(Logan's POV)

I am supposed to go to the festival today with Patton, but I had no desire to go.  Honestly, I wish I had work, but I got the day off so I had no excuse not to go.   The greenhouse hired more people, so I had less shifts there, which resulted in me taking more time at the library.  I didn't mind because I enjoyed the work and Patton keeps it from getting too repetitive.  I'd lost interest in soul mates; the challenge would be interesting, but the fruition of the search seemed pointless.  Patton had become the only reason that I am still going to this pointless gathering of people who decide to undertake a series of frivolous activities with no clear reward except for maybe a stuffed toy.  I felt that I needed to apologize for the exchange between us yesterday.  

I got up a made a small pot of coffee for Virgil and I, changing while it brewed.  I'd decided on something less formal for the festival and settled on a grey button up and jeans, debating on a tie before deciding against it.  I poured the glasses and made Virgil's coffee before waking him up.   The man turned into a demon in the morning and rarely actually gets up unless there is coffee on the table.  He was never pleasant to wake up and had given me 'the bird' on multiple occasions, but today he simply groaned and covered his head with a pillow.

I sat at the table with my coffee and my copy of The Da Vinci Code.  A few minutes later I looked up to see Virgil emerging from his room, purple hair a mess and his hoodie drowning him.  I don't understand why he wears it so much.  I understand that our bodies adapt to our environment, but it was still Florida in early summer, and it does get quite warm.  

"Morning," I muttered, and he grabbed his coffee lazily glaring at me.  

"Why am I awake again?"  he said groggily.  I sighed and closed my book, leaning back in my chair and crossing my arms.

"Because you and Roman are coming to the festival with Patton and I today," he squinted at me, somewhere between confused and annoyed.

"Yeah, but why?" he whined.

"Because he is your soulmate and it is a good opportunity for you to get to know each other,"  he stared at me blankly.  "As preposterous as soul mates are, you are stuck with him for the rest of your life, so the more positive associations you make with him, the easier it will be to come to terms with it,"  He raked both of his hands through his hair, and put his head down in his arms on the table.  When he spoke his voice was slightly muffled from being trapped in his sleeves.

"So me and Roman are crashing you and Patton's date to get to know each other even though we're soulmates and we are destined to enjoy each others' company?" he looked up at me from his arms, raising his eyebrows.  

I groaned and rolled my eyes.  "Roman and I, not me and Roman.  And it's not a date"  I rubbed my eyes behind my glasses.  "You know I feel that dating is pointless when all that matters is one person.  Patton is simply joining me at an event which he already planned on going to, and helping me find the person I'm actually supposed to spend my time with,"  Virgil has been doing this ever since I met Patton last week.  Making ridiculous remarks about Patton and I.

"Sure pal, sure.  Meet a guy, he invites you to an event, spends the entire week with you after he gets off of work, has his own spot behind your desk, and you dressed up for him.... for your date,"  I raised an eyebrow, confused. 

"I'm not dressed up." I stated.

"Oh, please.  Any other day you have off you'd be in your pajama pants and a Doctor Who shirt or something.  Any day you don't have off, you're in a tie and dress pants.  You look normal for him.  I'm surprised you even own jeans,"  he said to me, smirking.

"I'm going to a festival, dress pants are too formal and pajama pants are inappropriate," I brought my now empty mug to the sink.  I heard Virgil chuckling behind me.

"Yeah, going to a festival that you would never go to with anyone else,"  I turned around leaning against the sink counter, "and nothing is 'too formal' to you,"  he air quoted, grinning mischievously.  I sighed and started walking to my room.  "I win," I heard him say behind my shoulder.  I spun on my heel.

"Falsehood!"  he just laughed at me.  I opened my mouth to argue further, but the doorbell interrupted.  Virgil looked confused and I answered the door.  Opening it to find Roman in red shorts and a white Disney tank top.

"Hey Logan!  You guys ready?"  he asked grinning.  I shook his hand and greeted him.  An inhuman noise came from the kitchen.

"ROMAN?!?"  Virgil ran to us.  Hair still messy and makeup-less.  "What are you doing here?!"  he was halfway hidden behind me.  I spoke up.

"I told him to meet us here,"  I smirked and walked away.

"Hey kitten,"  I heard Roman say cheekily.

"Don't.  Call me kitten.  Logan why did you tell him to come over?"  Virgil snapped at me from the doorway.  I was about to answer, but he continued.  "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"  

"Because you hate waking up, and you would have had plenty of time to change if you weren't arguing with me about Patton,"  I said slightly smugly, but my face dropped when Roman jumped to his soulmate's side.

"OOH,  so how is your boyfriend?"  Roman grinned, I groaned.  "I see you're all dressed up for him and everything,"

"I am NOT dressed up for anyone!"  I pressed.  "How do you even know about Patton?"

