Ignorance

I love you too, my starlight... He gently kisses away Patton’s remaining t-ars.

working habits aren’t very healthy. I’m aware of that. But... I will try to better them. For you. I’m sorry again. Logan hugs Patton close to his chest.

Logan blinked in surprise. He carefully lay down beside Patton. I will be taking that break you suggested... it isn’t silly, it really isn’t...

Logan’s heart sank. He hated seeing his Patton so upset. He set the cookies on the nightstand. ...I’m sorry... I-I was simply overworked and under pressure...

Logan sighed heavily and looked back at his work, clenching his head. God, what was wrong with him..? He looked at the stress dog, and gently squeezed it. He began ...

I said, I need. To finish this. Goodness, why must you keep insisting on something as silly as this... you are being a distraction, so please, leave.

Oh, what an astute observation. (/s) Could you please leave me alone for the time being? I need to work on this.

No. Like I said, I’m busy. And I have to work on this stuff for Thomas.

...Fine. He’s not being controlled, he’s just highly irritable from being overworked.

I’m fine. Just busy. And that is not “barely above a whisper”.

Logan tensed a bit. ...Thanks, but please, do not talk so loud...

(Ooh, I like it, I’ll start it) Logan sighed as he worked. He sipped at his coffee, bags under his eyes.

(Logicality hurt/comfort then, how should it work?)

(Hmm... I’m kind of in a hurt/comfort mood tbh, any pairing works)

Alright, sounds good to me! Let’s decide on characters, then. Who’s who, I mean.