~Patton's POV~

I run until I reach some beach chairs. I duck down next to one.

Logan stops near me.

"Patton! Please stop hiding.." He says.

I hold my breath.

"Pat, I.. you can't stay out here all night.."

Yes I can.

"I'm sorry, I- you-" I hear him take a shaky breath.

"Please."

I give no answer.

"Pat.. I'll.. I'll go back up to the room.. please come up at some point. You have your key card. I'll be waiting. Please."

I hear Logan walk away, and I curl into a ball.

I want to just fall asleep.. I want to wake up in bed back home like this never happened.. I can't believe I broke and.. I..

~45 Minutes Later~

I'm still here. I don't want to listen to Logan reject me. His expression couldn't of meant he likes me. I just want to fall asleep.

I sigh into my knees. I should go. Even if I don't want to. I need to get Dolly, anyway. She's my cat, not Logan's. And my luggage is up there.

I slowly stand up, brushing the sand off me. I start trudging back to our room.

I get my key card out from my pocket and open the door. I quietly close it. I don't think Logan noticed me come in.

In fact, he couldn't have. He is sitting on the bed, hugging his knees with one arm. And running his other hand through his hair. His head is pointed down slightly, and I can't see his face.

I glance at Dolly. She's fast asleep.

Logan lets out a shaky sigh.

Here we go.

"...Logan?" I whisper.

He immediately looks up at me. His eyes are red, tears running down his face, his glasses askew. The sight is surprising- the only emotion I've really seen him have is a slight smile. Not counting how happy he was, before...

"Oh my god, Patton."

He gets up and walks over to me, pulling me into an embrace.

He lays his head on my shoulder, still hugging me. I start to cry and I hug him back.

After a few minutes, we look at each other.

I feel him wrap his arms around my waist. I remember the time we slow danced a couple days ago, and I hesitantly wrap my arms around his neck.

"Patton, I.. I'm sorry I scared you. I was just surprised, because.. I- I didn't think you liked me back."

My eyes go wide. Logan blushes. I feel myself do the same.

"You.. you like me?" I ask him.

"Yes, Patton. I have romantic feelings for you."

I smile, still in awe. He moves one of his hands to my face, wiping a few stray tears from my cheek.

We lean our foreheads together, smiling.

After a minute or so, Logan speaks.

"Patton.. may I, uh, kiss you?"

"..yeah."

Our eyes lock, before we both close them.

We lean forward, and..

Our noses touch.

We pull back, surprised, and flustered.

We both let out a giggle.

"Logan? You giggled?!" I begin squealing in excitement.

"Shh, it's late, you're gunna wake someone up!" Says Logan, still smiling.

I continue, not being able to stop, when he presses his lips on mine to quiet me.

I blush harder, surprised. A surge of energy fills my body. I kiss him back after a couple seconds.

He pulls me tighter into him, moving his hand that was still lingering on my cheek back to my waist.

I move one hand up to his hair and run my fingers through it.

We pull away, leaning our foreheads together once more.

A couple seconds later, Logan puts his hands on my shoulders.

"Patton, we've known each other for a little less than a week, but I still really like you. Would you consider being my significant other?"

I giggle at how formal he is. "Yes!"

I quickly kiss him, both of us smiling into the kiss.

We pull away, and logan picks me up bridal-style. I giggle.

"Would you like to go to bed?" He asks me.

I yawn. "Yeah, I am pretty tired.."

"Do you want to get into your onesie?" He asks.

"Okay!"

He lays me down in bed, grabbing a piece of clothing and walking into the bathroom. I change into my cat onesie, and await Logan.

He walks out of the bathroom..

..in a UNICORN ONESIE.

I have to cover my mouth so I don't scream from pure joy.

He chuckles, and lays down in bed next to me.

I turn out the light, and lay back down.

Before I can turn so I'm facing him, he moves close behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. I quietly giggle.

"'Night, Logie."

He kisses the back of my head. "Goodnight, Pat."