained in one area).  But in that process, he'd taken off his wet shirt, showing off his beautiful pale, angular frame.  Patton breathing hitched as his eyes fell to Logan's hips, his v-line barely visible.  Patton almost fell down the steps.

Perfect.

Logan happened to glance up, finally noticing Patton.  "Oh, apologies Patton," he said nonchalantly, before going back to towel drying the last of his hair.  "And thank you," he gestured to the clothes in Patton's arms.

Patton nodded dumbly for a moment before quickly shaking his head and bringing himself back to reality.  He quickly skipped down the last couple of steps, stopping a foot or two away from Logan and trying not to stare.  "Uh, I wasn't sure what you'd want, so I just grabbed both," Patton explained, holding the unicorn onesie and black pajamas in the other.

Without hesitating, Logan grabbed the unicorn onesie.  "Thank you, Patton."

Patton couldn't help the happiness the bubble up inside him, rising to his cheeks in a flush of pink.  "Welcome, Lo," he returned brightly in response.

Logan set the onesie off to side and unbuttoned his cold, wet jeans (which were still dripping water into the tile) - intentions clear.

Patton quickly turned around walking quickly into the kitchen and setting Logan's spare clothes on a nearby chair.  "I'll make you some soup to help warm you up!" He yelled behind his shoulder, glad that his voice didn't shake.

Goodness, he was beautiful.  And Patton knew that he shouldn't be thinking these thoughts, but he was just - just so amazing and wonderful and smart and handsome and incredible...
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