I swear this is my last vent-oneshot. I'll work on requests soon. Forgive me. Still not accepting new requests, I'm sorry.

Logan understood a lot of things. From a logical point of view, there was almost nothing he couldn't understand, so long as he tried to. He was very smart, and he knew that.

He also knew there was plenty in the world that he didn't quite understand. Feelings were one of those things. He especially lacked the knowledge of how to comfort someone who was upset.

Thinking about this had been keeping him up all night. He just wished he were better at being there for people, especially the few people in the world he cared about.

Patton had been walking to the bathroom when he noticed the lights in Logan's room had not been turned off. He assumed the logical trait had fallen asleep while working on something, a usual occurrence, and planned to make sure he was comfortable and then turn off the lights for him, but when he opened the door he did not find what he was expecting.

Logan was sat upright in the bed, head in his hands and seeming very concentrated. He didn't hear Patton entering, and jumped when he saw feet on the ground in front of him, looking up and sighing in relief to find it was only Patton.

"Sorry to startle you, Logan." The parent frowned. "Just wondering what's keeping you up and lost in thought. You doing alright?" He questioned. Logan frowned.

"I am fine." He nodded slowly, thinking about it. "At least physically, there is no problem. Otherwise, I am unsure. I have... a bit of a problem."

Patton frowned more, sitting down next to the teacher and wrapping an arm around him in a side hug. "Would you like to talk about it?" He offered.

"It's difficult to explain," Logan began. Patton gave him a look that told him he would sit there as long as it took, causing Logan to give a small sad smile.

"Well," he started again. "I feel.. bad. Because I don't understand some things."

"No one understands everything." Patton pointed out, and Logan nodded.

"Yes, but this particular thing is something useful that I think I should know, in order to help my friends." He sighed. "Like I said... it is difficult explaining this."

"What is this particular thing?" Patton asked.

Logan took a while to answer. "Comforting people who are sad. I feel as if I don't help any, because all I can do is see the logical side of things. I do not know enough about feelings to make them happy."

"Sometimes a person doesn't need something to cheer them up." Patton pointed out. "Sometimes just talking is good enough."

"The problem is, though, that I can't tell which a person needs at the time. If they do need to be cheered up, I don't understand how, or even why." He sighed. "Even in situations where they tell me I've helped, I still feel as if I didn't do as good as I should have. If I understood feelings, then I would be able to help, right?"

"Maybe." Patton said. "Okay, how about this... I'm upset. How are you going to help me?"

"I would ask you what is causing you to be upset. Then, I would offer my advice to fix the problem. But... if there is no problem, which I understand happens sometimes, I don't know how to help them. Even when I really want to." Logan hid his face in his hands, sighing loudly.

"Hey, Logan, don't worry." Patton hugged him tighter. "You listen to them, right?" Logan nodded. "Well I'll tell you a secret. When most people are upset they don't need advice, or kind words, or even someone to make them smile. A lot of the time, they just want someone to listen."

Logan paused, thinking. "So... just by listening to what is wrong I could help them?" He asked, and Patton nodded. "I... Thank you, Patton. You have helped me out a lot."

"No problem, Logan." He smiled, nervously leaning up and pressing a kiss to his cheek, chuckling. "Honestly? You make me happy just by being around. I'm sure people will understand when you comfort them that you're trying your hardest. They'll appreciate that you care."

Logan took in this information with a nod, a smile growing on his lips. He felt a lot better about this now. "Thank you." He said to Patton once again, genuinely happy to know how he could cheer his friends up when they needed it.

"No problem, Logan." Patton whispered as he hugged him again, both arms wrapped around him this time. Logan hugged back happily.

Who's crying I'm not crying you're crying what (ignore me I'm a depressed piece of shit. Basically I'm gonna be leaving for the weekend and maybe longer idk)

Even tho I gave this a happy ending and tried to reason with myself that the points I made in it are true I just

I feel like such a useless friend.

I honestly really wish I had someone to talk about things with but... my only friend doesn't even know what's been going on all day and because they were happy with their boyfriend I wasn't gonna say that I had a bad day and make theirs bad and then they felt bad later on and I just-I'm so bad at being there for people.

Okay honestly tho Logan is my favorite bc I relate to him a lot about not getting feelings so that's why I basically wrote him feeling this way since I feel like this too.

I feel a little more like myself after hanging out with my friend and their bf earlier but. I'm still so sad and frustrated and unfocused so I'll probably just avoid writing this weekend while my family are over (which means I'm putting off the things people already requested I'm sorry I'll do them as soon as I'm back). Anyways. Let's move on from me.

I hope that you enjoyed reading this. Thank you for reading. Bye-Bob

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