Logan looked up at a little huff of air. He wiped his eyes quickly with the back of his hand.

Patton pulled his hand out of Logan's grip and pushed himself up. With a little groan, he rubbed his eyes. He blinked and looked around.

When his eyes fell on Logan, his face split into one of his sunshine grins, excited and wide. Logan hadn't realised how much he'd loved those smiles before-

"Lo!" Patton launched himself at Logan with a squeal and hugged him tightly. Taken by surprise, Logan was thrown back off his knees and landed on the floor with a thud. He let out a small, disbelieving laugh and hugged Patton tightly.

Logan buried his face in Patton's shoulder, feeling more tears spring to his eyes. Patton was here and he was alive and he was awake and he was here.

"Hold on, I need my glasses, you're all blurry." Patton pulled back with a small laugh and groped around on the bedside table for his glasses. He pushed them onto his nose and blinked the world into focus.

Logan cupped Patton's face, he couldn't help but smile. Patton returned his grin, brown eyes twinkling. Logan let out a small laugh of almost relief and hugged Patton again.

"I really thought I'd lost you." He whispered, tears blurring his vision.

Patton pulled back, tilting his head like a confused puppy. "Why would you ever think that?" He sounded so confused and innocent. "I love you, I'd never leave you."

Logan laughed and shrugged and hugged Patton again. "I don't know, I don't know." He muttered. "I'm just glad you're alright."

Patton hugged Logan tightly. "I missed you." He said quietly. "I really missed you."

Logan laughed, though it might have been a quiet sob. "I missed you too."

Patton gasped and broke the hug all of a sudden. He scrambled up off Logan's lap and pulled Logan up too. "Look, look, I haven't shown you!"

Patton spun around and Logan only just now registered he was wearing a dress. The skirt spun out around him as he twirled before falling back into heavy folds of blue fabric when he stopped. Logan felt blood rush to his face.

Patton grinned and clapped excitedly. "What d'you think?" He gave a small turn, looking down and laughing at the way the skirt twirled. "I told you I'd look pretty, didn't I? What d'you think?"

Logan swallowed. He felt like he couldn't speak.

God, he was so in love with this boy.

"You look divine." Logan said hoarsely. Patton looked up at him, his mouth hanging open in a little 'o' of surprise. He blushed pink and looked down, smiling shyly.

"Thank you." He twisted his hands in front of him. "I thought, maybe, you know, if we ever tried the waltz again, I could wear this? It'd look really pretty, I think, on all the turns. Only if you want to, of course."

God, Logan was so in love with this boy.

"Of course." Logan said. He reached out hesitantly for Patton's hand. "And now we don't even have to pretend." He said quietly, running his thumb over the back of Patton's finger.

Patton stared at him like he'd just remembered. "Oh! Lo, I never told you! I'm the prince, Prince of Iredia, right?!" Patton laughed excitedly, swinging Logan's hand. "I told you your betrothed was real! I'm him! I'm the prince!" His smile dropped. "Oh, Lo, I'm the prince."

"And you will do brilliantly." Logan said. He drew slightly closer to Patton. "If I can muddle along for 17 years with my limited knowledge of the world, you will be the perfect prince."

"But you wanted to run away." Patton said. "You wanted to run away with Pat the Nobody. And instead you get me, Prince Patton of-"

"They are the same person." Logan interrupted. "Just because your title has changed, does not mean you have. And I wanted to run away because I felt suffocated." He cupped Patton's face gently. "With you, I can finally breathe."

That... felt weird. Did I do that right?
Bye,
Blaize