Sometimes I Go Back And Read Things I Wrote, Just To See How My Writing Has Changed. I Came Across This

You ever think abt how good Leo’s gaydar was? He really clocked Logan and Finn being in love. At the same time it makes me think abt how after Logan almost kissed him and Finn did kiss him he probably thought they were both just sad and missing each other and was full prepared to back off and be alone and let them have each other :(((( thank GOODNESS that’s not what happened tho

Thank GOODNESS!!

All credits to @lumosinlove !!

Leo closed the door to his bedroom behind him, thunking his head back against the wood with a sigh. He swallowed, closing his eyes and trying to control his breathing. His sweater stuck to his neck with a light layer of sweat.

“Fuck,” he whispered. He sucked in a breath and rubbed his hands over his face. “Fuck.”

He didn't know what had gotten into him. God, what was he doing? What was he doing, thinking about them like that? At the way Logan looked late at night on roadies, boxing himself in with blankets and pillows, nose in his sweatshirt and his eyes peeking out like some soft, cozy figment out of Leo's dreams; the way Finn always had a smile for him, rubbing Leo's ankles when they were sore and raving about how much he loved the food Leo cooked for him. And now, Logan almost kissing him- twice- and Finn watching them walk away, hand in June's but his eyes following Logan, and Leo didn't understand. He didn't understand the way that Finn's eyes also followed him, the way Logan's eyes followed the both of them- and he certainly didn't understand why it made him feel so warm, why it made his breath jump and heat pool at the base of his stomach. 

He groaned softly into his skin. He couldn't do this. He couldn't get in the way of whatever Logan and Finn weren't saying to each other. It was written all over their faces, but maybe that was half the problem. Everything was written on their faces for Leo and it drove him crazy. Crazy with frustration or crazy with want, he didn't know. Maybe they were one and the same.

From where he was against the door he could hear footsteps approaching in the hallway, muffled slightly through the wood. Finn’s knock sent vibrations down his back. “Leo? Nutty, you there?”

“Yeah,” Leo replied. He wiped his face one more time and turned to open the door. Finn looked so handsome in his dark blue pants and red sweater, glasses perched on his face. He would never admit it, but Leo thought Finn looked exactly how an English professor should look. That image did nothing to quell the confusing desire swirling around in his heart. 

Finn smiled at him gently. “Hey. You have fun at Dumo’s party?”

Leo tried for a smile back, but he knew it was shaky. “Yeah. Food was good. You? Did June enjoy herself?”

Finn looked taken aback, his smile faltering slightly. “Yeah, uh… yeah, she did, I think.”

“Good,” Leo said, looking down briefly, chewing the inside of his cheek. He couldn't look Finn in the eye. “She's nice.”

Finn’s expression was conflicted. “Yeah, yeah, she is.” He took a step forward. “Le, are you okay?”

Leo jerked his head up. He was going to sink to the floor if Finn continued to talk to him that gently. “Yes. Yes, I'm fine. Are you okay?”

Finn’s nod was hesitant. “Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay. Listen, is-” He winced slightly, biting his lip nervously. “Is Logan okay?”

Leo clenched his jaw. He couldn't think about Logan without thinking of how warm his body had been in the Dumais’ basement. How his breath fanned against Leo’s mouth, how his eyes had closed- how his lips looked, as if waiting for Leo to kiss them. Leo had wanted so badly in that moment that the ache still lingered. But he couldn't say that to Finn.

“Honestly,” Leo said. His voice was strained, even to his own ears. “Honestly, Finn, I don't know. I think- I think he had too much to drink, and he- I think he's a little lonely.” 

Finn made a little broken sound in the back of his throat. “What?”

Leo nodded. “Or he feels- he feels lost.” Leo shrugged. “Maybe you should take him out to lunch over the break. Or invite him here, I can leave for a few hours.”

“No,” Finn said immediately, loud for the quiet room. He cleared his throat and lowered his tone. “No, no he'd want you there. I want you there, Le.”

Le. I want you there, Le. 

Leo was so confused.

“Yeah,” he whispered. “That sounds good.”

“Okay.” Finn took another step towards him. “Do you want a cup of tea, peanut? Before bed?”

Leo shook his head. Finn was close enough that, if Leo wanted to, he could lean in and kiss him. “No. Thank you, but I'm kind of tired.” He forced a chuckle. “Think I ate too much.”

Finn let out a breathy laugh. “Celeste’s cooking will do that to you.” 

He rocked back and forth a few times, then opened his arms to draw Leo into a hug. One hand pressed against the back of Leo’s neck, one underneath Leo’s other arm. Leo leaned into him, allowing himself a brief second to breathe in Finn’s scent and feel the soft fabric of his sweater against his neck. When they pulled away, Finn rested his hands on Leo’s ribs and bicep for a moment.

“I’m really glad you're here, Le,” he said. His eyes were like melted chocolate, so sweet and warm that Leo almost couldn't handle it. “Sleep well, okay?”

“Okay.” He reached behind himself to open his door. “G’night Harz.”

“Sleep tight, peanut.”

When Leo closed the door and sat on his soft mattress, warm lamp light glowing around him, he finally let the first tears fall.

***

“Hey, sweetheart,” Finn said. He put a hand on Leo's back and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to his cheek. “You need any help?”

Leo shook his head, brow furrowed as he peered through Celeste's spice rack. He'd just had the paprika, now where did he-?

“Le?”

“Hm?”

Finn laughed softly, kneading Leo’s waist gently. “You okay?”

“Yeah. Where is the- ah!” He snatched the glass bottle, shaking it into the two large pots in front of him. “Okay. Okay, now it’s just gotta simmer.” He turned to Finn, who was smiling. “What?”

“Nothing.” Finn nosed his jaw. “You’re just so cute.”

Leo rolled his eyes to the ceiling in amusement as Finn peppered kisses to his jaw and neck. Really, he was just smushing his face into Leo’s skin. His lips were wet, and Leo felt his tongue poke out.

“No!” Leo laughed. He tried to pull away, but Finn just held him closer. “No licking in the kitchen.” Finn bit at his jaw, and Leo felt himself unravel. “Finn.”

Finn finally did pull away, a satisfied grin on his face. “I love you.” He looked at the pots. “Christmas chili almost done?”

Leo nodded, gazing at Finn’s side profile. “Yeah.” 

Finn’s glasses reflected the light of the kitchen, making his eyes look soft and warm behind the frames. He looked so good always, but especially in the winter, with his nice boots and the pants that hugged his thighs just right and his-

Leo unintentionally sucked in a breath. His sweaters. This sweater. The one he wore now, the same one he had worn that night that felt so far away, but really wasn’t. That night that had left Leo yearning for him, for Logan, in an acute way he’d never felt before.

Finn tilted his chin up to look at Leo. “You okay, Le?”

“Yeah, I-” He laughed at himself deprecatingly. “Sorry. You just- you look…”

Finn’s eyes were concerned. “I look…”

Leo sighed. “You remember Dumo’s first Christmas dinner I went to, my rookie season?” 

Finn nodded, hand sneaking under Leo’s waffle shirt to rub his skin. “Yeah.”

Leo sighed. “You were wearing the same sweater.”

“Oh.” Finn turned Leo away from the stove to face him fully. “Le…”

Leo bit the inside of his cheek. “I thought you looked so gorgeous. And then Logan almost kissed me, but he obviously wanted you, and I didn’t understand.” Leo looked him squarely in the eye. “And then at- at home, you asked if he was okay, and I…” Leo touched their foreheads together, breathing deeply with his eyes closed. “I just cared about you both so badly that I couldn’t get in the way of you wanting each other.”

“Oh, sunshine.” Finn pressed a kiss to his cheek. “I’m so sorry.”

Leo pulled back, shaking his head. “Don’t be sorry. You just…” He looked Finn up and down. “You look like you did back then.” He smiled against the memory. “Except now you’re mine.”

“All yours, baby.” Finn kissed him hard. “But if you ever want to talk about it…”

Leo nodded, their noses brushing. “I’ll tell you. Promise.”

“Okay.” Finn wrapped him in a hug. “If it helps, I wanted you just as badly. And I was also very confused.”

Leo laughed, tucking his nose into Finn’s sweater. “I know you were.”

“Hey,” Finn protested. “I was pining over two very sexy men. I’m allowed to have a crisis over that.”

“You are.” He sighed into Finn’s shoulder. “I love you.”

“I love you so much, baby. So, so much.”

They stayed there for a few moments, swaying in the oddly deserted kitchen. There was laughter coming through the entrance to the living room, the voices of their teammates and their families carrying over the sound of the bubbling chili. Leo let his weight go in Finn’s arms, almost being lulled to sleep- until a heavy body fell against his back.

“Oof,” Finn said, stumbling a bit. “Careful, Tremblay.”

Leo laughed, shifting to open his arm so Logan could press against him. He pressed a quick kiss to his lips. “Hi, sweetheart. You okay?”

Logan’s smile was a little tipsy, his flushed cheeks scrunching. “Ouais.” He buried his face into Leo’s chest, the force of it making Leo stumble again.

“Oh, baby,” Finn said. He winked at Leo over Logan’s head. “Had something to drink?”

Logan grunted into Leo’s shirt. “Wine is so good.”

Finn barked out a laugh, cradling Logan in between them and ducking to kiss his neck. “When’s the last time you ate something?”

Logan shrugged, lifting his face up to look at Leo. “Breakfast?”

Leo whistled lowly. “No food before drinking?” He brushed a thumb over Logan’s slightly-tinted lips. “Honey, how many glasses did you have?”

“Je ne sais pas. Jackson just kept refilling my glass.”

“Oh no,” Finn said. He peppered Logan’s neck with kisses. “Gonna feel it in the morning.”

“Have some water, Lo,” Leo said, turning to reach for the cabinet with the glasses. He didn’t get very far, though, with Logan hanging off of him. He laughed. “Logan.”

“Peanut, don’t leave me!” 

Logan groaned when Leo pulled away to fill it up with water, narrowing his eyes when Leo held it to his lips. He sipped it slowly, draining the whole glass, green eyes challenging. Leo bit his lip around a smile.

When the glass was empty, Logan gasped out a breath. “Happy, soleil?”

Leo set the glass down. “Very.” He cupped Logan’s face. “You need to eat something soon, sweetheart.” 

Logan huffed, reaching up to wind his arms around Leo’s neck and pulling him into a hug. “Fish, ici.”

“I’m right here, ten.”

“Closer.”

“Okay, okay.” Finn pressed harder against Logan’s back. “Geez, you’re demanding when you’re drunk.”

“I’m not.”

Leo snorted into Logan’s hair. “You’re more than halfway there at least, sweetheart.” He kissed Logan’s forehead, then Finn’s where he was resting his chin on Logan’s shoulder. “Love you.”

“Je t’aime,” Logan sighed. He pulled back just enough to catch Leo’s eye. “What are we doing?”

“We’re cooking, sweetheart,” Leo said gently. “And reminiscing.”

“About what?”

Leo and Finn smiled at each other. Leo ducked his chin down to look at Logan again, brushing his hair out of his face. “About how much we want each other.”

“Mm,” Logan hummed. He sighed and pressed into Leo’s chest. “Tell me later. I’m too tipsy to talk now.” 

