Get ready for some late night Patton angst (and fluff, at the end). Hope you guys enjoy!
Patton’s usual grin wasn’t present, which sort of tipped Logan off. Logan wasn’t one who really understood emotions, but he liked to think he knew Patton enough to tell when something was wrong. And a lack of any sort of smile was a huge tell.
“Patton? Is something bothering you?” Patton jumped at his voice and turned to look at him. He smiled, but it was clearly forced.
“Yeah! I’m fine, don’t worry teach.” Logan watched as Patton stood up and stretched.
“I think I’m gonna hit the hay early. Night Logan!” Patton started walking off toward the door that led into the wall, still smiling. Logan’s eyebrows furrowed. Something was clearly wrong. Logan sighed and put down his pencil. He then reached his hand over to grab Patton around the middle. Patton yelped in surprise and immediately started squirming in his hand.