TW: okay, kinda-sorta mentions of sexual harassment (actually, it's Logan talking about sexual harassment in a book)

Idk if I made a first kiss thing for logicality but I don't wanna check.

But I don't think I did.

Anyways!

High school au

{Logan's POV}

Patton and I walked through the halls of our school to the library, since we both needed to get certain books.

I personally needed a copy of the textbook my Spanish teacher handed out, but someone had somehow managed to open my locker and take it.

I know that because I never lose anything.

That, and the cameras in the halls, those helped too.

So for now I'm using the library's copy.

I had asked Roman if I could use his, considering he's Hispanic and already speaks fluent Spanish so he doesn't even need to take the class, but he said no. (He had said he only took the class because he didn't want to think about what he's doing, aka, he didn't want to do anything.)

I'd say it's because he doesn't like me.

Patton, if I remember correctly, needs to find a book to write about for an upcoming essay our English teacher assigned for us.

I had already finished mine actually, it was about the book Maybe He Just Likes You. It's about a seventh grade girl going through sexual harassment, only to be told that it's "normal" and "not a big deal" by adults and so-called friends.

While I know it's aimed more for middle schoolers, I'm sure mainly girls, so they know the differences between crushes, aka, genuinely caring for someone, and sexual harassment, aka, an illegal act, I still love how brave the author was to write something like that.

Well actually, I'd say it's not bravery, it's really more of awareness.

Point is, it was an amazing book.

As I was thinking I felt something was off.

I looked around the hall, seeing the usual white walls and bright red lockers, numbers above them so people knew which was which, and even some with stickers or post-it notes with writing on them.

I seen the bulliten board with sign-up sheets for after-school plays (And in this school, if a boy signs up, he's considered gay. Well, was. Remus had screamed at someone when Roman signed up for the Spring musical,  and while he is gay, they really shouldn't assume), basketball, and any other extracurricular activities for students to participate in.

I looked over at Patton, who still had his eyes shut happily, which probably wasn't the best idea, but it seemed like something was different.

Is it me?

I looked Patton up and down first, and noticed his hand was holding my own.

My goodness, how did I not notice that?

Patton started humming and I looked away from him, trying to calm my thoughts.

It felt like all my thoughts were a blur as I felt Patton hold my hand in his.

This had been happening a lot. Not the thoughts thing though, I've been thinking just fine, thank you very much.

Okay, that's a falsehood.

On certain occasions Patton and I would.. what's the word?

Cuddle! That's it!

And when we would it would be oddly... comforting.

It was like a fuzzy kind of feeling, I actually can't describe it.

But when we sat together like that, cuddling, I felt so relaxed around him, like I wouldn't want to get up, that I just wanted to stay with him.

As we would cuddle he'd wrap his arms around me, or I would wrap my arms around him.

I remember the first time we had cuddled, he wrapped his arms around me and pressed a soft kiss to my forehead.

I felt so.. so..

Well, I can't pinpoint it exactly, but I loved that he did that.

And then I kissed his cheek.

It was such an odd thing for me to do, to kiss someone on the cheek, but I'm not exactly saying I wouldn't do it again.

I felt Patton let go of my hand and I turned to him, wondering why he had let go.

I then looked up and seen we were at the library doors.

That made sense.

I opened the doors and we walked in, seeing a few students scattered around and sitting at tables, and of course the librarian herself, at her desk and reading a book.

We walked in and I went over to the Textbooks section, and I noticed Patton had walked over to the LGBTQ section.

As I scanned the books to find the right textbook my thoughts wandered.

Why had I been so upset when Patton let go of my hand? It was such an odd thing to be upset about, our hands were basically just touching.

Why did I feel so relaxed around Patton? I don't feel like that around anyone else, or even when I'm alone.

And when he kissed my forehead. Why was that such a big deal to me? Parents kiss their children's foreheads all the time, such as when they go to sleep, or perhaps when going to school.

Although, that's family love. Patton and I are not related, and when someone else does something like that, it could cause a whole other reaction from the latter.

But Patton had deemed himself the dad of the group, maybe that was how he meant it.

That wouldn't make much since though, since when I had kissed his cheek, he didn't explain the difference and if he did mean it a different way.

"Logan?"

I jumped and turned, seeing Patton holding a book up to his chest and smiling at me a little. "You okay?"

Probably not.

"Of course. So, um, did you get your book?" I asked as I grabbed the textbook, and he nodded excitedly. "Great! So, let's go check these out then." Patton grinned and he took my hand again.

I smiled as he guided me through the shelves of books and to the librarian's desk.

She scanned our books and Patton guided me back out into the hall, still holding my hand.

We walked down the hall hand in hand and Patton started swinging are hands back and forth in a swinging motion.

I smiled and turned to him, seeing him looking ahead with a smile on his own face.

"Patton?"

He hummed as he looked over at me.

"Can we.. talk?"

"About what, Lo?"

What is it about that name I love?

"About when we like, cuddle and I kiss your forehead or you kiss mine."

He sighed and I all of a sudden felt bad for bringing it up.

"Sure, what is it exactly?" He asked and I immediately spoke. "Why?"

"Why what?" He asked and I seen he was genuinely confused about what I had asked him. "Why do you do it?"

"Oh! Well that's simple.." He said and I seen his face turn a tint of pink, "I, well, I like you. Like, a lot."

"Like?" I questioned and he nodded. "What do you mean by that?" "Well, like, I want to date you and stuff." He muttered, looking down at the tile floor.

"Oh."

Oh? Why did I say that?

"Yeah," he mumbled and then looked up at me, "It's fine if you don't like me back though, I'd understand."

"No." I seen his expression sadden before I realized what I had said.

"I mean! Um, I meant that no, as in, well, okay, I don't know what I meant," I continued rambling on before Patton giggled, taking a hold of my face in his hands.

"I get it Lo." I smiled and he smiled back at me.

I took notice that we were closer than before, and I could see that his eyes were the lightest and most beautiful blue I have ever seen.

We were even closer when he pulled our faces closer together, connecting out lips gently.

His lips are so soft, oh my goodness, I can't think of the right words to describe it.

Actually, I can barely process this.

But it felt so nice and I felt like that relaxed I had felt when we cuddled.

After a few more seconds he pulled away.

I couldn't breath, it felt like I couldn't, I was so stunned.

"Logan. Logan, I need you to breath." Patton chuckled as he let go of my face.

I took a breath and he smiled again, "There, see, it's fine."

That was my first kiss.

And it was fantastic.

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I really love that one too, I love how it turned out.

It's now eleven, so I'm heading to bed.

Anyways,

Bi~❤💛💚💙💜