“Yes you are,” Finn agreed. 

“I want you, too,” Logan said. He sounded halfway asleep. “I love you.”

Leo kissed his forehead once more before turning him in Finn’s arms, despite his protests. Finn cooed at him. “Poor baby.”

“Soleil,” Logan whined. “Come back.”

“I gotta finish the chili, honey. I’ll snuggle you at home, don’t worry.”

Logan groaned. “That’s so long away.”

Finn laughed. “I don’t think that was proper English.”

Logan smacked at his hip. “I’ll show you proper English.”

“Lo, baby, that doesn’t even make sense.”

Leo left them to their quiet bickering as he stirred the chili. Their voices warmed him, Logan’s comebacks slightly slurred and nonsensical. He could tell Finn was trying to hold in his laughter as Logan became increasingly opinionated, arguing for the sake of arguing while also burrowing his face into Finn’s neck. Eventually, their chatter subsided, and Logan was back to being sleepily cradled in Finn’s arms. Leo tapped the spoon on the side of one of the pots, deeming the chili sufficiently simmered, and turned to face his boyfriends again. Finn smiled, walking Logan backwards until he fell into Leo’s arms with a grunt. He settled right down again, a content sigh falling from his lips.

“Ready, baby?” Finn asked.

Leo smiled. “Ready.” He kissed Finn briefly, then Logan’s cheek. “Let’s call ‘em in for supper.”

sorry to add another prompt to your probably really long list but I was wondering if you could write something based on a thought I had the other day:

So basically was just thinking about how Finn and Logan are best friends and know everything about each other probably and I just thought it would be cute to see them learning things that maybe they didn’t know about Leo maybe they learn that he is a super fan of something or that he played a different sport besides hockey in highschool (maybe soccer or baseball?) or they learn that he can sing or do something else crazy idk. Just a little something of them learning more about him because I know a lot of people think him being the newest in the relationship is something he should be insecure about but I actually think it’s really beautiful that he has two people who fall in love with him and immediately want to know everything about him:)))

I’m just realizing this is word vomit but I’ll send it anyway lol thank you so much!!!

This was an AMAZING excuse to finally bring to life this headcanon I have about Leo, oh my gooooooooooosh!!!!!!! I have this idea that his entire family is really good at team sports. Like, Finn is good at running, obvs, and Logan is a lifting champ, but for Leo, sports in general just come so naturally, kind of the same as Captain Sirius Black. Basketball, football, soccer, lacrosse, baseball- it doesn't matter, he picks it up super quick. I also think his parents are big sports fans, so he is as well!

So have the Knut family (and Adele Dumais) absolutely tearing it up on the diamond, and Finn and Logan trying with all their might to REAL IN their adoration and surprise (and maybe conceal the fact that they are hot and bothered by Leo's competence, too). ;)

All credits to @lumosinlove !!

“Okay, team,” Finn said. “Bring it in, let’s go.”

He wrapped an arm around Logan and Louis’s shoulders as they all huddled in a circle. It had been Coach’s idea, a family softball game to start the summer, fifteen and older all welcome on the field. It was a mix of parents, siblings, children and players. There were even some veteran players; Hope Lupin, Celeste Dumais, and Thomas’ mom, Chelsea, had dusted off their old softball gloves from college and were on the opposing team. Finn knew it was all for fun, but he was going to keep his eye on them anyways. 

“Okay,” he said, leaning his head in. “This is just for fun, remember that… but we also want to win.” He looked around the circle. “A lot of you have siblings, parents, partners, or children on the other team, but that doesn’t mean you go any easier on them, okay?” He looked at Louis and Pascal first, then at Eloise. “We are not letting Celeste and Adele beat us out, or Leo. Or my brother. I’ll never hear the end of it.”

“Ouais,” Sirius agreed. He had his focus face on. “Remus is going down.”

“Geez,” Natalie said. “Your love sure is loud, Captain.”

Sirius turned bright red. “If I lose I have to cook dinner for a week.”

“And there it is,” Natalie laughed. She turned to Kasey. “Should’ve made a bet with Alexander.”

Kasey snorted. “Absolutely not, he is way too competitive.” He nodded to Finn. “We’re all ready.”

“Okay, hands in!” They all slapped their hands in the middle of the circle. Finn nodded his head satisfactorily. “Team on three, one, two, three…”

“Team!”

Finn slapped Logan’s back and rested his other arm over Eloise’s shoulder. “How we feeling, team? Ready to kick some nutter butter butt?”

Eloise looked at him in amusement. “I wouldn’t underestimate him, honey.”

Finn raised his eyebrows. “What’s that supposed to mean?” When she just shrugged and walked away, he turned to look at Logan frantically. “Lo, what did she mean?”

Logan ran a hand through Finn’s hair. “I’m sure it’s nothing, mon coeur. She just likes to mess with you.”

Finn nodded. “Right, right. Cool, okay, I’m good.”

Logan smiled and kissed his sweaty cheek. “Relax, rouge. It’s just a game.”

“A game that I am not losing. I’ve got my boyfriend and my brother on the other team. This is bragging rights on the line, Lo.”

“D’accord.” Logan soothed him with another kiss. “D’accord, baby, let’s go play.”

They were batting first, and Finn watched on bouncing toes as Pascal stepped up to the plate, eyes scanning the field. The outfield was composed of only hockey players- Alex, the tallest, at center; Remus in left field; Thomas in right. The infield was mostly people that actually played softball- Celeste at third, Chelsea at shortstop, Hope at second. Adele, who Pascal had said had a wicked vertical jump height was at first, eyes focused and narrowed at her father. Wyatt, almost as tall as his son, was laughing with Pascal at the plate, catcher’s uniform snuggly fitting his frame. Finn knew he’d be tricky. He played in an adult league, but so did Eloise, so Finn figured they were fairly evenly matched. On the mound, scanning the field with his devastatingly gorgeous blue eyes, stood the only non-softball player in the infield, who also happened to be Finn and Logan’s most beautiful muse and biggest competition. It was a curious choice, putting someone who didn’t play the game in as pitcher, but Finn sucked in a nervous breath anyways when Leo caught him staring and winked. 

“He’s just playing with you, Freckle.”

Finn turned to look at Natalie. “He’s up to something.”

She just sighed. “Let’s go, get your bat and warm up. You’re up next.”

Finn stood in the warm up box, idly swinging his bat between his hands. Layla blew her whistle, dressed in a black umpire uniform, and crouched behind Wyatt. Dumo raised his bat. He yelled something in French at Leo, who laughed before turning sideways and readying himself. Finn watched Wyatt make a motion with his hand, and his throat closed up. His eyes flicked to Leo, who just nodded before winding his arm back. Between one moment and the next, the ball had left his fingers in a perfect underhand and before Pascal could even blink it was flying straight over the plate and into the back of Wyatt’s glove. 

“Shit,” Finn said, eyes wide. “Oh fuck.”

“I told you honey,” Eloise said, patting his arm. “Don’t underestimate him.”

“Jesus Christ, Knut!” Thomas called from the outfield. “The fuck was that, you absolute beauty!”

Leo just smiled a little sheepishly and caught the ball his dad tossed him. Pascal was shaking himself out and readying for another pitch. He came close with his swing, but there was still the satisfying slap of the ball in Wyatt’s mitt. 

“Rouge.” Logan placed a hand on his lower back. “Rouge.”

Finn hung his head back with a groan and turned to face Logan. “We’re so screwed. Where the hell did he learn to pitch like that?”

Logan just looked at him. He had that determined expression on his face that he sometimes got when he was faced with genuine competition. He huffed out a breath and took Finn’s shirt in his hands and brought their faces close together. “Don’t let him scare you. You’ve got this, rouge.”

Finn tapped his helmet gently onto Logan’s head. “Got it, ten.”

There was another slapping sound and some whoops, and Pascal dejectedly walked back to the dugout. His face was amused, though. “Mon fil,” he said to Logan, slapping his back as he walked by. “That boy of yours can play.”

Logan just hung his head back with a huff. He smacked Finn’s butt and then gently shoved him toward the plate. “Allez, rouge.”

Finn would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little nervous as he stepped up to the plate. Layla and Wyatt were laughing when he stepped up, and Layla looked at him with teasing eyes. “Looks like your lover boy has quite the arm.”

“Don’t fucking remind me.” He bounced a little and turned to Wyatt. “Where the hell did he learn to play like that?”

Wyatt laughed at him. “He played when he was little, but then he’d play in mine and Eloise’s league during the spring and summer when he could.” He looked fondly at his son. “He’s good, isn’t he?”

Finn narrowed his eyes. “Mhm.” 

He ignored Wyatt’s chuckle and set his feet, eyes on Leo on the pitcher’s mound. Leo was already looking back at him with mischievous blue eyes. Finn shook his head. He couldn’t get distracted. 

Leo’s expression turned serious before he hid his mouth and nose behind his glove. He nodded minutely, presumably at his father, before shifting. Finn took a deep breath and braced his shoulders.

The first pitch went right down the pipe, making a whistling sound as it passed by. Finn had been shocked when he saw the first pitch Pascal had taken, but it was nothing compared to actually being at the plate and experiencing it. Finn let out a surprised sound and stumbled back a bit.

“C’mon Harz!”

“Allez, Finn!”

He rolled out his shoulders and neck before stepping back up to the plate. This time, he timed his swing, and the ball bounced off his bat with a satisfying thwack! He dropped his bat and ran, but he was only halfway down the baseline before he watched the ball land efficiently in Adele’s glove on a throw from Chelsea, her foot sturdy on the plate. He groaned as he ran through. Adele just grinned at him and tossed the ball back to Leo. “Better luck next time, Finn.”

“Ha-ha.” He flicked her hat brim down before jogging back down the baseline. “Hey Knut! The fuck is up with that?”

Leo just played innocent and shrugged with a devious little smile. Finn hated that it made him look gorgeous.

Back at the dugout, Logan was waiting for him with his arms crossed and an intense look on his face. He winced when he saw Finn. “It’s all right, rouge.”

Finn huffed. “They’re all fucking all-stars or some shit. I thought this was supposed to be a fun game.”

Eloise laughed as she passed by, bat swinging in her hands. “Don’t take it so seriously, honey. You’ll be fine.” Then she was stepping up to the plate.

They cheered her on from the dugout, Sirius and Louis leading the charge and shaking the fence. They both had the same intense expression on their faces as Logan. It was clear they were all surprised by the advanced skills on the other team.

Finn and Logan stood close, shoulders touching as they watched Eloise tap her husband’s helmet playfully before sobering up, raising her bat. Leo smiled briefly before once again hiding his face with his mitt, blue eyes intense. The routine was the same: the settling of his feet, his arm winding up, the ball leaving his hands at an impressive speed, flying down the middle-

None of them were expecting the resounding crack of Eloise’s bat against the ball that sent it sailing over Leo’s head and into the outfield.

“Holy shit!” Finn yelled. He bounced up and down, cheering with the rest of their team. “Yeah, Eloise!”

She ran fast, clearing first and heading for second. Thomas had recovered the ball and threw it, landing it in Hope’s waiting glove just after Eloise’s foot touched the base. 

“Allez!” Sirius yelled. He was smiling gleefully now. “Double, Eloise, allez!”