"I have to rant to someone don't I?"  Virgil smirked,  "And who's the one who told me that I need to spend more time with my soul mate again?  Oh yeah!  You."  he pointed a finger at me and then crossed his arms, leaning against the wall.

"And we totally ship it."  Roman pulled Virgil into his shoulder, but Virgil squirmed out of his grasp.

I ignored them and went to my room fixing my hair before grabbing my keys and tossing them to Virgil.  "Roman, make yourself at home.  Virgil, get ready.  I'm going for a walk.  I'll meet you there in a half hour, ok?"  Virgil shrugged and I sighed before walking out and shutting the door behind me.

I sighed and stood out side of the door for a moment.  I looked at myself, tugging at my shirt a bit.  "I'm not dressed up for Patton," I muttered to myself.  I walked out of the building and started down the sidewalk towards the park where the festival was being held.  I still had a half hour before the even was open, but I had no idea how to spend it.  I decided on the library.  The work space had become a second home to me.  I wouldn't have much time to spend there, but I could stop and say hello to Zach and the others working there today.

I got to the building and walked inside, greeted by the familiar smell of paper and the calm quiet that filled the place.  I made my way up to the desk where Zach was sitting.  "Hello Zach,"  I said quietly.  He looked up and made a face.  

"Sorry, do I know y-" he cut off and I frowned, "Logan?"  I stared at him, mildly alarmed.

"Yes," I squeaked.

"Dude!  Your hair isn't slicked back!  And you're wearing clothes!  I barely recognized you!"  Zach leaned back in his chair laughing.

"Well, I normally wear clothes, so I don't quite grasp what is wrong,"  I said slowly, not sure of exactly how I was supposed to react to him.

"Nothing's wrong.  You look good man!  Whatcha dressed up for?  Or should I say who?"  he wiggled his eyebrows at me and I groaned.

"What are you not whatcha.  That's a ridiculously lazy excuse for a word,"  I stated, "and I am not dressed up for anyone,"  I said tired of the question.  He raised his hands defensively.  

"Ok, ok.  So what's the occasion?"  he put his arms down and leaned forward, propping his head up with his hands.

"Nothing.  There is a festival in town,"  he laughed shaking his head.  Then he looked at me in disbelief.

"Logan.  Mr. Never-goes-out-for-anything-besides-work.  Is going to a festival?"  he inquired.

"Yes.  Patton and I are attending this festival with Virgil and Roman,"  I stated, not understanding why he was confused.  Zach's eyes lit up and something seemed to click in his head.

"Oh, so you are dressed up for someone.  It's a date.  Wait, no.  A double date!"  I facepalmed and gave an exaggerated sigh in exasperation.  Another worker, Athena, came out from a storage room behind the desk.

"Wait, who's got a date?  Whoa!  Logan!  You're wearing clothes!"  she grinned.  What is with all of my coworkers accusing me of not wearing clothes?  Her grinned dropped in realization.  "Wait.  LOGAN HAS A DATE?!"  I cringed at her outburst.  I pressed a finger to my lips shushing her.

"We're in a library!"  I whisper yelled, "and I do not have a date!"  Athena did not seem to hear me and chose to listen to what Zach had to say instead.

"Yup!  Him and Patton are going to that festival in the park,"  Zach said, spinning his chair around with a smile on his face.  Athena squealed and I glared at the two people in front of me.

"Zach, our ship is becoming canon!"  she squeaked, clapping her hands together and jumping slightly.  Zach chuckled, I threw my hands in the air; done with the entire situation.

"Ok, well I'm heading down to the park now,"  I stated tiredly.  

"Ok have fun on your date!"  Athena said giggling.  I turned to walk out the door when someone else walked in.

(Patton's POV)

It's Saturday.  The festival's today.  Which means I have to see Logan again.  It wasn't that I didn't want to see him; quite the opposite actually, I love spending time with him.  I just felt bad for leaving after what he told me last night.  It wasn't the best way to react to someone opening up.  He trusted me enough to tell me that his dad died when he was a kid, and that his brother never got the chance to meet his soulmate... and I left.  I just left the library.  I should have done something for him.  Given him and hug or let him talk it out or something.  But I just left.

I got up and made an egg for breakfast, drinking orange juice with it.  I sat at the table of my empty house trying not to think about how the day might go.  Mom always says I overthink too much and that it's not good for me, but I end up doing a lot of it.  My parents are basically rich and sent me through college, despite me saying I could pay for it, so not having to spend money on that saved me a lot and I was able to buy myself a home.  But it turns out to be pretty lonely when there's no one to share it with.  I'm not home enough for a dog, and I don't think I could give it the life it deserves yet.  I plan to get one once I get a job as a teacher and could get one then.  Right now I work at the local daycare center, which is great, but you have to work a lot more for a lot less.  Maybe a dog in a year or so.

