Unaccepted

Chapter 69

TW: mentions of Logan being nsfw

Roman/Princey/Creativity's POV:
Roman is dreaming a flashback, but it's an out-of-body dream:

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I sunk into the hall upstairs. I walked towards Anxiety's room. Just as I was about to knock on his door,  heard an acoustic guitar. Then I heard singing.

"I've never so adored you.."
"I'm twisting allegories now"
"I want to complicate you..."
"Don't let me do this to myself..."
"I'm chasing roller coasters..."
"I've got to have you closer now"
"Endless romantic stories..."
"You never could control me"
"Well, I never really thought that you'd come tonight, while the ground hangs heavy on either side, give me one last kiss while we're far too young to die... far too young to die..."

    His singing was so... sweet. He sounded– better than Thomas somehow, I don't even know. Sure, he's sang in front of us before. In a video, even. It's just... he's so good. Better than the video, we all sounded the same, but this is sweeter. I heard shuffling, so maybe he heard me. I'll go back to my room and act like I didn't hear anything. Then I'll make a lot of wheelchair noise to should like I'm moving towards his room.

    I knocked.
"Anxiety? It's karaoke night" he instantly opened the door and glared dejectedly down at me.

I guess I don't know his name yet in this point in time... and I was in a wheelchair because of Deceit...

"Okay," he mumbled. I frowned a little as I sunk out after I saw him go down the stairs.
Patton saw me and Anxiety, and he instantly speed-walked to a mic.
"Okay, welcome. Umm... Anxiety? You wanna be first?" He asked nervously.
"Sure why not..." he said, rolling his eyes.

    When he got up there, he set up something, or I don't really know actually. I wasn't looking until he spoke,
"I'm gonna be singing "I'm Not Okay (I Promise)" by My Chemical Romance."
Patton gave a weak smile. Logan looked interested, and I'm intrigued because of what I heard earlier.

Oh, this is when he ran upstairs...
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I woke up, blinking rapidly at the light coming in through my window. I yawned, then ran my fingers through my hair. Why did I dream of that flashback? Maybe I should ask Virge later to sing me a song, I don't know. I'll figure it out.

Patton's POV from before Roman woke Logan up to help Virgil:

Ugh, I can't sleep. I'm too energized. I'll just go get something to eat and get back in bed with him later.

After his breakfast....

    I went back to his room, and he wasn't there. I guess he already woke up, I don't know if he woke up naturally or not. I'll just take a bubble bath in the meantime.

After his bath... (A/N: yeah sorry I'm lazy and no one wants the details of Patton eating or of him bathing so calm down)

    I cleaned up and got dressed, my hair is still a little wet, but it's cool. I walked out to go check on Logan. I knocked on his door.
"Logan? It's Patton, can I come in?" What's that noise?
"Ah– um– not now Patton!" He yelled. Is he okay? His door is locked... I'll, uh, check on him later then... hopefully he's okay...

    I went back to my room and grabbed a coloring book and crayons and starting coloring while on my bed, laying down on my stomach.

Logan's POV after Patton walked away:

    Phew, that was almost gonna be an awkward and uncomfortable situation.
"Come on..." I whispered to myself. Finally.

    I heaved a sigh of relief, then realized I made a bit of a mess. I grabbed the jar of Crofter's and threw it away (I have nowhere else to put it, I can't put it in the refrigerator, and I can't leave it unrefrigerated or it'll go bad a lot faster). I then cleaned myself up and washed my hands in my bathroom. Then I rubbed my temples, then took off my glasses to rub my eyes. I really don't want to do that again.

I put my pants back on and turned on the faucet. I blocked the drain with the thing that closes the drain. I waited for the water to fill up almost halfway, then I turned off the faucet. I dunked my face into the water until I needed to take a breath. I jerked back and inhaled heavily, wiping my face with the towel. I then wiped my eyes and looked in the mirror. I sighed. Damn. I frowned.

    I put my glasses back on then walked outside, putting a monotone face on, and I walked to Patton's room. I knocked.
"Patton? It's Logan." I said. The door opened almost instantly.

(A/N: it's kinda hard in Logan's POV to describe things bc I use figurative language a lot and obv Logan doesn't use figurative language almost ever so–)

    "Logan!!" Patton exclaimed, smiling and jumping up and down for a few seconds.
"Calm down, I'm not that exciting," I said.
"Aw Logan, I'm always excited when I'm with you!" Patton said, kissing me on the cheek. I smiled, possibly blushing too.

"You're the least popular character and you know it."