Thank you to one of my favorite people Kiro_King for requesting this one!!

Logan's POV:

School today was really a shock. They got a foreign exchange student from France who didn't speak English. When the teacher started to ask them questions no one could understand. Well..no one except Patton. Patton could apparently not only speak French, but a handful of other languages. Roman, Virgil, Dee, Remy, Emile, or Logan knew about their friend being able to speak other languages. For some reason it bothered Logan. He and Patton have been best friends since second grade, when Logan was reading alone on the playground and Patton came up to him asking him if he could sit down next to Logan and read. It was the first time someone approached him since kindergarten asking to be around him. It only took him a few days and he was used to Patton being around that when he got sick, Logan didn't know what to do. He begged his mom to take him to Patton's house—Patton had written down his address for Logan so he could ask his mom if he could have a play date with Patton—so he could make sure Patton was okay. After thirty minutes at Patton's house, Logan's mom had to practically force him to leave. Patton was back at school the next week and Logan realized he didn't ever want to be without Patton again. It wasn't until middle school when he realized he liked Patton in a more than friends way...when Patton came out as gay to Logan and Logan did the same a few minutes later.

He was brought back to the present time when Patton giggled softly. Logan turned to glance at Patton with a raised eyebrow before putting his attention back to the road. "What's amusing, Patton?"

"Well I was talking to you, but you weren't listening which is okay! I was rambling really...but you were so zoned out and still managed to go to my house without any mistake."

Logan smiled softly as he pulled into Patton's driveway, turning his car off. "I'll have you know that I've driven you home since the beginning of this year and I've been to your house enough times to know how to get here in my sleep."

Patton giggled, grabbing his backpack and unbuckling his seatbelt as he opened the car door and got out. A few seconds later, Logan got out of the car, locked it and followed Patton into the bubbly male's house.

After getting settled on the living room couch, Patton cleared his throat. "So you want to learn some French because of the new student, right?" Logan nodded. "Great! I'll teach you some basic phrases and responses."

Logan smiled and straightened his back, turning on the couch to face Patton completely as Patton started to speak.

"Okay! So first up is Bonjour..which is hello. It's pronounced how it sounds. Then we have Comment ça va. That's how are you. Comment is pronounced like commo....now you try them both."

Logan blinked and let out a breath before speaking. "Bonjour. Comment....ça...va..?"

Patton beamed and Logan felt his face grow warm, no matter how many times he saw Patton's smile it still shocked him that one person could be this stunning. But Patton was his best friend and he'd much rather pine after Patton for the rest of his life while Patton got married and had a family with someone he loved then tell Patton his feelings and risk ruining everything they had. "That was good, Logi! Okay. So if someone asked you 'Comment ça va?' You start your response with 'ça va..' then you could finish the sentence with a few things. There's très mal..which means really bad, pas mal which means not bad, then you have bien..which is good or très bien which is very good. Then if someone asks you, you'd respond with 'et toi?' Which means 'and you?' So we're going to have a small conversation now okay..?"

Logan nodded once. "Okay."

Patton leaned closer to Logan slightly, his smile never leaving his face. This was the smile that was reserved for himself. He never smiled like this at anyone else and whenever Logan saw it he was eternally grateful to be Patton's best friend. "Bonjour, Logan. Comment ça va?"

Logan blushed at the sound of the words rolling off of Patton's tongue like it was a second instinct for him. "Ç-ça va..bien...et...toi..?"

Patton's face took on a proud look as he responded. "Ça va très bien!" He threw his arms around Logan's neck and hugged him tightly. Logan returned the hug, subconsciously leaning into Patton's warmth and breathing in the scent of Patton's strawberry shampoo. "Do you mind just speaking random things so I can hear you talk more? It's fascinating to hear you."

Patton pulled away slowly, his cheeks a light pink. "S-sure..!" He hummed softly in thought and then his face lit up. "Okay! Here we go!" Patton let out a shaky breath and Logan was about to ask what was wrong when Patton started to speak. "Je t'aime ... Je t'aime plus que quiconque, mais tu es mon meilleur ami et je ne peux jamais vraiment te le dire parce que tu ne me reparleras plus jamais ... Je veux que nous soyons ensemble .. nous  pourrait avoir une vie merveilleuse ensemble, mais vous ne m'aimerez jamais comme moi ... et je suis d'accord juste d'être amis si c'est ce qu'il faut pour vous garder dans ma vie.  Je veux juste que tu sois heureuse, Logan ... c'est tout ce que je veux." (Translation will be later in the story)

Logan froze, eyes wide, his breath hitched in his throat. "You we're talking about me. You said my name..." Logan may not any French besides what Patton taught him, but he knew the first thing Patton said. He'd seen it on Roman's notebook—"Because, Logan! French is the language of love!" was the response he got when he asked Roman why he had it—Patton nodded once. "I was."

