Summary: Logan is an English teacher at the local high school, he and his partner Patton have adopted two kids: Missy (Misleading Compliment) and Jesse (Pranks). Logan often brings home one of his students, Virgil, for dinner. Virgil is raised by a single mom who has to work several minimum wage jobs just to pay the bills and is immensely thankful that the Sanders watch out for her son. A few months back, Logan started bringing another student home too, Roman. Roman’s dad is incredibly abusive, mentally and physically. After a while, Patton and Logan decide that they need to do something.
Pairings: Logicality
Other characters: DC Truman (Deceit) and Shelly (Self-hate)
Warnings: Depictions of violence, abuse, mild cursing
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After dinner was eaten and homework was done, everyone gathered in the living room for a movie. It was Roman’s choice tonight, so they ended up watching Moana. Roman snuggled up with Patton on the couch and Virgil sat on the floor in front of them. Missy and Jesse sat on the other couch. Much to Jesse’s annoyance, everyone sang along to every song. After the first 3 songs, 2 of which weren’t even in English, he went to sit with Logan in the kitchen where he was grading papers. Jesse plugged in some headphones and read a book. Logan glanced up at his son and smiled before going back to grading.
After about an hour, a song came on but no one was singing. Logan got up and went into the living room to check on everyone. Jesse had gone up to bed a while ago, but everyone else was still in the living room. Roman and Patton had fallen asleep snuggled together, Virgil was asleep against the couch in front of them with Missy cuddled up against his side and using his shoulder as a pillow. Logan smiled softly and took a picture. They all looked so peaceful, he didn’t want to wake them up but it was almost eleven o’clock and Roman and Virgil needed to get home. Logan crept behind the couch and carefully woke up Patton.
“Pat, love,” Logan gently shook Patton’s shoulder, enough to wake him up but not enough to wake up Roman. “Patton, wake up.”
“Hmm…” Patton opened his eyes and smiled up at Logan. “Lo? What time is it?”
“Almost eleven, we need to get the boys home.” Logan motioned to the sleeping teens, Patton stifled a giggle, but his smile grew wider. “I’ll get the keys if you wake them all up?”
“Sure, did you take a picture, Logan?” Patton asked as Logan straightened.
“Of course I did,” Logan said as he showed Patton his phone. Patton almost squealed from how cute it was. As Logan walked away to get the car keys, he heard Patton gently waking the sleeping teens. Virgil carried Missy upstairs to her room, not wanting to wake her and Roman went to put his shoes back on. Once everyone had their shoes and bags, Logan ushered them all out the door. Before they’d even gotten a block away from the house, Patton quietly got Logan’s attention.
“Lo, look,” Patton was looking at the backseat. Logan looked in the rearview mirror and saw that Virgil had fallen asleep with his head on Roman’s shoulder. Roman’s head was nestled right on top of Virgil’s. Patton took out his phone and took a picture. “They’re just so cute, Lo!”
“That is very accurate, Pat,” Logan refocused on the road as he drove to Virgil’s house.
“I’m glad that Roman can still smile, despite everything,” Patton said quietly, still watching the sleeping boys. “He sure is a fighter, huh?”
“He is, but he won’t have to fight much longer,” Logan said, his jaw set. They pulled up to Virgil’s apartment complex.
“Alright, Virgil,” Patton reached back and shook his shoulder gently to wake him up. “Head upstairs and go right to bed.”
“Thanks for the ride, guys,” Virgil mumbled as he untangled himself from Roman and grabbed his bag. “And thanks for dinner, Patton.”
“You’re welcome, kiddo,” Patton beamed. “Have a good night.”
“Good night, Virgil,” Logan said.
“Night,” Virgil got out of the car and went into the complex. Once a light flashed on upstairs to signal that he’d made it in ok, Logan pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards Roman’s house.
“Do we have to take him there?” Patton asked with a pout as he looked back at the sleeping Roman. He looked so much more peaceful like this than when he was awake.
“Yes, Patton,” Logan said sadly. “I don’t like it either, but you remember the deal we made with the officer. Roman goes home every night and our names don’t go on the reports. This is his last night if everything goes well.”
“You’re right, I just worry about him.” Patton sighed.
“He has our numbers if he needs us,” Logan reminded him, reaching over to take his hand. “He’ll be ok for one more night.” Logan pulled into the driveway and turned off the car. Logan and Patton got out of the car and Patton opened Roman’s door to wake him up.
“Roman, kiddo, you gotta wake up,” Patton said quietly. Roman got out of the car groggily.
“Just one more night, Roman,” Logan put a steady hand on Roman’s shoulder. “Pack a bag in the morning with as many clothes as you can and bring it to the house first thing, ok?”
