Logicality high school au where Logan has to tutor patton who pretends not to understand the lessons so he can spend time with Logan. Poor Logan has no clue patton has this huge crush on him so imagine his surprise when Patton is giving him math, and science pick up lines and if that wasn't strange he finds out that patton actually know these lessons so he goes to confront patton
Logan wasn’t sure how he’d gotten stuck tutoring Patton, but one thing was certain: his patience as an educator was definitely better than he’d thought. He’d been tutoring him after school on Wednesdays for a couple weeks now, and with each lesson, Logan found himself repeating things over and over again because of Patton’s short attention span. He didn’t know why the other student would constantly zone out while he was staring at the board, but Logan had had to snap him out of it twice during this session alone.
Patton was currently sitting on a desk, facing a relatively exasperated Logan and a hectic whiteboard. “So… you’re saying that if the person is five feet tall…” he started, swinging his feet.
“Yes, go on…” Logan urged, hoping this lesson was finally sinking in.
“So they’re five feet tall… and look to the tippy top of a tree in front of them….”
“Yes?” The student tutor leaned forward in his chair expectantly.
“Then… the hypotenuse is 80!” Patton beamed and Logan suppressed a groan.
“N-no, not quite. Not at all, actually. Patton, can you tell me the units in which you were giving your solution?” he prompted, already knowing the answer he’d receive.
“80… d… degrees?” Patton said sheepishly, slowing his kicking as he gave Logan his patented doe eyes. Honestly, he’d think he’d know by now that that look did not make all of his answers correct. In fact, that look statistically never increased his odds of being correct. He was always wrong regardless of whether or not he gave Logan those eyes, so why did he keep trying? Logan shook his head to clear his thoughts before steepling his hands and directing their point at the other student.
“Feet, Patton. You were solving for the distance between the person and the tree in feet. The individual is five feet tall, the tree is twelve feet tall, and I gave you the angle of 70 degrees from eye-level to the top of the tree– which is a fact that you seemed to have forgotten. This is all sufficient enough data to solve for the distance from the tree. So if you were to plug in all of these data points,” he turned to the whiteboard and started drawing a very simplistic image of a stick figure near a pine tree, “then you’d be able to find that by looking up to the top of the tree at a 70 degree angle, the individual is roughly two and a half feet away from the tree.” When Logan turned around from the board, capping his pen, he was met with Patton’s glazed-over expression for what felt like the dozenth time this session. “Patton, are you even listening?” Patton sat there happily swaying his feet back and forth for a little while longer before realizing that Logan had stopped talking.
“Oh! Sorry, Logan,” he said, a deep blush burning across his cheeks and hiding his freckles, “I must’ve fazed out again a little.” Logan sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose.
“That’s alright, Patton, it’s been a long session, let’s call it a wrap and try again some more tomorrow.” Logan started packing up his bag and Patton hopped off the desk and gathered up his things as well.
“Sorry about that problem, I guess that angle and I were both pretty obtuse,” Patton chuckled as he stuffed his folders away. “Wish I could’ve seen that other one twice though. Then I’d have had 20/20 vision to find the answer!” He slung his bag over his shoulder as Logan shook his head.
“I’ll never understand how you come up with those so fast,” he said, honestly impressed by the use of wordplay. Patton beamed.
“I’m good at what I like! I’ll see you tomorrow, Logan.” He waved before heading out the door and down the hall. Logan stood in the room for a little while longer, organizing his bag as he went over his last encounter again.
Obtuse… clever use of double meaning… the other angle, 20, twice… 20/20 vision, Logan chuckled to himself and then froze. Wait. He turned to the board and looked over the sketch he’d drawn. 5-foot person, 12-foot tree, 70 degree angle, and 2.55-foot distance. He hadn’t marked the other angle and he wouldn’t have been so suspicious had Patton not insisted he use a calculator two days ago to calculate 12 plus 8 when he noticed he didn’t have enough fingers. He turned back from the board and saw a piece of scrap paper on the floor near where Patton had been sitting. Curious.
Logan walked over and picked it up. Patton’s name was scrawled across the top along with a bunch of tiny hearts and heart-eyed smiley faces and animals. Logan laughed a little at the doodles, but the small laugh died down as his eyes scanned down the rest of the page. There were small graphs, all labeled with the curly script from the top of the page, sketching out lessons Logan had mentioned in passing at the start of the session. Patton had apparently not only taken note of all of his hypothetical equations, he’d actually solved them, seemingly before they moved on to the main problems no less. There was no reason, Logan thought, for Patton to be in these tutoring sessions. In fact, he could probably apply to be a tutor himself if this paper was adequate proof of his abilities.
He stuffed the paper in his backpack and leaned out into the hallway, hoping to find Patton still by the lockers, but the few students waiting for the late bus were heading out and Patton was nowhere in sight. Well, he’d have to confront him tomorrow, he supposed. Logan hoisted his backpack onto his shoulders and exited the room, turning out the lights behind him.
The next day, Logan stood at his locker for ten minutes before finally spotting Patton through the waves of students. He waited for Patton to get to his own locker before making his way across the hall.
“Hello, Patton,” Logan greeted, startling the other student.
“Oh! Logan, hi! I– sorry, I didn’t see you there.” He smiled, but was seemingly having a hard time catching his breath. Logan made a mental note to announce himself a bit more subtly in the future.
“That’s quite alright, I just wanted to talk to you about something I found slightly peculiar,” he held up the paper he’d found the day prior. “I believe this is yours?”
Patton squinted at the paper before giving a small nod. “Y-yeah, that’s my note sheet.”
“Okay, so now that we’ve cleared that up, maybe you’d be able to clear up why someone as smart as you is requiring tutoring sessions?” Logan asked matter-of-factly, handing Patton back his sheet of paper. Patton’s blush deepened and he turned back to close his locker.
“I- uh, well…” he stammered. “I guess I just… wanted to hang out with you?” Logan quirked an eyebrow and Patton nervously continued. “I, um, oh wow I didn’t think I’d be doing this this morning, but, uh… I… I really like you? Like, like like you, you know? I didn’t know how to tell you, so I just figured ‘hey, Logan does tutoring, maybe I could hang out with him there!’ which, now that I say it, it sounds kinda weird, but I didn’t know how else to go about it and I–” Patton’s words had started to tumble out in a single train of thought, but he manage to stop himself before he completely derailed. He looked at Logan and saw that he was still trying to process everything. “Basically, I really like you, Logan.” He summarized with a sheepish smile.
Now it was Logan’s turn to blush. Patton’s words sank in and suddenly everything made sense: Patton requesting tutoring out of the blue, him always giving those big doe eyes and getting that glossed look whenever Logan started explaining things. Patton was utterly infatuated with him. And Logan couldn’t deny that there were definitely some kind of feelings in return.
“I– um,” Logan paused, weighing his words, “I think that I feel something for you as well.” Patton beamed and Logan felt a warmth spread in his chest. “I’m not… entirely sure of what the feeling is, but I think… I think I’d like to find out. With you, of course.”
“Aww, Logan!” Patton pulled him into a big hug and Logan felt his cheeks burn in embarrassment. “That’d be perfect! How about a movie or something next weekend?” Logan thought for a moment.
“I would like that… as long as you stop pretending to be bad at math.”
Patton chuckled. “Yeah, that wasn’t really the best plan, I’ll admit, but you get so excited about math!” Logan crossed his arms with a smile. “Okay okay, but next week, movies. It’s a date!” Patton beamed as the first warning bell rang. “I’ll see you after school, let’s meet in the library this time!” He darted down the hall with a wave and Logan started walking to first period.
