A/N: Meh, sorry this sucks and is all over the place... I'll probably go back over and edit it at some point.

Warnings -

Puns... lots of crappy puns...

It made not a single drop of sense for it not to be on his desk. Where could it have gotten to? It wasn't as if it had sprouted legs and sauntered its way out of his room. That was absurd and completely impossible. "Patton, have you seen my -" Logan's words dissipated once he caught sight of the Moral trait, who was currently hunched over the kitchen counter, staring teary eyed down at a tiny plant pot. "Cactus..." He blinked, lips thinning as he made his way over to the crying male in the other room.

"I-I'm s-sorry, Logan I -" Patton trailed off into soft sniffles and quiet sobs. "It juh-just looked so sad and I thought -"

The crease between Logan's eyebrows became more prominent as he peered into the plant pot, seeing a rather unhealthy, shrivelled looking cactus. "Ah... It appears you have over-watered Einstein, Patton." He gave a quick adjustment of his glasses, taking a peek at the other beside him.

"Ein-Einstein? Over-watered?" The Moral side scrubbed at his eyes with the palms of his hands, whimpering. His cheeks blotchy and a tad swollen under the eyes. "I didn't mean to kill him! I-I thought he-it- I thought it needed a drink... I'm so sorry, Logan!" he wailed, lunging himself into the others arms before burying his face against Logan's chest.

The impact of Patton's body against his own caught him slightly, if not completely, off guard. "Well... not to worry, you did not kill him." Logan's brow furrowed, his hands awkwardly hovering at the upper portion of Patton's back. "I'm sure we can help it recover. With time, of course, and we may need to re-pot it." He thought for a second glancing down at Patton, lips thinned into a perturbed smile. "Hopefully the root is not too damaged."

"I didn't k-kill him?" Patton asked, burying his red and blotchy face deeper into Logan's chest, sniffling. He felt absolutely awful. That's probably what he gets for trying to help, right? Always helping. Always failing one way or another. Always having a tendency to ruin everything he touched with his love and care. That's all Patton seemed to be good at these days.

The taller trait slowly shook his head, frigidly pulling the other closer. "Not in the slightest. I'm sure we can save him together."

"L-Logan?" The soft thump of the others heart beat thudded gently against his temple. Logan was much warmer than Patton imagined he would be... not that he ever imagined hugging him... Okay, perhaps he had maybe once or twice.

"Yes, Patton?" Logan smiled down at him, the hug beginning to feel less alien to him, as he allows the other to melt against his chest. It was... nice.

The smaller male nervously bit his lip, the thrumming of his own heart engulfed his ears, as he pulled away from the hug. He shifted his glasses with an awkward wipe of his eyes, forcing a tiny smile. "Cacti kiss you?" A soft, yet uneven giggle croaked from his throat.

Logan blinked, processing Patton's choice of pun. Of course if you kissed a Cactus Logan assumed it would be rather painful. Why on Earth would Patton say such a... oh... A sudden burst of realisation shivered down the logical man's spine, dispersing like a miniature firework throughout the rest of his rigid body. He glanced down once he notice Patton shifting in his grasp, blushing.

"I-I... you don't, I mean... We... um... heh... it was just a -"

"Yes."

"Whuh-what?"

"I said yes," he stated bluntly.

Patton's cheeks burned the deepest shade of red, his eyes no longer watering. He watched, gaze wide, as Logan lowered his face to his own and their lips meeting, the moment not only Patton but Logan had dreamed of for so long. A large hand steadily glided down to rest against Patton's waist making him squeak in surprise. As they parted Patton caught the soft sparkle in Logan's usually dimly lit eyes, and the way his lips curved up into a smile.

Licking his lips, Patton smirked back a little. "One might say that kiss was on point..."

Logan raised a brow and adjusted his glasses. "Indeed. It was rather spine-tacular..."

"Ahhh! Did you just -"

"It was not intentional."

Patton's face tinged pink, cheeky grin growing on his lips. "Oh, I think it was-"

"FALSEHOOD!"

"You know I'm a succa for puns!"

"Oh no." The logical trait pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing what was coming.

"I'm so glad we pricked each other."

"Patton, please!"

"It's unbe-leaf-able!"

"Cacti don't have leaves -"

"Don't kale my vibe."

"Okay, now you're just going on a plant pun tangent."

"But I loaf you."

"Bread is not a... oh..." A timid, slightly shocked smile quirked at the corners of Logan's mouth, cheeks pink and ears tingling. "I, um, I believe I have fond feelings for you too, Patton."

Patton beamed brightly, stretching up on his tip-toes and pecking a kiss on the tip of Logan's nose. "Good, because you're stuck with me," he teased.

Logan just chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Yes, well I think we make a brilliant pear... Regretfully, that one was intentional." He took Patton's hand in his own, lacing their fingers before pulling them up to his lips and kissing Patton's knuckles.