Q: the original goosebumps or courage the cowardly dog?

Pairing: Logicality

Logan woke with a painful ache in his temple, it felt like someone was stabbing his skull numerous times and when he sat up his vision tilted and became extremely contorted, the trait groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose squeezing his eyes shut. He took deep clammy breaths and forced himself out of his bed, he steadied himself before he could fall over and pressed his hand against the wall closest to him, he pursed his lips and breathed steadily through his nose fighting back the nausea.

When the dizziness passed he grabbed his glasses and slipped them on ignoring how bright every was, and how much it hurt him, he trudged out of his room feeling like he was hit by a large truck, everything ached and it hurt to move, even so he knew he had to go see Patton no matter what. He and Patton always had a morning routine, Patton would wake up first and make breakfast, and when Logan woke he would be given a kiss on the cheek and a nice warm mug of coffee, it never ceased to make Logan happy.

So he continued his difficult tread to the kitchen and shivered, was it really that cold in there? Logan now wished he'd stayed in bed, he yearned the warmness and comfort, but as soon as he heard Patton's quiet humming he knew it was worth it he quietly walked up to him, he was washing the dishes, and wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on top of his shoulder earning himself a small yelp.

Patton turned to face him and smiled. “Good morning love.” He cooed and turned to face him wrapping his arms around him, when he pressed their foreheads together he suddenly frowned. “You're warm, how are you feeling?” He asked with his voice laced with deep concern. “....horrible.” Logan answered honestly and leaned into the embrace. “Everything hurts Patton, and it is questionably cold in here.” He shivered after as if to prove his point.

Patton led him to the table and pressed his hand against his forehead and then rested it against his extremely warm cheek. “Honey you have a fever.” He said, “Go back to bed, I'll be right there with your breakfast and some medicine.” He urged him to go back to his room, but Logan refused to do so. “Patton I'm...” He coughed and winced. “I'm restless without you.” He uttered, his face redder than before. “I can't...no, I will not be at ease unless you're by my side.” He said.

Patton beamed and squeezed him tight. “Logan! You're adorable!” He cooed. “Patton...can't...breathe...” Logan gasped trying to push the excited male off of him. “Oops, sorry.” Patton quickly pulled away and smiled at him. “Okay, let me just finish making breakfast and we can go upstairs together.” He suggested happily, but Logan thought otherwise, he groaned and wrapped his arms around his waist refusing to let him go. “Patton dear I'm not going to be able to hold it down.” He grumbled nuzzling his face in the crook of his neck.

Patton giggled and carded his fingers through his hair. “You gotta eat something Logi.” He frowned. “Later, please? It's really cold and I just really want to..to cuddle.” Logan blushed and averted his gaze, Patton squealed and lurched forward getting ready to hug him, but when he saw Logan brace himself he immediately stopped himself and instead reached for his hand.

Logan sighed intertwining their fingers together and leaned forward pressing their foreheads against each other. “Will you please sleep with me? Just for today?” He pleaded. “Anything for you.” Patton nodded and led him upstairs to his room, there he tucked Logan in pulling the blanket up to his chin and climbed in after him making sure not to disturb him. “I think I'm falling in love with you all over again.” Logan smiled when Patton turned on his side to face him. “I think I am too.” Patton replied and wrapped his arms around his sick boyfriend.

Logan yawned and scooted closer to him. “I must apologize in advance, you might get sick because of me.” He said guiltily, Patton shrugged and kissed his cheek. “I don't mind. If it means that you'll be with me then it'll be worth it.” He grinned and carded his fingers through Logan's hair, the sick trait sighed and let his eyes slide shut. “I'll always be with you either way.” He mumbled sluggishly.

Patton's smile widened. “I know you will.” He whispered and pressed a kiss to his warm temple.