I finished my breakfast, successfully not thinking too hard about the day and thinking about dogs instead.  I showered quickly and stood in front of my closet with a towel around me for about 15 minutes.  I never know what to wear; at least not on the weekends.  I wear nearly the same thing everyday.  Polo shirt, khakis, and my cat hoodie over my shoulders, but I could be fun on the weekend.  Normally fun entailed and cat t-shirt and jeans, but I felt different today and decided on grey shorts and a light blue flannel over a white t-shirt, leaving the front open.  I looked myself over in the mirror, debating whether or not I actually liked the look.  I decided it wasn't terrible and attempted to fix the mess of dirty blonde curls on top of my head.  It didn't take long for me to give up.

I looked at the clock.  8:30.  I still had a half hour before the festival even opened.  With nothing better to do, I began thinking about how the day might play out.  Most of the scenarios weren't terrible.  I started my daydream with Logan finding his soul mate.   The whole reason we were doing this.  It was cute.  I played out scenes in my head a thousand times on all different ways this could day could end up good for Logan, but somehow, these fantasies left me feeling down.  So I stopped imagining how we wanted the day to go, and started imagining how I wanted the day to go.  It was just dreams of Logan and I doing stuff together.  Ferris wheel rides, eating mini donuts, and playing games at booths.  They were all good fantasies, but then I realized what exactly I was fantasizing about.

I was crushing on Logan.

Oh no, no, no.  I could not be crushing on Logan.  I'm supposed to be helping him find his soul mate, not try and get in the way of it.  I shook my head repeatedly as I thought about the future.  I've done this before;  fall for someone who isn't for me, and it never ends well.  Sure, having a crush can be fun, but when it's just a game of how long will they be here, it always ends up hurting in the end.

I paced my kitchen,  I don't want to stop spending time with Logan just because I'm not his soulmate, but I don't want to get hurt again.  Especially when Logan has no interest in dating just for the fun of it.  I began muttering to myself while I paced.

"He doesn't want you, he wants his soulmate,"  I repeated to myself for a bit before correcting myself, "no, he doesn't even want that.  He just wants to be alone.  You have no chance, just drop it Patt,"  my muttering turned into a debate with myself.  "Well he said he doesn't like the fact that our soulmates are predestined, so maybe he would ignore them for you?  Maybe he'll just say whatever and live for now instead of the future, maybe.... no Patton, get a grip.  He doesn't like you," I sat down, tired and now in a bad mood from the thoughts.  I pulled out my soul stone to find it as a light coral color.  Hm, it's not blue.  I just looked at the small stone in my hand and let it calm me down.  "You have this to look forward to Patton," I told myself aloud, "It's not the end if he doesn't like you,"  

I got up and decided to walk off my emotions before going to the park.  I should tell Zach.  He knows Logan and he was always a good friend before.  I decided to go to the library and update him and visit for a while.  By the time I got there I would only have  few minutes to talk,  but I was still more than happy to see him.  When I entered the old building I saw Zach and another girl who worked there behind the desk talking to someone.  They were laughing and I didn't want to interrupt so I just waited by the door for that someone to leave.   I tried not to eavesdrop, but there were some part that the girl would squeak to loud.  It was just stuff about ships or something.  I think there was a canon in there?  They must be talking about pirates or something.  Finally, I saw the male they were talking to turn to leave.  It took my brain a moment to register it, but it was Logan.

I froze in my tracks and he did the same.  He turned slightly pink and I felt my face flush red.  This was the first time I'd seen him without his formal clothes on, and oh my.......  his black hair fell into bangs that fell close to his glasses as it wasn't slicked back, and he was wearing casual but nice clothes.  He was..... attractive to say the least.

"Hi,"  I squeaked.  He cleared his throat.

"Hello Patton.  I was just about to head over to the park, so I'll uh, meet you there I suppose?  If you needed something from here that is,"  he raised his hands to his collar like he was about to adjust his tie, but he didn't have a tie and just ended up dropping his hands back to his sides.

"Um, nope!"  I chirped, rubbing the back of my neck nervously, "I can, uh, walk with you to the park.  If you want.  Or if you don't I can, uh, stay here for a while?"  I continued to ramble for a bit before I trailed off and looked down at my shoes.  I heard Logan chuckle.

"Come on Patton.  There is no harm in us walking to the same destination together,"  he started towards me and the door and my heart jumped.  "I'm excited to spend the day with you,"  he smiled at me and I felt my face get even warmer and I followed him out of the library.

As the door closed behind us I swear I heard a voice scream 

"I SHIP IT!"

Hey guys.  I am tired so I'm sorry if this chapter is absolute crap...  *nervous laughter*.... it is by far the longest chapter so far, and I don't know if you guys like it or not.  Please let me know if you like the long chapter or if you'd rather I keep it short.  WARNING:   Next two chapters will be extremely cute.  I hope.  Maybe they'll be terrible and I'll suck at writing, but hey, I'm trying.

Ok.  Goodnight everyone!