“Holy shit,” Finn whispered to Logan. “Our in-laws are softball wizards or some shit.”

“Ouais,” Logan said back. He sighed and rolled his neck. “Allez, I’m up.”

Finn smacked his butt. “Go get ‘em.”

Logan ended up hitting a single into center field, Alex just mistiming the throw, and Adele caught it a second after Logan’s foot hit the base. He let out a shout and patted her head in celebration, and she just shoved him playfully, spewing what Finn assumed was some vulgar French trash talk, if the way her mother reprimanded her was anything to go by. She huffed, but threw the ball back to Leo. Finn scanned the field; Logan’s hit had advanced Eloise to third. They just needed one more hit and she’d be home.

“Okay,” Finn said. He patted Sirius’ shoulders as he went to step up to the plate. “Okay, Cap, you got this. No losing to Remus, remember?”

Sirius didn’t say anything, just nodded curtly. His gray eyes were focused and icy as he walked out. He raised his bat, expression unreadable.

Leo threw two perfect strikes, Sirius letting out a frustrated huff every time he swung and missed. The third pitch, however, landed right on his bat and the ball sailed overhead- and right into Remus’ glove.

“Oh, come on!”

Remus just laughed loudly at his husband as he and his team began to clear the field. “Gotcha, baby!”

Sirius gritted his teeth and turned back to the dugout. “Allez, we need to field well, let’s go.”

“Yikes,” Natalie said drily. “Captain Scary has made an appearance.”

Sirius just sucked his teeth and picked up his glove.

“Okay, listen up!” Kasey called. He read from his clipboard. “Nat, you’re pitching, Logan, you’re catch. Louis, you’re at short, Eloise at second. Cap, Dumo, Lyall, you’re all outfield. Cole’s at third, Finn’s at first.” He looked up at them all. “Everyone else, you’ll sit this inning out, and we’ll rotate you in the next one so everyone gets a turn.”

There was a shuffling of people putting their gloves on and light chatter, then they were jogging out onto the field to the cheers of some of their friends and family in the stands. Finn waved to his and Logan’s parents before taking his place on first base. It was close enough to the other dugout that he could hear them cheering, but he tried to focus in on the plate.

They warmed up with some throwing before Layla signaled it was time to get started. Noelle was up first, her long braids swishing against her back as she stepped up to the plate. She knocked her knuckles on Logan’s helmet and he looked up at her. Finn didn’t need to see his face to know he was scowling.

Natalie was a good pitcher. She threw straight, even if not as fast as Leo, and could throw a mean change-up. Noelle landed a pop hit into right field and took off running to cheers.

“Let’s fucking go, Christmas!” Thomas shouted. 

Finn watched as the ball landed just out of Sirius’ reach and he scrambled to pick it up. His throw was a bit wild, so Finn had to leave the base to catch it, allowing Noelle to just get there in time. She was breathing hard as she turned to Finn. “Nice try, Fish.” She tilted her head. “Hey, like our star pitcher?”

Finn narrowed his eyes. “I have no alliance with him in this game.”

“I don’t know, wait until you see him in those baseball pants.” Her eyes flashed to Thomas, who was whistling shrilly at her, and she smiled. “Nothing sexier than an ass in baseball pants.”

“Ugh, stop that. I’m trying to focus.”

She just pretended to zip her mouth shut and readied herself to run.

Natalie struck Remus out, much to Sirius’ delight, but Noelle did end up stealing second. Leo was up next, and he left the dugout to lots of cheering and whistling. He said something to Logan with a fond smile and a tap to his helmet, then steadied his bat above his shoulder. Finn really tried not to look at his ass in those pants, he really did, but it was a failed attempt, and he sucked in a breath as he looked away briefly. Noelle smirked at him, and he stuck his tongue out at her.

Leo took a ball and a strike, and after the second pitch he stepped out of the box to take a couple practice swings. He looked focused and determined when he stepped back in, eyes boring into Natalie’s from her place on the mound. She steadied herself and sent the ball flying in what Finn thought would be a perfect strike, but Leo timed it beautifully, and with a swing so fast it made a swooshing sound he sent the ball in a perfect arc to left field, just beyond Lyall’s reach but still within the outfield.

The next thing Finn knew, Leo was flying past him and rounding to second. Lyall had caught the ball and sent it to Pascal, who’d shifted to receive it, but it was no use. No sooner had Pascal turned to send it to Eloise at second then Leo was flying over that base, too, and hustling to third, Noelle sprinting to home plate. Cole slapped his glove in urgency, but caught the ball just after Leo arrived, jerking as he came to a halt to keep his foot on the base. He was breathing hard, but smiling. Noelle had cleared home easily, much to the obvious chagrin of her little brother, and was being picked up by a shouting Thomas and carried into the dugout, her head thrown back in a laugh. There were lots of cheers and back slaps for her, then Alex picked up his bat and made his way towards the box, but not before he cupped his hands around his mouth to shout at Finn. “How does it feel, little bro?”

Finn heard Logan’s frustrated grunt and narrowed his eyes at Alex’s smirk, but didn’t say anything. He couldn’t let himself go this early in the game- not, at least, if he wanted to win.

Alex ended up getting out on an impressive zinger from Eloise, who threw so hard it actually hurt Finn’s hand to catch the ball, even with his glove on. He laughed loudly in Alex’s face, but Alex just rolled his eyes. “Got blondie across home plate, though, didn’t I?”

Finn’s smile faded abruptly as he looked at the opposing dugout. Wyatt was shaking Leo’s shoulders excitedly as he made his way to sit down. Logan stood up and watched them, mask pulled up and away from his face. Finn saw him stare at Leo’s butt in his pants, then watched as he realized Finn caught him and blushed. Finn sighed. They were so fucked.

Chelsea was up next and walked. Wyatt was after her and bunted impressively, allowing Chelsea to advance, even if he got out. But Adele’s pop fly was caught easily by her father, and then they were changing out again. Finn met Logan at the entrance to the dugout. He was sweating in his catcher’s gear, shaking out his hair as he took off his helmet. Despite himself, Finn smiled and kissed his cheek. “You know, you are a very sexy catcher. Might have to make a career change.”

Logan rolled his eyes, but was grinning as he kissed Finn on the mouth. “Je t’aime.”

“Love you.” Finn took a deep breath and squared his shoulders. “Now, c’mon. We gotta focus if we want to beat the love of our lives, let’s go.”

Cole was up first and hit a double off of Leo’s second pitch. Louis then ran on a drop-third strike, but Wyatt sent it perfectly into Adele’s glove. Cole did end up at third, then crossed home on Kuny’s single, but Celeste snatched the ball out of the air with ease. With two outs, Kuny walking a bit dejectedly back to the dugout, Finn started to feel the pressure. Natalie hit a perfect single just out of Noelle’s reach in the outfield, though, which set them up with at least a man on base. Logan was up to hit after her, and Finn drew him close with an arm around his shoulders and touched their foreheads together. “I know he’s distracting, but you can’t let him get to you. He’s just your opponent out there.” He sighed. “A very sexy opponent, but an opponent nonetheless.”

Logan nodded. “Ouais. Ouais, d’accord, I’ve got this.”

“You’ve got this.”

“I’ve got this.”

Logan took a deep breath, then walked up to the plate, cheers following him from the dugout. He tapped his bat against his shoes and rolled out his shoulders, squaring up to face the mound. Leo winked at him.

“Fuck,” Finn muttered. “C’mon, baby, don’t get distracted.”

Leo’s first pitch went a little high, and Logan dutifully let it pass by as Layla called it a ball. 

“Okay.” Finn tapped his foot. “Good, baby, good, c’mon.”

Logan drew two balls, then swung and missed for his first strike. After the second strike and Logan’s frustrated huff, Finn began to chew the inside of his cheek.

“Full count,” Pascal said from beside him. “It’s fine, Logan does well under pressure.”

“This is high stakes, Dumo. Bragging rights.”

A snort. “Mon Dieu, you three are competitive.”

Finn watched as Leo took a steadying breath, centering himself before preparing for his next pitch. He sent it right down the middle, and Finn let out a shout as Logan cracked it off his bat. But the victory was short lived, because in an impossible leap, Leo stretched his long (gorgeous) arm out and dove, snatching the ball just before he fell to the ground. 

Logan let out a loud curse and went to pick up his bat, practically marching back to the dugout with a scowl. Finn met him and held his hands out to settle against his shoulders. “Whoa, hey, baby, it’s just a game.”

Logan walked past him and sat heavily on the bench, whipping his helmet off and thumping his head against the wall. When he looked at Finn, his face was frustrated and- flushed? 

“Fuck,” Logan said, before muttering rapidly in French. “The fuck is he doing, just looking like that? He just- I can’t- I’m trying to focus!”

Finn gaped for a minute, realization dawning over him, before he gasped delightedly. “Oh my God!”

Logan glared at him. “Rouge-”

“Oh my God, you’re turned on.” When Logan shushed him, he lowered his voice and went to stand between his legs and cup Logan’s blushing cheeks. “Oh, baby, you’re so turned on right now.” 

“Shut up.”

“Nuh-uh, no way.” He felt giddy and bent to look into Logan’s eyes. “Really? This is doing it for you?”

“Don’t pretend it’s not doing it for you, too!”

“Oh, I’m not.” He pressed a kiss to the top of Logan’s head and drew him in for a hug. “Okay, we’ll be fine. Just a few more innings, then we can go see him.”

“But then there’s team dinner-”

“Which we can leave early.”

“His parents.”

“They’d stay long after we would leave, anyways, you know how they are. Eloise dances until the sun comes up with my mom and the Walkers, and Wyatt chats with Dumo and Lyall for ages every time. At Christmas we had to drag them home.”

Logan just let out a groan into his chest. “I can’t do this.”

Finn stepped back and pulled Logan onto his feet. “Well, you’re gonna have to. Because sunshine can be sexy all he wants, but he’s not gonna win.”

Finn was, however, proven mistaken. Four and a half innings later and Thomas and James were dumping a cooler of ice water on Leo’s back as he crossed home plate, Natalie standing on the pitcher’s mound gaping at where the ball had flown over the fence. It had been a competitive game, the opposing team going into their final at-bat tied with the other team 6-6, and Finn’s team had been fielding fantastic, but it was apparently no match for six-feet-and-three-inches of pure muscle and skill. Leo’s walk-off homer had pushed Noelle and Adele across the plate, too, and Finn had known at that moment that they had absolutely lost. He sighed, squinting against the late afternoon sun, and watched as Leo laughed and was pulled into a hug by his father.

“I told you honey.” Eloise had come to stand beside him and placed a comforting hand on his back. “Don’t underestimate my Leo. He’s got quite a skill set.”

He wrapped an arm around her shoulders. “More like a super power.” He gave her a squeeze and smiled down at her. “Hey, you played great, too. That double play in the third was insane.”

She grinned, pleased. “Aw, thanks, honey. Lots of practice, me and Wyatt. You boys should come play the next time you’re down.”

“I’m sure we will.” He looked back at home plate to see Logan sigh heavily. “Yikes, better go comfort grumpy. I’ll be right back.”

She patted his back and went to go talk to Natalie on the pitcher’s mound, and Finn jogged over to home plate. When he got there, he smiled and wrapped a slightly dejected Logan up in a hug. “You played good, baby.”

