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Logan was…tired, to put it lightly. He'd been working for hours, trying to perfect a schedule that the others would actually stick to. The only reason he'd even stopped?
The smell of cookies had reached his nose. Patton knew exactly how to lure him out of the room. The smell would reach his nose, he'd realize how hungry he was, and come downstairs to get something to eat.
And Logan was many things; predictable being counted amongst them. He pushed himself up from his chair and headed downstairs to collapse into the warm embrace of his lover.
He hits his back instead. This works just as well. Patton startled a little, before giggling. “Finally emerged from your hollow, engeltje?” He asked, voice soft and teasing.
Logan sighed fondly, resting his head on Patton's shoulder. “I am neither your angel nor an actual wild owl. I simply carry the traits of one.” he smiled as Patton's head turned to him, face broken out into a massive grin.
“You remembered! You actually remembered what it means!” He leaned in, kissing Logan's nose and making the other huff in an adorably indignant manner.
Logan buried his face in the crook of Patton's neck, wrapping his arms around his lover's chest. “Hard not to, when it's the only nickname you call me on the regular that isn't a pun of some kind.”
“Awww, but Loganberry!” Patton was cut off by Logan squeezing just enough to tickle the other, causing Patton to squeal in laughter. “Hey! That's cheating!”
Logan shook his head, taking in a deep breath…and loosing his train of thought. “…you smell like Crofters…” He mumbled, wings fluttering in interest.
Patton giggled. “Are you just now noticing that, Lo?” He asked, voice slightly teasing. Logan only hummed, pressing more into Patton and gently nipping at him. He squealed again, giggling more. “Logan, silly, I'm not a snack!”
Logan grinned, holding Patton tighter. “You smell like one.” He muttered before playfully attacking the other's neck, earning himself full on laughter. His heart swelled as Patton laughed, that sound being one of his favorite things.
He'd do anything to hear that sound for the rest of time.