Logan let out a breath, slowly forcing himself to look relaxed. "You said you loved me." He was muttering under his breath, talking more to himself than to Patton.

It was Patton's turn to freeze and apparently he had heard Logan's words. Logan quickly backtracked. "You most likely meant it in a platonic way, you've said it before. I don't know why I reacted the way I did." But he did. Patton said he loved him in a different language..maybe he didn't want Logan to understand..maybe it was like when Logan tapped 'I love you' in morse code on the desks, tables, or even his legs when he was around Patton. He didn't want Patton to understand, but he had to tell him. Maybe..maybe it was like that.

Patton sighed and his expression turned resigned and hopeless. "I..when I tell you I love you...I've never meant it in a platonic way."

Logan blinked rapidly. "Then in a familiar way? We're not actually siblings, but we're close enough an-"

Patton was shaking his head. "No. I meant..mean it in a romantic way. I want to be your boyfriend and go on dates and kiss you and hold your hand."

Logan leaned away from Patton in shock, eyes wide. Apparently Patton took that as a rejection because Patton shrunk in on himself. "This is why I didn't want you to ever know...I knew if I told you..you'd...you'd think I was weird and you'd say we could still be friends, but we'd drift apart and eventually you'd forget about me..o-or-"

Logan surged forward and kissed Patton passionately, cupping both of Patton's freckled cheeks with his hands. After a few moments Logan slowly pulled away and Patton was staring at him dumbly, eyes blinking in shock for a few seconds before slowly bringing his fingers up to touch his lips. Apparently it seemed to click for Patton that Logan did kiss him because he smiled widely at Logan, the special smile that was reserved for Logan. And then it all made sense. It was never a friendly smile..Patton wasn't the best at hiding his emotions, but Logan wasn't the best at always figuring them out. Logan must have been blind to miss the obvious love in Patton's smile as he looked at Logan. Virgil and Roman would give him hell for it the next day, but Logan didn't seem to care because Patton finally found his voice again.

"You kissed me."

Logan nodded once. "I did. I love you Patton...I've always loved you...I'm sorry for making you think I didn't." And then he was being hugged by Patton again and this time when his arms wrapped around Patton's waist he pulled the smaller male closer so there was barely any space between them. "What were you saying earlier...? When you were taking in French."

Patton pulled away slightly, looking up at Logan with a furious blush on his cheeks. "O-oh..I was..well..I said 'I love you...I love you more than anyone, but you're my best friend and I can't ever really tell you because you'd never talk to me again...I want us to be together..we could have a wonderful life together, but you'll never like me like I do...and I'm okay just being friends if it's what it takes to keep you in my life. I just want you to be happy, Logan..that's all I ever want.'" Logan's face turned sad as he rested his forehead against Patton's. "You're very wrong about that.."

Patton rolled his eyes playfully, giggling softly. "Well I know that now! But now I was supposed to know?"

Logan pressed a kiss to Patton's nose and smiled. "It doesn't matter because now we both know and we can go on dates and be boyfriends."

Patton yawned softly and nodded. "Good. That sounds really nice.." he curled up next to Logan, resting his head on the other's shoulder.

Logan rested his head on top of Patton's, stifling his own yawn. He reached behind him and pulled the blanket over the back of the couch and cover Patton and himself. "I think we should cuddle and take a nap don't you agree?"

Patton nodded slightly and intertwined his and Logan's hand, squeezing it. "I do. Night, Lo.."

Logan kissed Patton's head. "Goodnight, dear."

Patton's mom came home later that day to find Logan and Patton curled up on the couch, still holding hands. She fixed the blanket that was falling on the floor to cover them again before making her way into the kitchen to start dinner. She'd ask if Patton's boyfriend wanted to stay for dinner like he had so many times before. But this time..this time they'd both be able to stop shooting each other glances and looking away when the other noticed.

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Thank you again to @Kiro_King to requesting this story! I had a really fun time writing it!!