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Patton was bouncing his leg, eyes looking out the window as he gripped one of Logans hands.
“What if we don't find a kid today Logan? What if we find one and they don't like us?” Patton sighed. “Logan I'm just so worried!”
“Patton please.” Logan spoke softly. “Everything will be okay, we're almost there. I promise you, it'll all be fine.” Patton sighed softly, looking back out the window.
Logan gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, before pulling into the long driveway of the orphanage.
***
Virgil sat with his back against a tree, just observing. He wasn't one for playing outside, or ever really, he just didn't see the point in it.
So instead he watched the kids play, ignoring the way the staff hated him sitting away from all the others.
Virgil heard the familiar sound of another car pulling up to the building, he sighed and looked up at the sky.
He hated days like today, the days that families came and looked for someone to take home.
He hated them because the other kids were hopeful, they were excited and happy and today would be their day for sure, but for Virgil, no one wanted him.
He was broken, he was weird, he didn't act like a kid and he didn't like playing so what was the point in hoping?
Virgil pulled his knees closer to his chest, resting his chin on them and sighing softly.
It wasn't long before families were coming outside, spreading out and speaking to kids, playing with them, doing things Virgil just couldn't understand the point of.
Virgil watched for a moment before noticing a man, he was wearing a black button up with a blue neck tie, he had a pair of thick glasses on his face and he was just, observing, like Virgil had been.
Their eyes met and- oh no he's coming over.
Virgil panicked, looking away from him and trying to pretend he hadn't noticed.
Slowly, the man sat beside him, Virgil shifted, glad the guy wasn't making conversation yet but terrified for when he did. “My names Logan.” He said after a bit, shifting his gaze over to him.
Virgil shifted a bit, looking up at the sky for a moment before speaking. “I-I’m Virgil.”
“Ah, like the roman poet?” Virgil raised an eyebrow.
“I guess?” Virgil looked away, rubbing his arms.
The conversation died down for a moment, Virgil looked back at Logan and noticed he was watching someone in particular, Virgil couldn't pinpoint who but he assumed that Logan would soon be standing and leaving him be.
“Do you enjoy books Virgil?” Logan asked after a moment.
“Oh uh…” Virgil shrugged. “Yeah I guess. I don't read a lot but I guess I like them.” Logan nodded, looking up as Virgil had been doing before.
“I believe this would be a good spot to read, don't you?” Logan looked over to Virgil again.
“Yeah… It would, I'll have to try that sometime.” Virgil sighed, looking out at the other kids.
He was about to ask Logan why he was wasting his time on him when a voice rang out.
“Logan! There you went.” A new man approached, his glasses similar to Logans, a bright blue shirt on.
“Hello Patton.” Logan smiled. “This is Virgil.” Patton smiled, sitting beside Logan as to not cage Virgil in.
“Well hey! I’m Patton.” He smiled, and Virgil gave a tiny one back.
“Hi.” He said softly, looking down.
“We were just talking about how this would be a nice place to read.” Logan said, and Patton lit up.
“Of course it would! It’s nice and peaceful.” Patton looked at Virgil. “You like to read?” Virgil nodded shyly, looking down at his legs, these guys were wasting their time.
“Well what else do you like to do?” Patton asked.
“Oh.” Virgil looked down, picking at his jeans. “Not much really… I draw sometimes but… Other then that and reading I don't do much…” Virgil looked up, seeing only a few kids left on the play set, they were letting Patton and Logan talk to him longer, great.
Patton and Logan shared a look, almost like a silent agreement before Patton stood. “Give us a moment to talk kiddo.” Patton said, holding his hand out for Logan and walking off with him.
Virgil leaned his head against the tree behind him, they were gonna talk, then they were gonna come back and tell him that he wasn't worth their time, he just knew it.
But it wasn't long before they were returning, Patton had a massive grin on his face as he knelt in front of Virgil. “Virgil?” He asked softly, and Virgil prepared himself for disappointment as always.
“Yeah?” He asked, hiding how upset he actually was.
“Would you like to come home with us?” Virgil froze, eyes widening as he looked up at him.
“What?” He asked, hands shaking. “You, want me to come home with you?”
“Well yeah kiddo.” Patton smiled. “But only if you want to, we aren't gonna force you to if you're uncomfortable.” Virgil couldn't help but grin.
“No no I'd love to its just…” His smile fell slightly as he spoke. “No one's ever wanted me before, or even took the time to glance at me so, I feel like you guys are wasting your time, you should've talked to someone else.” Patton and Logan looked at each other for a moment before Logan spoke this time.
“Virgil. You are worth our time as much as anyone else, we would genuinely enjoy having you in our home, in our family.” Virgil smiled a bit, nodding softly.
“O-okay…” He said softly, and Patton smiled, clapping his hands together and squealing.
Virgil actually smiled at that, maybe these guys wouldn't be too bad.
Logan held his hand out and helped Patton stand. “Well.” Logan said. “We'll be seeing you very soon Virgil.” Virgil watched them walk away, watched as Patton bounced on his feet excitedly, as Logan gently extended his hand and grabbed Patton's.
***
Patton was grinning as they walked back to the front desk of the building. “Logan, oh he's so sweet. I can't wait for him to come home with us…” Logan gently squeezed Patton's hand.
“I know… I'm quite excited as well.” Logan watched as Patton beamed up at him.
All they had now was some paperwork, then hopefully within the week they could bring the shy boy home.