Requested by zanderlancerart!

Warnings: Unsympathetic/Abusive Patton, Injuries, Physical abuse/beating, Needle mention, lmk if I need to add anything else!

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Logan cried out gently in frustration, trying to stitch his arm where Patton had accidentally cut him. Patton had kicked his arm and, unfortunately for Logan, his heel scraped badly against his skin and dug deep enough that bandages just wouldn't do. But it was a lot harder than he thought it'd be to stitch yourself up, especially when your non-dominant arm was the one uninjured.

His hands were also bruised, from when Patton had stepped on him. Logan was sure a finger or two was broken. And his back ached terribly. Logan had yet to find a chance to look at his torso and his face. He knew both were probably turning shades of black and blue by now, though, and just hoped he didn't have any internal bleeding.

Another thing that made it difficult to stitch your own arm were your tears.

Logan took a shuddering breath and let go of the needle after he punctured his skin in the wrong place, again. His hand was trembling but his vision was also impaired by the tears he had yet to shed. He couldn't let them fall when Patton was beating him. It would mean he had given in, mean that Logan was weak.

He didn't hear his door open, but he heard the startled yelp of his name that followed. Logan hunched over, covering his mouth and sobbing silently. Whoever had come into his room was crouching in front of Logan, but not touching, not wanting to put pressure on any of Logan's injuries.

"Lo, darling, please, can you stand?"

Logan recognized Deceit's voice. He whimpered softly, shook his head, and heard Deceit curse. Logan really couldn't even feel his feet. "I don't want to hurt you more, but I want to take you to my room. If I carry you, it'll hurt but it'll be faster since I could sink out. You think you can hold onto me?"

Logan tried to nod, and Deceit must've got the hint as he moved between Logan's legs. He moved Logan as carefully as he could, but Logan still winced at the pain that flashed through his bones. This earned Logan gentle apologies as Deceit made sure he had a good hold on Logan before standing upright, taking the side with him.

He buried his bruising face into Deceit's shoulder, and Deceit whispered more apologies right before sinking out. To the dark commons, Logan assumed, when he opened his eyes and glanced up and saw the blurred forms of what appeared to be a living room.

"Remus! Get the first aid kit, Logan's hurt!"

Logan let out a soft groan as Deceit settled him on the couch, placing a light kiss to Logan's forehead. "You're going to be alright, Love. Just hang in there, and we'll have you patched up in no time." Logan just nodded, exhaling slowly and trying to stop himself from trembling but he just couldn't. He closed his eyes to try and relax. He was in good hands.

"Who hurt him?" Remus was next to Logan, and the logical side felt the couch shift under the weight. He heard Remus hiss and a warm hand grazed over Logan's back.

"I don't know, but priorities Remus. Heal him up, then beat the shit out of the side who did this after."

Logan didn't have the energy to scold Deceit on the comment, or tell him they couldn't just go beat up one of the others. As if that would actually solve anything. He would admit it was a nice thought though, Patton getting exactly what he deserves.

"Right, right. I'll start with his back and you stitch his arm?"

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Logan really doesn't remember most of the time it took to treat his injuries. Apparently Patton had also cut his back multiple times, and Remus had to stitch up some cuts there as well. Deceit was icing his face during that time until Remus was able to use his own abilities to heal the bruises faster.

Once they were done, Remus made the first aid kit disappear and coaxed Logan into his arms. Logan says coaxed, but he really didn't need much persuading to fall into Remus's chest.

Deceit draped an arm carefully over Logan's waist, pressing a light kiss to Logan's shoulder. Remus ran his fingers through Logan's hair, occasionally massaging Logan's scalp. Logan practically melted into their soft embraces, almost drifted to sleep too.

"Logie?"

Logan hummed softly at Remus's voice.

"Who did all that to you?"

He hesitated. Deceit shifted, almost shielding Logan from the rest of the world. He was grateful for that, actually. Logan felt more protected with Deceit pressing close behind him.

"Promise you won't go and hurt him?"

"Why in the world would you not want us to!" Logan flinched slightly at Deceit's volume, and Deceit pressed another kiss to his shoulder as an apology. He lowered his voice as he continued. "Whoever it was hurt you Lo, hurt you badly. Surely they deserve it."

"They do, but it's not worth putting either of you in harms way."

Logan knew Remus and Deceit were sharing a look. He pressed closer to Remus.

"Just... Please?"

Deceit sighed, and Remus took a deep breath. Logan listened to the steady drumming of Remus's heart.

"Fine."

Logan relaxed a bit. "Patton."

Deceit's arms tightened around him, squeezing Logan just a bit too tightly for a moment before relaxing. "Of course," Deceit muttered.

"What do you want to do, then, Logan? Since you don't want us beating Patton until he looks twice as badly as you did when Dee found you."

Logan bit his lip, glancing up at Remus. His own hand found Deceit's, no gloves on the scaled limbs. Logan didn't hesitate this time when he spoke.

"Can I come live here, with you two?"

His boyfriends nuzzled close. "Of course," Deceit whispered.

"We'll help move your room tomorrow." Remus kissed the top of Logan's head.

"Just sleep now, though."

Logan nodded, eyes drifting shut and he dozed off quickly.