“Merci. You, too.”

Finn kissed his cheek. “Just no match for our MLB All-Star, huh?”

“What’s that about me?”

Finn and Logan turned to find Leo grinning at them broadly, soaking hair pushed back to reveal his blue eyes in a way that did not help the flush Finn knew was tinting his ears. He looked Leo up and down. “Just wondering where in the hell you learned to pitch like that.”

Leo winked. “So I might have played a little in New Orleans.” His gaze turned soft and he approached them. “Good game. You guys played great.”

“Soleil,” Logan said, voice slightly hushed. He went to go play with the chain hanging down in between the open top buttons of Leo’s jersey. He then gripped the fabric in his fingers and dragged Leo down into a kiss. “Mon coeur.”

Leo looked confused for a second before his eyes lit up. “Oh my God.” He laughed quietly and cupped Logan’s hips. “Really?” When Logan nodded, the highs of his cheeks red, Leo smiled even wider. “Oh, honey. Look at you.”

“Leo.”

“Sh, sh.” Leo drew Logan in for a hug and placed his mouth by his ear, whispering just loud enough so Finn could hear, too. “Sh, sweetheart, I’ve got you.”

Logan let out a soft sound and settled into Leo’s body, Leo smiling at Finn over his shoulder. Finn bit his lip and came up behind Logan to give Leo a brief kiss. “What can we say? Your skills are irresistible, baby.” 

Leo made a happy sound and kissed Logan’s cheek before standing more upright. “Thank you.” He slung an arm around each of their shoulders, his body pleasantly cool from the ice water, and smiled brightly. “So, how fast are we leaving this team dinner?”

Finn laughed. “Oh, so fast. We’ll see if Lo even makes it there.”

Leo’s dimples deepened. “Well, we’ve got time. I’m sure we could find a shady spot in a parking lot on the way to Dumo’s.”

Finn perked up. “Really?”

“Yes, really.”

Logan looked up at Leo with raised eyebrows. “But we’re all sweaty.”

Leo just shrugged. “What can I say, you both looked good out there. Finn holds a baseball very gracefully.” He bent to nuzzle Logan’s cheek. “And those baseball pants do wonders for you, baby.”

Logan blinked slowly, lips slightly parted. “Huh.”

Leo kissed his mouth twice in a burst, then patted each of their backs before walking towards his dugout. “Let’s go, clean-up time. I also gotta find my mama, that double play was awesome.”

“Yeah!” Finn called after him. “When were you gonna tell us you’re all a bunch of prodigies?”

Leo just turned, dropped a devastating wink, and went to help organize the dugout.

Finn let out a sigh and turned to Logan. “Damn. He just gets sexier every day, doesn’t he?”

“Ouais,” Logan nodded. He looped his arms around Finn’s neck. “I like still learning stuff about him.” 

Finn smiled and kissed him. “Yeah, me, too. Like still learning stuff about both of you.” He patted Logan’s butt. “Like how you look really good in these pants. Le, too.”

Logan’s eyes were fond as he tugged Finn’s hair. “Allez, let’s clean up and go find our families. I’m sure Noelle and Alex are looking for us.”

Finn rolled his eyes. “Ugh. Losers.”

“Non, rouge, us.”

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” He bent to wrap his arms around the backs of Logan’s thighs to lift him up with a grunt, grinning at Logan’s loud laugh. “Let’s go, ten, then we get sunshine time.”

“And you time.”

“And you time.” Finn bit at the skin of Logan’s waist that was closest to his mouth, his shirt having ridden up a bit against Finn’s body. “Mm, you’re tasty.”

“Rouge.”

Finn just laughed, feeling light and in love, and carried him into the dugout. 

Hi everyone!

I received an ask today requesting a fic with Barty Crouch Jr. and Evan Rosier in it as main characters alongside the Cubs, and I just want to say that I won't be writing anything with them, nor any other characters in the Marauders fandom besides the ones that 1) are explicitly mentioned in SW/Vaincre AND 2) that are directly involved with the Cubs (a great example being Regulus as Leo's best friend). Otherwise, this is a Cubs blog, and will stay that way.

I don't know if any of you have seen, but there has been a massive legal infringement on transgender rights in the UK, with their Supreme Court deciding that the legal definition of a woman is based on biological sex, which will affect how transgender folks are treated under the Equality Act. She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named has publically, ARDENTLY supported this ruling, as well as making some aphobic comments on social media. As such, I will not be involving any of her characters that don't need to be added. O'Knutzy is its own entity, courtesy of Hazel's brilliant brain, and is not created by the She-Devil.

I'm writing a post about this because I don't want any of you to think I don't read the asks, and to give this anon a justified answer as to why I wouldn't be writing the prompt. This is not to make anyone feel bad, nor to tell them to distance themselves from the Mauraders fandom. I know many people have found community and joy there! However, if you continue to interact with content, you must be aware of the effects it has. Supporting it, while not directly contributing to anything HP-related, signals that it is still an active fandom capable of being monetized (think: the Harry Potter TV series, for example- it only is happening because HP continues to be so popular in the secular world), which allows Her to continue having influence and a voice. I am not here to speak for the transgender friends that have found and continue to find community in the Marauder's fandom- they obviously have the right to engage with whatever content they would like, just like every other person! This is also not to stop people from enjoying the queer media they enjoy. But I encourage you to center trans voices and listen to them as things in the UK move forward (or, backward, I really should say). Furthermore, please support them, inform yourselves, and engage with queer media that is queer in its essence and is positively queer (such as Heartstopper! Or the hundreds of other books, TV shows, comics, movies, artists, etc. that are LGBTQIA+ and that we already have!).

As for me, I will continue to be just an O'Knutzy blog! They're so cute and lovely, and I love the community that I have found here!

I wrote a LOT yesterday, so expect another post in a couple of days! Have a lovely evening! <3 <3

first time sending an ask to anyone I am a simple woman I have but a simple request:

Leo in eyeliner feat. Finnlo’s reaction

PLEASE HIS BABY BLUES WOULD LOOK SO GOODDDDD

Indeed, you are a simple woman with a simple request, and a damn good one. Controversial opinion, maybe, but eyeliner is DEFINITELY the sexiest makeup product. And with Leo's BABY BLUES? I propose to you: silver. White. Gray. Black. Brown. Blue. The options are endless.

Enjoy some FinnLo and their brains absolutely shutting down because they are dating an actual ADONIS of a man, holy smokes. They're obsessed. But, then again, who wouldn't be? ALSO, BONUS 'cause Leo is matching Halloween costumes with Katie, and FinnLo's baby fever hearts go BOOM! And props to Layla for her incredible makeup skills, she's the absolute moment. I just KNOW she rocks an incredible golden wing eyeliner, I JUST KNOW IT!!!!!!

TW: Mentions of nefarious activities, but nothing explicit, as per!

Character credits to @lumosinlove

“Leo, Leo, come on!”

Leo smiled up at Katie, who was waiting for him patiently on the stairway leading up to the second floor bedrooms. “I’m coming, hun.” He turned to Finn, dressed up as a very handsome prince, if he did say so himself, and gave him a kiss on the nose. “Be right back.”

“‘Kay,” Finn said, patting his hip. “Tell Katie thanks a lot for stealing my sunshine from me and forcing him to do matching costumes with her this year.”

“It’s not just with me, it’s with Layla, too,” Leo laughed, kissing him again. “I love you.”

Finn brushed his blonde hair out of his eyes. “Love you.” He gave Leo’s butt a hard tap. “Go get changed.”

Leo sent him a wink over his shoulder and followed Katie up to her bedroom, where Layla was also waiting. Finn watched him for a moment before he felt a hand come around his waist. “Salut.”

He smiled widely. “Hey.” He turned to face Logan, cupping his face excitedly and pressing kisses to his lips. “How’s my sexy knight?”

Logan laughed against his mouth. “Good.”

Finn made another happy sound and kissed Logan’s cheek. “Thank you for driving up, baby. Sorry it’s not a long visit.”

“Non, it’s okay, I like the Halloween parties.” He rested his forehead against Finn’s shoulder and looked up the stairway. “Like it better when we can all match.”

“Right?” Finn tugged on the cape of Logan’s costume to bring their bodies closer. “Silly Katie stealing our sunshine.” He raised his eyebrows teasingly. “If anything, I would have thought she would steal you from us, not Leo.”

Logan pouted. “Me, too.”

Finn kissed him again with a smile. “C’mon. We have to mingle and stuff while we wait for Le or else we’re just gonna be sad and standing here.”

“But he’s so far.”

Finn just smiled against Logan’s temple and guided him into the kitchen.

An eternity later, but what was really probably only twenty minutes, there were footfalls coming down the staircase. Finn had his arms around Logan’s shoulders, laughing and talking with Thomas and Cole, when Cole suddenly stopped trailed off. His eyes widened. “Holy shit.”

Thomas nudged him playfully and made an oo sound. 

Cole just shoved him back. “Shut up.” But he was smiling as he made his way towards Layla. “You look gorgeous,” he said, hands coming down to cup her waist. She did look pretty stunning, Finn thought, in her pirate get-up. 

“Thank you,” she said with a proud smile. “Just wait until you see Leo and Katie.”

Finn felt Logan perk up against his chest, his hands coming up to grip Finn’s forearms excitedly. Finn bent down to whisper by his ear. “Calm down.”

“I’m excited.”

“Me, too, just- breathe for a second, baby, you’re getting all worked up.”

Logan flashed dark eyes at him. “What if I want to?”

Finn just rolled his eyes playfully and kissed his cheek. When he pulled away, he was met with crystal blue eyes that were-

“Whoa,” Finn said, a little breathless. “Huh.”

Leo smiled, then turned down to look at Katie. “You think they like our costumes?”

She nodded assuredly. “Yep! I’m gonna go show maman.” Then she was bouncing off her toes and stealing Layla from Cole, presumably going to look for Celeste. The extra fabric of her bandana flapped behind her as she ran to the living room. 

Leo turned back to Finn and Logan, spinning around with his hands splayed out. “So? What do you think? Layla sewed some of this, can you believe that?”

But Finn wasn’t paying attention to the clothes, though they did look nice. He instead straightened, Logan shifting to press against just his side, and reached out to rub a thumb under Leo’s eye. “Huh,” he said again. “What…?”

Leo blushed. “Katie insisted. She wanted my eyes to look like Jack Sparrow’s, but Layla took a little more creative freedom than that. Said silver would look good with the blue.”

“She was right.” Finn leaned in a little to look closer at the silver around Leo’s eyes. It made his blue irises look piercing. He could feel heat working its way down his lower back. “Jesus.”

Leo bit his lip in amusement. “Your ears are red.” He looked at Logan and laughed, reaching out to brush the back of his fingers over his cheeks. “Oh, honey.” 

Finn looked down at Logan, too, who was partially hiding his face in Finn’s shoulder, green eyes dark and wanting, a flush blooming on the high of his cheeks. The look he was giving Leo was so devastating that Finn had to have a serious mental talk with his body.

“Si beau,” Logan whispered. He reached a hand out and Leo came willingly, allowing Logan, too, to press his thumb to the delicate skin under his eye. Logan let out a groan. “Soleil.”

