I've had seven things of root beer and am regretting my life choices XD send help

Gabonator3 wanted Logicality, so here we areeeee and if you don't like it, pls tell me so I can rewrite/write a new one for you!!!

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[HUMAN AU]

"Patton, how much eggnog have you consumed?" Logan asked, raising an eyebrow. He and Patton had been hanging out at Roman's Christmas party for the past few hours, and Patton had been acting strangely since 5.
"Not veryyyyy muuuuuuchhh, whyyy?" Patton slurred, nearly falling over.
"Because I have reason to believe that the eggnog is spiked."
"Oh," Patton giggled, and sat on the couch, patting the spot next to him, indicating he wished for Logan to sit next to him.
The feeling Logan sometimes felt when Patton gazed at him knotted in his mid-regions, and the room felt warmer than it truly was.
Logan sat next to Patton, and Patton giggled as he curled into his chest.
"You smelllllll niceeeeeeee," he whispered, snuggling into Logan even more.
"Uhhh..." Poor Logan had no idea what to do in this situation, and looked around wildly for some help. All he saw was theatre geeks singing a song about waving and windows, Roman and Virgil making out in the kitchen, (he'd have to ask what that was about later, due to the two strongly disliking each other,) and the one kid looking like she was going to kill everyone there. (Tag yourself, I'm her.) 
Logan had no back-up, no help, and one intoxicated Patton.
Oh, boy.

Things only got worse ten minutes later, when Patton began to have a strange look in his eye. Mischievousness? Goofiness? Logan couldn't place it. The girl from before had been wearing a knowing smirk and been watching them as she tried not to kill someone.
"Loooooogeeeeeeeee," Patton whispered, making Logan look down at him, "I wanna tell you sumthin'..."
Logan inclined his head towards Patton, expecting him to say something like 'I like puppies' or something.
Instead, Patton grabbed Logan by his tie, and smashed his face into his own. Logan made a noise like a strangled mouse as Patton pushed deeper into the kiss, his eyes closing and his arms going around Logan's shoulders.
Logan pushed away, and Patton whined slightly, his bottom lip sticking out. "I liiiiiikeeee yoooooouuuuuu," he whispered, and promptly passed out.

The next morning, Patton woke with a massive headache and in Logan's bed.
He groaned, and slowly sat up to see Logan on the couch, snoring softly. He tried to remember what happened last night, but came up empty-handed.
"Oh, hello, Patton," Logan yawned, and Patton nearly jumped when he realized that he had wandered over to Logan as he thought.
"Oh! Hi, Lo!" Patton replied, and Logan sat up, running a hand through his hair.
"Did you sleep well, Patton?"
"Yes, I did!" Patton said, smiling. "Ummm...but one thing."
"What's that?"
"I don't remember anything past when you asked me how much eggnog I drank. Did I do anything silly?" he asked, hoping he didn't do anything stupid, like, per say, acting upon his crush on Logan.
"Not exactly." Logan replied, standing up. "You did some...things that I did not expect, but otherwise, you did nothing of notice."
"Oh. That's good, I guess." Patton said, and sighed. "Could you tell me how I got here?"
"After you...erm...told me something of great importance, you fell unconscious, and I enlisted the help of a very strange girl to help me get you into the back of my car to take you to my apartment so you could sleep it off. You did something not worth noting, and I took you here, placing you down on my bed. I then fell asleep at four after making sure you were settled."
"What'd I do? What'd I tell you?" Patton asked, blushing. Oh, dear Lord, he hoped that-
"It'd be easier to show you, I suppose." Logan said, sighing.
"Okay! Show~" suddenly, Logan did something that he would look back on for many, many, years.
Logan Berry kissed him.

"And that's how we got together!" Patton finished. He had been telling Roman all about what had happened on Friday night.
"Oh my goodness, Pat!!!!!!" He squealed in a voice that could make puppies pee. "I'm so happy for you!!!!!!!"
Then, he turned to Virgil. "You, however, owe me twenty dollars."