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Lurch took his bag at the door, and before he could even get a breath in, there was Remus, clinging to his leg.
"uncle Patton! your home early!!! we made biscuits! and! Father said I can get some REAL TNT if I do good on my math!"
Patton hugs Remus, and there's a distinct scwealch noise "we can do some practice tonight then, hm?"
"yeah! Uncle Logan's upstairs... he's probably so excited to see you that his head exploded and now their will be brains in the carpet and blood on the walls!"
"I missed him to, mind giving me a moment to say hi?"
"Imma go tell Janus your home!" He says, running down the hall.
Patton knocked on the door of his and Logan's shared room, to no response, so he opened it, and near swooned. Logan lay on his bed of nails, dozing with a book in his hands, monocle pushed firm on his skin - and wearing Patton's 'missing' jumper.
Patton sat on his own plush bed, watching Logan sleep for a moment, utterly content
"robbing more then graves nowadays?" He whispers, and Logan stirs
"Beloved?"
"I missed you... you look lovely in green"
"and I you. you know my stance on the colour, however this is rather soft. Do not expect it back."
Patton laughs "oh the horror. Your welcome to it, for a price"
"a price?"
"Lots of kisses whenever you wear it"
Now Logan gives a wry chuckle
"you drive a hard bargain dear - but I accept and request we begin payment right this moment"