“You’re okay,” Leo whispered, leaning down to kiss Logan softly. “All okay, sweetheart.”

“Non, je t’aime, let’s go, let’s leave.”

Leo barked out a laugh, straightening. “Absolutely not. I did not get all dressed up for a party to then immediately leave. I haven’t even had a drink yet.”

“Sunshine, I’ll buy you any drink you want if we leave right now,” Finn said. “In fact, I’ll literally lick it off your body, or you can lick it off mine, or Logan’s, I just- come on.”

Leo looked amused at Finn’s tone, which had become a little high at the end of his ramble. “Baby,” he said lowly, which was not helping Finn nor Logan whatsoever. He held up two fingers with a mischievous grin. “Two hours. Long enough to be polite, late enough to justify leaving, and early enough to go back home and have hot sex for as long as you want.”

Both Finn and Logan took a sharp breath in at Leo’s forwardness. Logan’s hands were busy fiddling with Leo’s costume. “Soleil.”

Leo just winked, kissed them both, and turned towards the living room. “I am going to find my other pirates. I love you.” Then he and his crystal clear blue eyes were walking away and leaving Finn and Logan desperate in the entryway.

Logan groaned, bumping his head against Finn’s shoulder. “Oh no.”

“I agree, oh no.” Finn wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “Oh, we are so done for.”

“Ouais. He looks so fucking good, I can’t-” Logan cut himself off with another groan and looked up at Finn pleadingly. “Finn.”

Finn ran a hand over his own face. “Okay,” he said. “Okay, game plan.” He counted off on his fingers. “We set a timer, two hours exactly. No later. We make nice and polite chit-chat with all of our friends that we love very dearly to distract ourselves.” He pressed their foreheads together and lowered his voice. “Then when the timer goes off on my watch, we get Leo, drag him and his sexy blue eyes out of here, and I reasonably break the speed limit to get us in bed and get him naked as fast as possible.”

“Not completely naked,” Logan said with a smile. “Not with that eyeliner.”

“Oh, for sure, not completely naked. That stuff is staying on, and I am asking Layla where she got it.”

Logan laughed, then kissed Finn slowly. “D’accord. D’accord, let’s do this.” He let out a heavy sigh. “This will be the longest two hours of our lives.”

“Oh for sure,” Finn agreed, pulling back to fiddle with his watch. “And the timer starts… now.” He straightened and held out his hand for Logan to take. “Now, my knight in shining armor, please escort me to the kitchen. Those ribs smell delicious, and we need lots of sustenance for tonight.” He craned his head and caught sight of golden curls. “And I see our pirate bombshell in there waiting for us. We might not leave for two hours, but that doesn’t mean we’re staying far away from him the whole time. Gotta have our eyes on the prize.”

“Ouais,” Logan said with one of his secret little smiles. He squeezed Finn’s fingers. “Allez, mon prince, let’s get you some sustenance.”

And with a tug of his hand, Finn followed Logan into the kitchen and to the warmth of their sunshine. 

saw this meme template earlier and it made me laugh

Honestly, this is pretty much my inbox. 😂

Can we get cubs engagement announcement to the team, siblings and parents, etc?? I LOVED the first engagement fic so freaking cute 🥹🥹

This was so cute! Thank you for the prompt. <3

All credits to @lumosinlove !!

Finn took a deep breath. This was totally fine. He could do this. It was just his parents. They'd be happy, so happy, he knew for sure. But the nerves still buzzed at the edge of his vision.

They'd spent the first three days of their engagement happy and private, barely leaving their apartment, save for going to the grocery store or the gym. Even then, any more than thirty minutes spent apart was a gaping chasm, and every time they’d stepped back through their apartment heated kisses were shared and clothes were immediately off- not that Finn was complaining. But they hadn't even told anyone yet, and weren't planning on doing so for at least a week.

Until Finn went and spilled the beans to his brother.

Alex, Natalie, and Kasey were visiting Gryffindor for a few days to clear out Kasey and Natalie's old apartment. They'd originally kept that one and Alex's in New York so that they could travel between and visit friends, but after a few years it seemed silly when all of their friends would happily let them stay in their guest rooms anytime. As such, Finn knew he couldn't get out of a meet-up with his brother.

Finn also knew he couldn't keep his mouth shut if he tried. And neither could Alex.

They'd gone to lunch and then out for an afternoon drink. Finn had apparently been jittery, anxious every time a text came through from his fiancées, ranging from sweet love confessions to dirty things he wouldn't dare say out loud. Alex must've noticed, because he smacked Finn's thigh in the middle of the cocktail bar.

“Dude, what is going on? You're jumping out of your skin or something.”

Finn had just bit his nail with wide eyes, bouncing his leg and staring Alex down. But Alex wasn't taking a non-answer.

“Fish, come on.” After a brief silence, Alex put him in a headlock. “Fish, Fish, Fish-”

“Logan and Leo proposed!”

Immediately, Finn had smacked his hand across his mouth. A few people were looking at them, and it was Alex's turn to stare with his mouth ajar. “What?”

Finn had taken the rings out of his pocket and told the whole story. Alex had been happy, shaking him with a whoop! and a hard hug. He'd even yelled out to the restaurant, My little brother's getting married!, which warranted a round of applause and a free drink for them each. In all of the excitement, Finn had forgotten to tell Alex not to say anything.

Logan and Leo had found the whole thing amusing actually. So amusing that, after kissing a flustered Finn, Logan and Leo had suggested blowing off some steam, which took up the next few hours- and then they slept through the entire night.

It wasn't until the following day that Finn actually called Alex up and asked him if he'd told anybody.

“Um,” Alex had said, voice suspiciously high-pitched. “No?”

Finn had groaned. “Really?”

“I couldn't keep it in! And only Kase and Nat, and they keep a secret really well. Or, at least Kasey does.”

Finn had scrubbed a hand over his face. “We just can't help ourselves, huh?”

“We get it from mom.”

And so it was decided. They'd made the spontaneous choice to drive the three hours to New York to tell Haley and Ramsey over dinner. They'd taken the subway from Logan's apartment, and Finn was holding tight to his hand as Leo held the door for them.

“It'll be fine, sweetheart,” he whispered. He pressed a palm to Finn's lower back. “They'll be so happy.”

“Ouais,” Logan said. He turned briefly and pressed a palm to Finn's cheek, eyes mischievous. “If you don't freak out, we'll give you a treat at home.”

Finn perked up. “What kind of treat?”

“The cowboy kind,” Leo teased in his ear. Finn could feel his smile against the shell of it. “Saddle up.”

Finn felt a little warm. “Huh.”

“Allez,” Logan said, gesturing to a table. “There they are.”

They had a half-booth, half-table, Alex and Natalie squished in along the wall with Finn's parents. Haley had stood up, using both hands to wave them over.

Finn took a deep breath. “Let's do this. I want my prize.”

Logan kissed his cheek, then led them over.

“There they are!” Haley said again delightedly. “C'mere, sweet boys!” She hugged Logan and Leo first, squeezing them as tight as she always did.

Kasey had stood up, too, to clasp hands with Finn and draw him into a slap on the back. “You two can't keep quiet can you?” he asked. 

Finn laughed. “No.”

Kasey squeezed his shoulder. “Congratulations.”

“Thank you.”

“Finn O'Hara, what is on your hand?”

Finn pulled back from Kasey's hug abruptly. He stared at the hand that he'd had on Kasey's back, the one with his engagement rings that had surely been visible to the whole table. “Uh…”

“Oh my God!” Haley gasped. She had Logan and Leo's left hands in her own two, and was staring bug-eyed. “Oh my God!” 

They all laughed as she pulled her two future sons-in-law into a hug, arms tight around their upper backs. She was crying, and so was Ramsey, who came up to take Finn into his own arms.

“Dad,” Finn said into Ramsey's shoulder. His throat was tight.

Ramsey just squeezed them tighter. “I'm so happy for you, bud.”

“I really love them.”

Ramsey pulled back to look him in the eye. “And they really love you.”

Finn wanted to reply, but couldn't, as his mom swept him into a hug. “Oh, my baby!”

For some reason, being in his mom's embrace caused Finn to really cry. “Mom. Mom, I'm getting married.”

That set Haley off, too. “You are, honey.” She lowered her arms to cup his face. Her smile was the widest Finn had ever seen it. “Now you can finally have your dream wedding.”

Leo laughed loudly as Finn turned bright red. “His dream wedding?”

Haley looked over at Leo and Logan, who had their arms around each other. “Mm hm,” she nodded. “Up until he was ten he had all these plans for his dream wedding.”

“Mom,” Finn said. He put a hand over his flushed face. “Stop.”

She just kissed his cheek. “My baby's getting married!” she whispered excitedly.

There was a wolf whistle from Natalie, who had stood with Alex to hug Logan and Leo. “Well done, Freckle. Couple of studs you got.”

“Hey,” Alex pouted. “Kasey and I are your only studs.”

Kasey kissed his cheek. “You can't argue with cold hard facts, hon.”

Alex scowled, but leaned into his arms.

After that, it was a flurry of hugs and congratulations before they finally sat down and ordered some wine and pasta. Leo was telling Haley the whole story of their engagement for the third time, Logan's hand clutched in his and resting on the table. Finn sat on the other side of Leo with Kasey, across from Alex and Natalie. He rubbed his palm up and down Leo's thigh to get rid of his nervous energy. 

“So,” Natalie said. She held out her hand expectantly. “Let's see them.”

Finn placed his left palm in hers, allowing her to examine his finger. She smiled and nodded approvingly. “Very you.”

Finn shrugged. “Yeah, they did a good job.” He glanced at his fiancés. Leo's gold chain was around Logan's neck and catching the light. Logan turned to Leo and said something with a smile, Leo kissing his cheek while Haley and Ramsey beamed at them. Finn turned back to his end of the table. “They beat me to it.”

Kasey furrowed his brow. “Huh?”

Finn took a sip of wine. “I was going to go to the jewelers next week and pick out rings. But they beat me to it, the both of them.”

Natalie laughed. “It's not a competition.”

Finn narrowed his eyes. “No, but my vows are gonna be so good they're gonna cry.”

Alex rolled his eyes. “That's kind of the goal of all of the vows.”

“Well,” Finn scoffed. “Then mine will make them cry the hardest.”

Alex shook his head. “You're so fucking weird.”

Finn stuck his tongue out at him. “I'll tell mom you're being mean to me.”

Alex rolled his eyes. “You can't do that.”

“Mom!” Finn said, turning to look at his parents. Haley's eyebrows were already raised in exasperation. “Alex is being mean to me.”

Haley sighed and looked to Leo and Logan. “Are you sure you want that one?”

They both laughed. Leo wrapped an arm around Finn and placed a kiss to the top of his head. “Yeah, we're sure.”

Finn just smiled dopily. Haley cooed and took out her phone. “Go on, boys, get together for a picture.” She gestured frantically with her hands. “Finn, Logan, honey, go stand behind Leo, come on.”

Finn and Logan complied, scraping their chairs back to stand behind Leo. They each had an arm around each other and an arm draped over Leo's shoulders, who was so tall, even in the chair. Finn kissed his forehead, then Logan's. “All good, lovers?”

