Patton pulled away from the hug, eyes shimmering with emotion. "I... I don't really know what to say," he murmured. He gazed at the boy in front of him, taking in every detail of his face. "I'm... I'm not very experienced with parties and this is kind of different than any that I have been to."

"Well, I have a suggestion," Logan said, clearing his throat. He bowed to the boy in a dress and offered him his hand as he looked up. "May I have this dance?"

"Logan!" Patton gasped, bursting into a fit of giggles as his cheeks grew noticeably pink. He placed his hand in Logan's with a grin. He allowed him to lead the way to the center of the ballroom where couples were dancing together. He looked at his logical friend in surprise. "I didn't know you were a romantic! Also I probably should've mentioned this sooner, but I don't know how to dance."

He chuckled a little. "It's quite alright. I know enough to guide you through it," he reassured him. "Also, I'm not a romantic, I simply desire to get you to smile. Therefore, I'm willing to sacrifice some of my logical nature to please you."

"Well, I'm flattered either way," the other boy replied with another giggle. "Now... how do we do this?"

Logan cleared his throat and took his hand, guiding it to his shoulder before taking his other and lacing their fingers together. His free hand settled on Patton's waist, making the emotional boy blush darker. "We simply need to step together," he explained. "This is a waltz, so it's fairly simple to learn on the basic level. Follow my lead. As I step forward, you step back, and vice versa."

"I'm going to be absolutely terrible, I'm too clumsy," Patton laughed nervously. 

"Don't be silly, now, ready?" he asked. "One, two, three... one, two, three..."

They began to move, stepping slowly and steadily to the beat of the orchestra. The music wasn't fast, which made it easier for Patton to keep track of his feet as they glided along to the notes. He began to feel more confident in his steps. He grinned and looked up at Logan. "Where did you learn to dance anyway?" he asked curiously.

"Oh, it's a skill I've practiced in my personal time," Logan replied honestly, feeling his own cheeks heat up. The boy in the dress in front him smiled knowingly at him. "I have an appreciation for it, that's all..."

"I'm not criticizing you at all! I'm really happy you know how to dance!" Patton reassured him, smiling and leaning into their embrace closer. Their breaths mixed together as he gazed into his eyes. Those eyes held so much knowledge. They always seemed to stare right through him and see into his mind. However, at this moment, Patton could see through him. He didn't break eye contact as he leaned in a little closer. "I've always wanted to dance with you..."

Logan's breathing hitched and his eyes dilated slightly. He swallowed, glancing down at the other boy's lips which were breathtakingly close to his own. "I know..."

"And I've always wanted to do this," he continued, brushing his lips over Logan's cautiously.

He took a deep breath and met Patton's eyes seriously. "I know."

They stared at each for another moment before their lips met in between them. Patton's heart felt like it was going to burst as he Logan brought his hands to the sides of his face and held him close as they kissed. He smiled and he knew that Logan had felt it, as they pulled back to gaze at each other. 

Logan's lips slowly curled into a smile of his own and he looked down bashfully. "I'm going to be honest with you, Patton," he murmured. "I never expected to want... a romantic relationship. I never expected to be wanted, but if you do... I am willing to give it a chance."

"Oh Logan..." Patton whispered. He pulled him into a brief kiss. "If you want to give it a chance, then it's what I want too. I know we won't be perfect. I'm rather emotional, clumsy, forgetful, and sometimes a bit clingy. You're a bit cold, calculated, rational, and sometimes, you don't really understand human nature. We'll have problems, Logan. No couple is perfect, and we won't be either. Are you alright with that?"

"Problem solving happens to be a specialty of mine, Patton," he reminded him. He flashed him a smirk which earned a small laugh from his best friend. "I'm aware that we'll have some conflicts that we shall need to resolve, but I'm willing to work through them if you are."

They smiled at each other and nodded in agreement. A few moments of silence latter, the boy in a dress laughed breathlessly. "So... are we boyfriends now?"

"I suppose that would be the term for our positions in each other's lives now," Logan replied as he cleared his throat. This earned another smile from the boy which caused a thought to pass through his mind. "You know, not only with this be my first relationship... this is my first date, ever..."

"Wait, really?!" Patton exclaimed, eyes going wide. "You've never been on a date before now?"

Logan flushed with embarrassment as he nodded; he was suddenly feeling very uncomfortable and inexperienced. He thought that the comment would receive a different response from Patton, but the disbelief in his voice proved otherwise. He was regretting saying anything.

"You're saying I'm your first date, your first boyfriend... was I your first kiss too?" he asked excitedly. He nodded as he swallowed. Patton squealed a little and pulled him into a hug. "I feel so special!! I'm your first date, your first kiss, your first boyfriend!! I can't believe it... I'm just shocked you've not been snatched up by someone else more handsome or clever than me."

"I was saving myself for someone special," Logan insisted. "I've realized over the last few months that you're that special someone. Not because you're perfect, or a genius, or a supermodel, but simply because you're you. I admire you."

Patton's face was one of shock. His cheeks were bright pink and his eyes shimmered with tears again. "That's... that's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me," he managed, hugging him. "I can't wait to try this with you. I think if we play our cards right... this will last. At least, I have faith that it will."