“Thanks, Logan, Patton, for everything,” Roman said with a yawn. Patton pulled him in for a hug and whispered something into his ear. Roman was smiling when they separated. Logan gave him a hug too before sending up the walk to his father’s house. There was a light on in the kitchen, but the rest of the house was dark. After a few minutes, a light upstairs flickered. They both let out the breath they had been holding and got back in the car to head home. When they were a block away, Roman’s light started flickering before staying on for the rest of the night.
Summary: Logan is an English teacher at the local high school, he and his partner Patton have adopted two kids: Missy (Misleading Compliment) and Jesse (Pranks). Logan often brings home one of his students, Virgil, for dinner. Virgil is raised by a single mom who has to work several minimum wage jobs just to pay the bills and is immensely thankful that the Sanders watch out for her son. A few months back, Logan started bringing another student home too, Roman. Roman’s dad is incredibly abusive, mentally and physically. After a while, Patton and Logan decide that they need to do something.
Pairings: Logicality
Other characters: DC Truman (Deceit) and Shelly (Self-hate)
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Tagged: @the-angriest-bean
Warnings: Depictions of violence, abuse, mild cursing
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Logan pulled into a spot in front of the police station and turned off the car. He turned to the teens in the backseat.
“Roman, Officer Thomas already knows quite a bit about your situation from Patton filing reports. Thomas is a friend, he’ll help us and keep us safe.” Roman nodded but didn’t say anything. “All you have to do is tell Thomas what happened the last two nights. I don’t know if we’ll be able to go in with you but we’ll be right outside the door the whole time.”
“Ok,” Roman muttered, his bravado seemed to have been left at that little café. Virgil took his hand and gave it a squeeze before letting go. Roman missed the comforting touch as soon as it was gone but pushed that thought away.
“Are you ready, Roman?” Logan asked. “Or would you like to wait for Patton?”
“Could-could we wait?” Roman asked looking at his knees.
“Sure, he shouldn’t be too long,” Logan turned around in the front seat.
“You ok, Ro?” Virgil asked quietly, watching him through his bangs as he scrolled through Tumblr. Roman shook his head. “You wanna talk about it?”
“I’m scared,” Roman admitted in a voice so quiet that Virgil almost didn’t hear it. “Everyone in town knows my dad. Everyone thinks he’s such a great guy. What if nobody believes me?”
“We believe you,” Virgil reached out his hand again but froze before taking Roman’s again. Roman took Virgil’s outstretched hand so quickly, almost like he expected it to disappear. After a moment of surprised confusion, Virgil started to rub comforting circles with his thumb. “Everyone else will too once it all comes to light. Don’t worry, Ro.”
“What if I get blamed?” Pricks formed behind Roman’s eyes. “What if someone else starts-“
“Roman, no one else will hurt you ever again,” The agency in Virgil’s voice made Roman look up. “Logan and Patton will protect you. Officer Thomas will protect you.”
“What if someone happens to them? What if something happens to you?”
“Nothing’s going to happen to me. No one cares about me enough to come after me, don’t worry about that,” Virgil said. He said similar things a lot. Roman and the Sanders were the only people besides his mom who cared about him.
“What- no, that’s not true,” Roman looked worried.
“Well, no one but you guys anyway,” Virgil shrugged and Roman squeezed his hand.
“Patton’s here, are you ready Roman?” Logan looked at Roman in the rearview mirror, he was pale and swallowed thickly before speaking.
“I-I think so,” Roman said quietly, looking down at his right hand which was still holding Virgil’s.
“You’ll be fine, Ro,” Virgil said with a rare full smile. Roman nodded and the three of them got out of the car. Virgil didn’t let go of Roman’s hand.
___*****___
Logan led them all inside. The building was large and spacious, directly in front of them was a check-in desk for visitors and the general public, off to the side was another desk marked for the police officers. Next to that desk was a set of double doors that never seemed to be fully closed as someone was always walking out of them. Through these doors, Roman could catch glimpses of the officers and their desks. On the other side of the room was another set of doors, these were closed tightly and had an officer standing guard next to them. An officer walked up to the guard and showed him her badge. He pushed a button on the desk in front of him and the doors unlocked with a metallic click. The officer walked through one and into a stairwell going down.
Patton gave Roman a small push to keep him walking as he looked around the space. Logan went straight to the center desk and asked for Officer Thomas Sanders.
“Wait, Sanders?” Virgil asked, turning to Patton as the lady at the desk called for the officer to come to the lobby. “Are you guys related?”
“Nope, just a happy accident,” Patton said cheerfully. “We did all go to college together though. Small world, huh kiddos?” Roman nodded stiffly but didn’t say anything.
“Yeah, infinitesimal,” Virgil said with a smirk as Logan walked over. “Wouldn’t ya say, teach?”
“That was one time, Virgil!” Logan said with a huff. As they all went to sit down on a couch to wait. “I regret allowing Patton to tell you that story.”