Haley beamed at them and counted down. “Three, two, one, smile!”

The camera flashed, and their smiles were preserved for forever.

***

“Fuck me.”

Leo rested his chin on Logan’s hoodie-covered head to look at Finn, who'd flopped down on the other side of the couch and tangled his ankles with theirs. He laughed. “That can be arranged.”

Finn smiled sleepily. “I seem to remember we just did that.” He yawned. “I meant I was tired. But I'll take you up on your offer tomorrow, let me rest up.”

Logan stretched, reaching behind himself to grab on Leo’s shoulders and arch upward. Leo snorted. “Well, at your service, my liege.”

“Mm,” Logan hummed happily, eyes closed. “Merci.”

Leo kissed his head. “You have no shame.”

Logan just scratched at Leo’s scalp. “Allez, what time is it?”

“Nine o’clock, baby.”

“Ouais, I've got to call my family. It's Thursday.”

Every Thursday possible, the Tremblay family had a group family video call. Finn and Leo usually said a quick hello, but it was mostly for Logan’s parents to keep track of all their children and check in. Sometimes they didn't all make it, depending on their game schedule, but during the summer it was a sacred and special thing. Even more special that tonight, after revealing it to the O’Haras the day before, Logan was going to tell his parents and sisters the big news.

Logan sighed, pressing back into Leo once more before standing with a groan. His back popped which made Leo laugh. Logan just sent him a scowl.

“I love you,” Leo said with a smile. “Even if you're an aging athlete.”

Finn tweaked his foot. “That joke gets less funny the older we all get.”

Leo winked then leaned his chin up for a kiss from Logan. Logan's face softened before he cupped Leo’s jaw, Leo’s lips soft as a feather against his own. He kissed him once, twice, three times before lingering a moment. 

“D'accord,” he said. “I've got to go tell them.”

Finn smacked him on the butt and leaned up for a hard kiss of his own. “Go get ‘em, Tremblay.”

Logan smiled sheepishly then walked to their bedroom.

He grabbed their iPad from their dresser and flicked out its kickstand, placing it on the bed in front of him as he sat back against the pillows. The icon of their family group chat was a picture of their childhood cats, Mille-feuille and Colette, who'd passed away just before Logan's senior year of college. He smiled and clicked on the video camera icon. Immediately, his family's faces filled the screen. Sydney was with their parents in Rimouski, and Aubrey was visiting Noelle for a couple of weeks, so they were pressed close together in the frame. A flurry of French greeted him and he smiled.

“Salut,” he said. “Ça va?”

His mother immediately launched into a story of some rabbits eating the lettuce in the garden, Noelle saying that they should build the gate around it lower into the ground and higher upwards. His mother tisked at her, which launched another playful argument, and Logan tried to pretend he was listening, but he was biting his nails. 

Aubrey, who was telling them about a new salad recipe she'd made the other day, stopped suddenly in the middle of her sentence. Her eyes bugged out and her mouth parted. “Merde,” she said.

“Quoi?” his mother asked. “What's wrong?”

Aubrey looked at Noelle and then back to the screen. “Look. At Logan’s hand.”

Logan jerked back to attention. Busted. 

Noelle gave a gasp, which set his parents and Sydney off in a confused frenzy, until Sydney realized and started slapping at their father's shoulder. “Oh my goodness, look, look, look!”

Logan smiled sheepishly, holding his left hand up in front of his face. His mother leaned in to get a closer look over her glasses. When she realized, she let out a shout and jolted backwards, covering her mouth in surprise. Logan's dad was smiling.

“T!” Noelle called in English. “T, baby, come over here right now!”

There was a thumping sound, and then Thomas was in the frame behind Noelle and Aubrey. “What? What's happened?”

“Our little Lolo is a betrothed man.”

Thomas squinted, then a huge smile broke over his face. “Fuck yes! Way to fucking go, Tremz.”

“Merci.” Logan said. He could tell his face was bright red.

Sydney tapped the table in front of her anxiously. “You still haven't told us the story, Lolo.”

Logan rolled his eyes. “I'm getting to it.”

“Allez.”

Logan narrowed his eyes at her before sighing and telling them what had happened. His mother gasped when he got to the part about Leo walking out of the room; Marius, Thomas, and his sisters laughed. He smiled. It felt good, to share this with his family. There was a time when he'd have been scared out of his mind to reveal these sorts of details of his life with them. Now, he talked about Leo and Finn and smiled, especially when his father asked to see them.

“Allez, we've got to talk to our sons-in-law,” he said with an arm around Iva's shoulders. They were both slightly teary-eyed.

Logan held up a finger and turned to the slightly ajar bedroom door. “Soleil? Rouge?” he called.

There was the sound of footsteps and then they were standing in the doorway, Leo's arm around Finn's waist and both of them smiling at him. Logan's heart jolted. 

“Sup, baby?” Finn said. 

Logan patted the bed. “Ici. They want to see you.”

Finn's grin widened and he jumped heavily on the bed, jostling them both. He wrapped two arms around Logan's shoulders and pressed a smacking kiss to his cheek before turning to the screen. “Hi, folks,” he said in his Finn way. “How are we?”

“Finnegan,” Noelle said excitedly. “I hear you're a promised man.”

Finn waggled his fingers. “Twice over, Christmas. Got me some bling.”

Marius laughed. “Hi, Finn. We’re so happy for you. Where's Leo?”

“Here!” Leo crawled, much more gently than Finn had, onto the bed on Logan's other side. Logan smiled at him and Leo kissed his forehead, lacing their fingers together. “Howdy, y'all.”

“Gentlemen,” Thomas said. “Congratulations.”

“Thanks, T.” Finn raised his eyebrows and leaned in conspiratorially. “You're the first on the team to know, so keep it on the DL please.”

Thomas’ eyes lit up with mischief. “Oh man. Special privileges. They're gonna be so jealous.”

Leo snorted. “That's one way to think of it, T.”

Finn reached around to brush his thumb over the back of Leo's neck. “We'll tell them at Cap and Loops’ get-together this weekend. Still gotta call Leo's parents when they get back from vacation tomorrow.”

“Well.” Iva clapped her hands together. “Boys, we are so excited to make you part of the family. Our Lolo is very lucky.”

Logan could feel the smile Leo pressed into his hair. “We're lucky, too.”

They all just smiled for a moment before Aubrey let out an uncharacteristic snort.

“Quoi?” Logan asked, straightening. “What's so funny.”

“Nothing,” Aubrey said, trying to hide her amusement. “Just- Leo, are you ready to go from being an only child to having a gazillion siblings?”

That made them all laugh. Leo's smile was bright and wide, and Logan vowed to kiss it when they ended the call. “I don't really have a choice, do I?” he said rhetorically. He squeezed Logan's hand. “Y'all are trouble.” He let go to smack the back of Finn’s head lightly. “But not more than him and Alex.”

“Hey.”

Iva beamed. “Oh, Leo, Finn, we are just so excited!” Logan didn't think he'd ever heard his mother talk so animatedly. She raised her eyebrows at her son. “You keep your father and I updated with the plans, you hear me? No being shy about this, Lobear.”

Logan rolled his eyes and blushed. “Ouais, maman.”

They chatted for a few more minutes before Noelle, Aubrey, and Thomas had to leave to meet some of Noelle's teammates for a drink, and Sydney, Marius, and Iva had to finish cleaning the kitchen. With lots of excited ‘I love yous’, the iPad screen finally went dark. Logan let out a heavy breath, flopping back against the pillows. Leo scratched the hair at the base of his scalp.

“Mm.” Logan leaned into his fingers and opened his eyes sleepily. “Soleil.”

Leo smiled and kissed him softly. “Proud of you, sweetheart.” 

Logan sighed contentedly. Leo's mouth was soft and gentle against his own. He was going to be lulled to sleep until he felt two arms squeeze hard around his waist. He broke away with an amused wheeze. “Rouge-”

Finn ignored him and rolled into him. “Way to fucking go, Tremblay.” He kissed Logan hard, bracketing his thighs with his knees. He was smiling widely when he pulled away. “We're getting fucking married.”

Leo and Logan laughed. “Ouais,” Logan whispered. 

Finn knelt up away from their faces to let out a whoop! and then he was back to crushing Logan's body beneath his own. His nose was so close to Logan's that Logan’s eyes crossed. He jostled them around a bit with a happy laugh, then knelt up again to do the same to Leo, kissing him in that sloppy way he did when he was really excited and energetic.

“Geez,” Leo said around his laughter and Finn's heavy kisses. “Jesus, Harz, oh my Lord. You need- mm- you need to go for a run or something.”

Finn pulled away and shook his head rapidly. “No I don't. We're getting married, peanut!”

They both just laughed and let him tackle them into the bed. Logan's heart was so full.

***

Leo hummed to himself as the ringtone sounded through his AirPods. He could vaguely hear Logan and Finn puttering around in the living room and the soft music they'd put on, but the sound of the sizzling pan and his phone overrode that. After a few moments, there was a swooshing sound and Eloise and Wyatt's faces appeared on the screen where Leo had his cell phone propped against their salt jar.

“Hi, honey!” Eloise said with a wide smile. Her and Wyatt were both tan. “How are you?”

“Good, mama. How was vacation?”

“Caught a big one off the coast, Le,” Wyatt said. “Allez, the guide took a photo on a professional camera, so I'll send it to you once I receive the drive.”

Leo smiled at his father. He loved how he and his parents switched from French to English so easily, their sentences half and half. “Ouais, sounds good dad.  Y'all look tan.”

“Oh, honey, that Florida sun really gets you. Doesn't it, Wy?”

“Sure thing.” 

Eloise nodded then rested her chin in her palm. Her fingers were painted a nice peach. “What's new with you, sweetheart?”

Leo bit his lip around a grin. He made sure that when he spoke he was looking at them. He saw two sets of his own blue eyes reflected right back at him. “Logan proposed.”

Eloise's mouth fell open and Wyatt's eyes crinkled as a smile took over his face. “He didn't.” When Leo nodded, Wyatt let out a barking laugh. “Congratulations, bud.”

Eloise still looked shocked, but her eyebrows were furrowed. “Honey, I thought you were- you showed us the rings!”

Leo laughed with his whole body. “I did, too. This past weekend.”

Eloise raised her eyebrows. “Quoi? And, why, Leo Knut, did you take so long to tell us?”

Leo could feel himself flushing. He coughed. “Well, we- um, we were going to wait until this upcoming weekend.”

“Mm hm,” Eloise said, her eyes knowing. “And you didn't because…?”

“Finn spilled the beans to Alex.”

Both his parents laughed, giving fond shakes of their heads, which is where, Leo realized, he picked up the habit. His mother pointed her finger at him. “D'accord, allez. Tell us everything, sweet boy.”

So Leo did. His parents listened intently, as they always did, interrupting only with exclamations and gasps, a laugh or two in there as well. Leo kept himself busy with the spicy vodka sauce he was making to go with their breaded chicken and pasta. It felt natural, to cook in his Gryffindor kitchen while talking with his parents about Logan and Finn, the two boys just behind him as they dusted and washed the leather sofa. He knew they were only getting half the conversation, Finn even less as Leo and his parents switched effortlessly between their two languages, but he'd tell them later.

