Patton snuggled on the couch and his hair was being stroked by his boyfriend, Logan. As Logan was falling asleep, Patton looked at the full moon and frowned as he snuck off of Logan and into the guest bedroom. He pulled out some pieces of paper from underneath the pillow and placed them on the coffee table right next to Logan's side of the couch. Patton, soon, went into the guest bedroom and cried himself to sleep while under the blanket. He had no idea what would stare back at him the next time he looked in the mirror, but he was scared Logan wouldn't like the outcome.

The next day, the nerd woke up feeling uncomfortable and missing the presence of his adorable boyfriend. He was about to call out Patton's name, but saw some papers with writing on them. He saw that one of them said "To my hero" on top and knew immediately that Patton was the one that wrote on the papers. He proceeded to read:

"Before you go to the guest bedroom, there are some things I feel you deserve to know. I know I told you before that people are very conservative where I'm from, but you don't know the whole story. Where I'm from, it's normal for us to take control of nature, allegedly seem pretty, sing in a way that makes the animals get along with us easier, and even fly every now and then. Before you call me crazy, please hear me out. Where I'm from, scare tactics have been used to keep us from leaving town for any reason but to interact with nature and keep us from interacting with humans.

One day, though, I was helping some tulip buds dance their way to growth and someone caught my eye. He was writing in a notebook as he was looking around at the scenes that Spring had to offer. He briefly got off of a bench due to seeing a friend in the distance and I gazed into the notebook and saw an appreciation for what we had to offer as well as an appreciation for poetry. I wasn't worried about being caught since we could control whether or not we wanted to be seen. When the man came back, I got a better look at a man who was absolutely stunning and looked so intelligent; a man whom I wanted to get to know more; a man whom I wanted to be human for. When my family and everyone in my town found out, they claimed to be okay with it, but used scare tactics in the hopes that I would come crawling back to them before ten full moons passed. We don't know too much about what humans endure, but they claimed that I would suffer some 'human defects' if I stayed human after that amount of time.

That being said, you may think I'm crazy, you may think I'm hideous, but I won't blame you if you don't want to be with me anymore. I'll always love you and I'll never regret diminishing my abilities to get to know you.

Love, Patton"

Logan knew Patton had a wild imagination, but he could also identify signs of him having troubles and being scared of calling for help. As Logan headed for the guest bedroom, his intentions were to confirm to Patton that he loves him and hopefully escort him out of what he assumed to be a manipulative, sheltered upbringing. He carefully lifted the blanket off of his sleeping boyfriend and was surprised to see differences that the nerd knew didn't normally happen overnight: Patton had many freckles on his face and his hair was much lighter to the point of almost seeming ginger. He saw his boyfriend shift and, as he looked at his eyes slowly opening, he could tell that one eye was brown and one became as blue as his favorite necktie.

Patton became awake enough to notice Logan's presence and covered himself with the blanket again. He was shaking so much that someone would think it was winter.

"Puppy, it's only me," Logan tried to comfort him, but it didn't seem to change anything.

"It's clear these changes don't usually happen overnight, does this mean you really grew up as... something other than human?" the nerd asked, wanting to be sure.

"Yes, Logan," Patton said after a few seconds of silence, "I can attract the attention of some animals, but not all, with my singing, I can't fly, I can only influence one plant at a time, and I probably look hideous."

Logan removed the blanket and gave Patton a serious look into the eyes of the scared man.

"Patton, your eyes make me think of venturing into two different worlds, your hair looks as cool and crisp as a falling autumn leaf, and your face consists of so many stars that remind me that the man I've wished for and more is right in front of me. Maybe wherever you're from can't see that you're still the adorably gorgeous man I fell for, but I can," Logan said in a genuine tone.

Patton looked at him with hopeful heterochromia and gently kissed the man he became human for.

"How do we explain my appearance?" Patton asked when they pulled apart.

"Humans can use dye, colored contacts, and makeup to alter our looks, but you and I can use them as a scapegoat."