“Oh come on, Logan,” Patton laughed. “It was pretty funny if you think about it.”
“No, it wasn’t,” Logan said, crossing his arms and trying to turn his smile into a grimace and failing horribly. They all burst out laughing and Logan gave up, giving his partner a fond smile.
“Patton, Logan, good to see you guys again,” A man said as he came over, the laughter died almost instantly. He had warm brown eyes and hair to match. His smile was wide and welcoming. “I only wish it were under better circumstances.”
“Hello Thomas,” Logan stood up to shake the man’s hand.
“Hey there, kiddo,” Patton stood up and gave the man a quick hug.
“Man, you two haven’t changed a bit,” Thomas said, ruffling his hair with one hand. “I take it this is Roman and Virgil?” The teens stood to greet Thomas. Roman let go of Virgil’s hand as they stood and shook Thomas’ outstretched one. Virgil did the same before taking Roman’s hand again.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you both,” Thomas said with a smile. “Shall we go into the back? We can talk in the conference room instead of at my little desk.”
“Sure, Thomas,” Logan nodded. “We’ll follow you.”
Thomas led them back through the double doors he’d come out of and into the office area of the station. There were at least 40 desks crammed into the large room, facing each other in pairs. Thomas led them to a room off to the side with big windows that overlooked the whole room. As he stepped in, he drew the blinds on the windows to give them privacy. Roman swallowed thickly and squeezed Virgil’s hand. Virgil turned to look at him. He looked downright terrified. Virgil squeezed back and tightened his grip on Roman’s hand. They sat down at the long wooden table that dominated the room. Their joined hands laying on the arm of Roman’s chair. Patton sat next to Roman and Logan took the seat next to Virgil. Thomas closed the door, drew the blind on that too, and took a seat on the opposite side of the table. He pulled a thick folder towards him from where it’d been laying in the middle of the table. He opened it and Roman’s school picture was paperclipped to the top sheet.
“Alright, so Roman you know that Patton has been filing anonymous reports on your behalf for the last 3 months, right?” Thomas asked as he flipped through the thick stack. Roman nodded before realizing that he should probably say something.
“Uhm, yeah, he told me he’d been doing that,” Roman said quietly.
“When was the first incident?” Thomas asked as he scanned a page. “The first report I have is from late September.”
“I first noticed the bruises around the second week of classes, so end of August early September,” Logan said adjusting his glasses. “I brought him to Patton a couple weeks later when he came to school with a split lip and a black eye.”
“Alright,” Thomas said, jotting everything down on a notepad. “Patton, that was when you first reached out to me wasn’t it?”
“Yeah it was, Logan had said that Roman was showing up for school hurt for a couple weeks,” Patton said looking at Roman. “We didn’t know why until that night though.”
“I did,” Virgil said quietly. Logan and Patton’s eyes widened as they look at him. “I’d known all summer.”
“Virgil, why didn’t you tell us?” Patton asked sadly.
“I asked him not to,” Roman hung his head. “Virgil had seen my father throw a plate at the back of my head as I left the house one day. I had left a couple dishes in the sink instead of putting them in the dishwasher like I was supposed to.”
“Virgil, was that the only incident you saw?” Thomas asked as he wrote.
“No,” Virgil looked at Roman before continuing. “I’d made it a habit to walk by Roman’s house whenever I could. I saw his dad hit him with books, throw him against walls, punch walls near his head. I heard him yelling things at Roman. About how he was worthless, a disappointment, not any good at anything. That’s when I asked Roman what was going on.”
“How long had this been happening, Roman?” Thomas asked with concern.
“I guess it’d always been bad,” Roman shrugged. “It got worse last year when my step-mom left him for someone without any kids. He blamed me for that but he hadn’t been nice to her either. It was mostly verbal stuff though but when she left…” Roman’s eyes started to sting with the tears he was holding back. Not wanting to cry in front of the officer.
“Are you still in contact with her?” Thomas asked. Roman shook his head.
“I-I haven’t heard from her since she left,” Roman said, still trying to stop the tears. Virgil squeezed his hand tightly and started rubbing circles again.
“Were there any incidents after Patton started filing reports that we don’t have records of yet?” Thomas asked.
“I don’t think so,” Roman glanced at Patton. “A couple weeks after I first went over to their house, Logan invited me to come every night for dinner. And I started coming for breakfast too soon after.”
“Well, we’ll need to fill out reports for the incidents during the summer and prior to that. As well as reports for the last two days,” Thomas said as he closed the file. “Let me go get a computer and we can start filling those out, ok?” Thomas stood to leave when a young officer poked his head in the room. Shouts could be heard from the lobby.
“Sanders, we have a situation out here,” the officer said.
“What’s going on?” Thomas asked, his forehead creasing as the shouts got louder.
“It’s Mr. Prince, he’s here and demanding his son.”
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