Or now, which is what Eloise requested.

“Now, bring my two boys over here, please. I want to see them.” She let out an excited noise and tapped his father on the forearm repeatedly. “Oh, Wy, we're getting some more kids!”

Wyatt just laughed. “Sure are, honey.”

Leo smiled at them and took out his AirPods, shutting them off in their case. He looked over his shoulder to find his fiancés on the couch, Finn reading to Logan softly above the music that they still had playing. It sounded like one of Leo's old country albums.

“Guys,” he said. “Your mother-in-law requests the presence of her two new favorite children.”

Finn's head immediately popped up. “Oh boy.” He grinned widely and patted Logan’s back. “Up and at ‘em, Tremblay.”

They both stood and came over to where Leo had moved to the other side of the counter so they could all fit.

“You know, Eloise,” Finn said mischievously. “You can't really have two favorites.”

Logan shoved him. “Non, you can. What do you think this relationship is?”

Finn nudged him pleadingly. “Let me try and win her over as the favorite, you already had your chance.”

Leo felt his heart warm at the way his parents smiled at them. 

“Oh, my boys,” Eloise said. “We are so excited!”

“So excited,” Wyatt agreed. He nodded. “Well done, Logan. It looks nice.”

Logan blushed. “Merci.”

Leo looked at his father with narrow eyes. “Did you know?”

Wyatt shrugged. “Logan asked me for permission a while ago. But you'd already bought your rings for them, too, so I didn't say anything.”

Finn turned to Leo and Logan. “Did you both ask for permission from our families?”

Leo blushed. “Maybe.”

“Then,” Finn started. “Did all of our families know?”

Wyatt shook his head. “I don't think so. Marius called me, and he'd talked to Haley. We all knew it was going to happen, but we didn't think it'd happen at the same time.” He laughed. “We figured one of you would ask, then the other at a later date. We had a bet going on who would ask first. Marius and I are both fifty bucks richer each, I guess, but just barely.”

Leo rolled his eyes. “Thanks, dad.”

Wyatt winked. “Logan seemed impatient.”

Logan laughed nervously. “Ouais. Ouais, I was.” 

Eloise elbowed Wyatt lightly. “Why didn't you tell me? I could've helped with something!”

Wyatt kissed the side of her head. “There was nothing to help with, dear. Plus, Logan called when you were out for wine night with the Michelle and Elliot, and when that happens y’all don't come back for ages. I wanted it to be a surprise for you, too, honey, so I told him yes for both of us.” 

Eloise narrowed her eyes but accepted another kiss from him. “You're lucky I love you, Wyatt Knut. And that this is a good surprise.” She turned her eyes back to the screen. “Now, Logan, Finn, sweethearts, tell me. How's summer? We’re looking forward to y’all coming down in a couple weeks, Wyatt’s got the cellar stocked with cocktail mixers for you.” 

Leo took that as his cue to leave the conversation and head back to his cooking. When his mother wanted to talk to his boys they chatted for hours, and he figured he might as well be productive with his time. 

He kissed each of their cheeks before walking around to the other side of the counter, opening the oven to check on the breaded chicken. Behind him he could hear his parents’ voices, slightly tinny through the phone, Finn's barking laugh, and Logan's softer accent. Wyatt and Eloise had asked to see the rings and Finn was busy showing them off, holding Logan's hand as though he was displaying a perfume bottle in a store. Leo shook his head fondly. He didn't really mind if he wasn't the favorite son any more (even though his mother would always call him her baby)- his future husbands were worthy opponents to lose to. Plus, it's not as though their relationship shied away from competition. 

Leo bit his lip as his face heated up against the spine-melting memories of the last few days. He leaned against the cabinets beside the stove as he turned to look at Finn and Logan. They were still laughing and talking, Finn regaling Leo's parents with a story about a crazy squirrel fight he'd witnessed on his run the other day. He caught Leo's eye and winked before going back to the story, Eloise and Wyatt laughing through the screen. Logan saw him do it and turned to look, too, his face lighting up even further when he saw Leo. He pursed his lips to lightly blow a kiss. Leo placed a hand over his rapidly beating heart. If he could, he thought, he'd get down on one knee and ask them to marry him all over again.

***

“Mm, are you sure we have to go to this party?”

Leo grinned against Finn's mouth as they kissed across the car console. “You love parties.”

“Yeah,” Finn said. “But you look so good in that shirt and with your curls that I'm finding it difficult to want to leave the car.” He turned to look at Logan in the row behind them with a smirk. “How about I find us a shaded space to park on a back road and we have some fun in the back seat?”

“Non,” Logan said. He leaned forward to kiss Finn’s cheek. “We have to tell them.”

Finn groaned and banged his forehead into the headrest. “But we just got engaged!”

Leo smiled and reached across the console to cup Finn's head and kiss his cheek. “C'mon, sweetheart. Let's go.”

Finn huffed but opened his driver side door. Logan jumped out to open the trunk and grab the cooler with Leo's portion of the barbecue- various salads, corn bread, and some of his mama’s butterscotch cookies.

“I can get that, Lo, if you want.”

Logan shook his head firmly. “Non.” He leaned up for a kiss. “I got this, soleil, you go enjoy the party.”

Leo smiled at him. He looked good, with his partially-unbuttoned pink shirt and blue checkered shorts- like a summer dream in the August heat. His hair was longer, too, the curls fanning out over his ears and lighter from the summer sun. 

“Ugh,” Finn said. “You have to stop.”

Logan turned to find Finn glaring at them with his arms crossed. “Quoi?”

“Your arms,” Finn said, gesturing to where Logan's biceps were flexing while holding the cooler, tan skin on display against his black tank top. Finn stared at him for a moment before flashing his eyes to Leo. “And you, just-” He waved his hand up and down. “-fucking everything, ugh.” He hung his head. “This will be the longest party of my life.”

Logan and Leo both laughed. Leo took Finn's hand and tugged him to the gate on the side of the house. “C'mon.”

The party was in full swing when they walked around to the back yard. There were lawn games set up and tables lined with food. Celeste and Lyall Lupin were by the large grill Sirius and Remus had, plates of marinated meat beside them waiting to be cooked. Finn and Leo went ahead to greet Thomas and Noelle. Logan saw Thomas give them each a huge slap on the back and a big smile, and Noelle looked like she was about to buzz out of her skin. Logan grinned softly. 

“Hey there, Tremz.”

Logan turned to find both Remus and Sirius approaching him. They were both in summer clothes and Remus pushed his sunglasses up into his hair to give Logan a hug. “How are you?”

“Good,” Logan said. He gestured to the cooler. “Where can I put this?”

“Over here,” Sirius said. He picked up one side and helped Logan bring it over to one of the tables. “Leo's handiwork?”

“Yeah,” Logan laughed, opening the cooler so they could both begin unloading some salads. “He made that farro salad you like, Loops, and some spicy corn bread and some not spicy cornbread. Oh, and his mama's butterscotch cookies, they're my-”

A gasp from Remus interrupted him. Sirius looked up, alarmed. “Quoi? Mon loup?”

But Remus ignored him. His eyes were on Logan's hand that was holding a Tupperware container. Logan looked down at his hand and then back up sheepishly. A slow, wide smile crept its way across Remus’ face. “Really?” 

Logan nodded.

“Oh my God!” Remus whispered excitedly. He darted forward and pulled Logan into an excited hug. “Oh my God, congratulations!”

“Quoi?” Sirius asked again. “What, what's happening?”

Remus pulled back and smacked Sirius on the arm. “Look.”

Sirius looked Logan up and down a moment. His eyebrows were furrowed. “I don't understand. What am I-?”

Remus rolled his eyes. “His hand, baby.”

Sirius took another moment to scan Logan. When his eyes caught on his ring, they widened. “Non.”

Logan nodded quickly, his face warm. “Ouais. Leo proposed.”

“But I thought- mais, you had bought-”

“I did. And Leo did. At the same time.” Logan laughed sheepishly and brushed his hand over the back of his neck. “Guess we had the same idea.” 

Sirius just stared at Logan for another moment. Then he barreled forward and pulled him into a clumsy hug, knocking Logan backwards a little bit. “You're getting married,” he whispered in French.

“Ouais,” Logan said. “I'm getting married.”

Sirius slapped his back a few more times. Logan knew they were probably being too obvious, but it felt so good to tell others besides their family that he couldn't find himself to care.

“Mon fil,” came Dumo's low voice. “I'm assuming this has to do with the ring on your finger, and the ones on Leo's and Finn's?”

Logan and Sirius broke apart to find Pascal looking at them with a knowing smile on his face. His eyes were crinkled at the edges and he opened his arms for Logan.

“Leo proposed,” he whispered into Pascal’s shoulder. “And- and I proposed.”

Dumo laughed. “Of course you did it at the same time.”

Logan didn't even have it in him to snark back. Pascal patted him on the shoulder a few times before letting him go with a smile. 

“Did you tell your families?” Sirius asked. 

Logan rolled his eyes. “Finn accidentally told Alex. We were going to wait a bit.”

Pascal laughed loudly. “That sounds like him.”

“Alex is around here somewhere with Kasey and Natalie,” Remus said. “Let's hope he hasn't spilled the beans, yet.”

Logan laughed. “Kasey told him the other night that he couldn't talk about it anymore until we told everyone.”

It seemed, though, that they wouldn't be keeping it in any longer. There was a shout from across the yard that sounded like James. Logan peeked around Remus’ shoulder to see Lily pulling Leo down into a tight hug, chattering excitedly in his ear, and James holding Finn's hand and staring, bug eyed. He looked up at Finn's face with a huge smile. “No fucking way!” 

Finn laughed and accepted James’ hug. 

Sirius sighed. “Not a secret anymore.”

Logan smiled. “Ah, non. But that's okay.”

“Little brother, get over here!” Noelle shouted. She was standing beside Lily, who was looking at Leo’s ring. “Come greet your admirers!”

From there it was a lot of hugs and back slaps, congratulations and way to gos in limitless supply. Logan clutched tightly to Leo's hand as Finn did a dramatic retelling over their engagement story, complete with hand movements and terrible impressions of Leo and Logan's accents. Leo shook his head fondly multiple times and Finn winked at him before continuing. It got people laughing, Logan supposed, even if Finn exaggerated certain bits in that very obvious, sarcastic way he did. 

After, Lyall and Celeste called for dinner, and then it was back to the normal chaos of the party. Logan and Remus won a competitive game of corn hole against Pascal and Sirius, who was cursing in French underneath his breath half the time. Remus laughed at him and chirped back. Sirius just glared at him playfully before breaking into a smile. 

At one point, when they'd settled down around the two fire pits, Logan found himself on Leo's lap in a camp chair. Finn was off mixing drinks with Celeste and Hope Lupin, and Logan watched his freckles darken in the dying light. They framed his smile as he laughed. His hair looked bronze in the sunset.

Leo kissed the back of his neck. “Ça va?”

Logan nodded. “Ouais.” He turned to look. The setting sun also made Leo's hair shine, but it was golden, save for the gray streak. Logan reached up to play with the corkscrew curl. “You both look good. In the sunset.”

Leo smiled. “So do you. Makes you look even more tan. Turns your eyes to jewels.”

Logan bit his lip, smitten, and leaned in to kiss Leo softly. Leo smelled like summer and his cologne and tasted like Logan's future husband. He wanted to kiss Finn and taste the same flavor. 

“We're getting married,” he sighed against Leo's mouth.

Leo kissed his cheek. “We are.”

“Allez,” Logan said, settling himself more firmly in Leo's lap. “Let's go. Now.”

Leo snorted and shook his head. “No, you've gotta let my parents have enough time to buy plane tickets. My mama would cry if she missed our wedding.”

Logan slumped against his chest with a happy hum. “Our wedding.”

Leo smiled and tucked Logan's face into his neck. “Not too soon. I wanna enjoy being your fiancé for a bit, first.”

Logan hummed again and kissed Leo's jaw. 

A hand settled itself on Logan's back. “Order up, husbands.”

Leo laughed and accepted his drink. “Not yet.”

Finn shrugged. “I'm testing it out.” He gave Leo a quick kiss. “How are we?”

Logan sat up to take his drink. “Bien, merci.” He took a sip. Finn was just looking at him with a smile. “Quoi?”

He shook his head. “Nothing.” He looked between them. “You both just look gorgeous in the sunset.”

Logan settled against Leo's chest that was shaking with laughter. He let out an airy laugh of his own before reaching out his hand. Finn took his fingers and squeezed.

“Allez,” Logan said. He yawned. “Let's finish this drink and then say goodbye. I'm sleepy.”

Leo pressed a kiss to the back of his head. “I'll go pack up the containers.”

“Uh uh,” Finn said. He waved Leo off. “You cooked it all, and Lo unloaded it, so I'll load it, peanut butter. Give me ten minutes.”

Leo raised his eyebrows. “It does not take ten minutes to load the cooler.”

Finn winked at him. “It will when I keep getting distracted by watching my future husbands from across the yard.”

Logan could tell Leo was blushing and could practically see his eyeroll, even without looking at his face. He smiled into Leo’s shoulder and peeked out at Finn.

“Ugh,” Finn said. “So gorgeous.” He kissed their cheeks hard and then backed away. “Be back! Don't get married without me!”

Leo squeezed his arms tighter around Logan. “We sure picked a weird one.”

“Mm,” Logan hummed. “Ouais, we did.”

“I think we keep him around anyways.”

Logan kissed Leo's cheek. “Ouais. I'll keep you, too.”

Leo kissed him on the mouth slowly. “Sounds good to me.”

They sat there in silence, watching as their teammates laughed and chatted. It was calmer- some of the kids had gone inside to watch a movie. Pascal, Sirius, and Kasey were all passed out in a couple of Adirondack chairs. Lily, Natalie, and Alex were taking pictures of them and laughing. Remus and Thomas were playing some sort of board game on a picnic blanket with Cole and Layla. Logan stretched. New York was good, but Gryffindor would always be home.

Finn appeared in front of them, cooler in his hands. “Ready?”

Logan nodded. “Ouais.” He yawned again. “Tired.”

“Let's get up, sweetheart,” Leo said. “Bedtime.”

They stood and said their goodbyes with promises to meet some of their friends for lunch or dinner soon, and before Logan knew it he was being sleepily shuffled along by Leo to their car. Finn had the trunk open.

“Your butterscotch cookies were a hit, butter baby,” he said, closing the trunk door. He pouted. “None left for us.” 

Leo opened his free arm to let Finn press against them. “I set some aside for us at home, don't worry honey.”

Finn kissed his cheek. “I knew I agreed to marry you for a reason.” He twirled the keyring around his finger. “Let's go home.”

“Un moment,” Logan sighed. He sank into their bodies. “Let me hug you. We just got engaged.”

Their smiles against his skin lit him up warmer than he ever thought possible.

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“Whoa-ho, there, Tremblay. Hey there, hot stuff.”

Logan jumped at Finn’s smack to her ass from where she was bent over putting on her skates. She turned around to glare daggers. “Finn-”

Finn grabbed her waist and brought her close, smile sharp. “You can’t bend over like that and expect me not to take advantage.”

Logan rolled her eyes but reached her hands up to tug at Finn’s hair. She had cut it for the season and it fell just to her jaw in light waves. Leo had done two French braids that morning to keep the face-framing pieces out of her eyes, but there was still enough loose for Logan to grip. “We’re in the locker room.”

Finn just leaned down and kissed her. “I can’t help that your ass is incredible always. Le’s, too. I’m a very lucky girl.”

“Hm?” Leo asked, walking by in her compression shirt in leggings. She hadn’t put her pads on yet. She leaned against their sides and wrapped an arm around Logan’s waist. “What’d you say, honey?”

“That I love you,” Finn said, but her eyes were twinkling. 

Leo narrowed her eyes. “No you didn’t.”

Finn shrugged. “Believe what you want, baby.” But as she walked to her stall to suit up, she gave Leo’s ass a squeeze with two hands.

“Fish,” Leo gasped. She looked down at Logan, her face bright red. “She was talking about my ass, wasn’t she?”

Logan smiled and leaned up to kiss her. “Ouais.” Logan leaned against Leo’s chest. “It’s a very nice ass, soleil.”

Leo snorted. “Yours, too, sweetheart.”

***

“Shit, Knut, you’re a fucking wall today,” Tabby Walker said, panting. “What the hell.”

Leo just smiled and pushed up her mask. “Sorry, Talky.” She squirted water into her mouth as Tabby came up to tap her stick against Leo’s pads.

“You’re gonna be hot tomorrow against Minnesota, baby, I can feel it.”

Leo laughed. “You think?”

“Yeah,” Tabby replied. “Red hot.”

“Hey!” Finn’s voice came. “You can’t call Leo hot!”

Finn and Logan were finishing up stick handling drills with the other forwards at the other end of the ice. They were helping to pick up the cones that they used sometimes when they interrupted Leo and Tabby. Finn handed hers to Logan, who was laughing, and skated over.

She stopped right beside Leo and looked to Tabby. “What’re you doing calling my Leo hot?”

Leo raised her eyebrows. “She also called me baby.”

Finn just pouted. “Walky Talky.”

Tabby slugged Finn in the shoulder gently. “She can’t help the heat, dude. She went full splits, I didn’t have a chance.” She jerked her chin and gave Leo a fist bump. “I’m off, lovebirds.” She turned to Leo and winked cheekily. “Later, Nutty.”

Leo winked back even as Finn made a desperate little whine. “Leo.”

Giggling, Leo turned back to Finn. “Sweetheart, you’re so easy.”

“I can’t help that I’m dating two goddesses. You can do the splits, for crying out loud.” She crossed her arms. “And ‘baby’ is a privilege reserved for me.” 

Leo rolled her eyes with a small smile. “You’re so difficult.” But she kissed Finn’s helmet. “I love you.”

Finn preened under the attention. “Lucky me.”

“Oui, lucky you,” Leo replied. “And if it makes you feel better, Talky calls everybody hot.” She smirked. “Especially Logan’s sister.”

Finn laughed. “Noelle’s a lucky one.”

“Hm,” Leo said, turning to her net. “She is. C’mon, Finnley, help me get my stuff to the locker room so we can go. Vodka chicken’s on the menu tonight.”

“Let’s fucking go,” Finn said, pumping her fists. She grabbed Leo’s water bottle. “Fucking love your vodka chicken.” She looked up to where Logan and Sirius were having what looking like a shooting contest on Kasey at the other end. “Hey Tremblay! Let’s go! Got vodka chicken for dinner tonight.”

Logan looked up at that, and said something to Sirius before skating away. She approached her girlfriends with a smile. “Ouais, let’s go.”

Leo nodded towards the other end of the ice. “Having fun?”

Logan smiled. “Oui, just doing a shooting competition with Cap.” She turned her head slightly and raised her voice. “Which I won!”

“Non!” Sirius yelled back. “Non, tu n'as pas gagné!”

Logan rolled her eyes, turning back. “I so did.”

Finn just threw her arm around her. “Let’s go. Vodka chicken time.”

The locker room was rowdy as it always was after practice, the adrenaline having yet to wear off. Leo shook her curls out of their low ponytail and fluffed it up from her scalp. It was getting long now- she’d have to cut it soon so it wouldn’t overheat the back of her neck, especially as they were getting deeper into the season. They were on a winning streak, and the Boston crowd was expecting big things from the Fleet.

She felt a tug on a lock of hair and arms wrapping around her waist from behind. Logan squeezed her briefly before coming around to face her. “Ca va?”

Leo nodded, placing a kiss between her two Dutch braids. There were pieces that had come loose. Leo thought that Logan always looked so gorgeous after practice, her face warm and her dark hair a little mussed. The messy braid look really suited her. 

“Ouais,” Leo said. She continued in French. “How much longer do you need?”

Logan kissed her collarbone. “Twenty minutes. Gotta shower real quick, then we can go home.”

Leo nodded, stripping off to follow Logan into the showers. Logan led her to the ones on the other side of the wall that divided the shower room, where Finn already was under her own nozzle. There wasn’t anybody else, and she lit up at the sight of them. “Oh boy.” She not-so-subtely peeked around at Leo and Logan’s backsides. “Yup, I don’t regret a thing.”

Leo turned bright red and Logan laughed, leaning up to kiss her cheek before turning on two nozzles for them. “Later, Harz.”

Finn smiled, eyes happy and with that sharp look that she sometimes got. “Hot stuff, Tremblay.”

Logan turned her face up to the spray, careful to not get her braids too wet. “You can’t call me that.” She peeked out mischievously. “Only Talker can.”

Finn spluttered and Leo laughed loudly. When Logan turned to look, Finn’s ears were red and she looked like the was struggling to maintain composure, which just made Logan smirk and close her eyes.

“Nuh-uh,” Finn complained. “Nope, nope, no more.” She flicked water at them both. “Not funny.”

Leo just reached over to grab her hand and kiss it. “Love you, sweetheart.” Finn put on her sad eyes and Leo snorted. “Say it back, you goof.”

Finn’s eyes narrowed. 

Leo bit her lip around a smile and turned towards her own shower. “Fine. No vodka chicken for you.”

Finn gasped. “You don’t mean that.”

Logan hummed. “Ouais. Le and I will eat it all.”

“No, nope,” Finn said. She stepped up behind Leo and pressed a kiss to her shoulder before reaching out to tug Logan over. Surprised, Logan came with a slight yelp, slipping a little on the floor. But before she could chastise, Finn kissed her soundly. “Love you, love you, love you.”

Leo looked over her shoulder to see Logan’s green eyes looking up through dark lashes. She was smiling softly. “Je t’aime.” She looked to Leo and her smile grew. “Je t’aime, soleil.”

“I love you,” Leo said, leaning in for a brief kiss. “But let’s get a move on.” She reached for the soap. “I’m fucking starving and you two are stalling me.”

And with a light smack to each of their asses, Finn went back to her own shower, laughing at her girlfriends’ twin gasps. 

Finn O'Hara really was a very lucky girl

thoughts on the new chapter????

Oh my Gooooood, so good!

Sirius and Remus make my heart absolutely MELT, and it's also so fun to see them with the Potters and the Lupins and Regulus. They're so cute!! I feel like lots of people focus on the Cubs, but remember, guys, Coops are getting MARRIED!!!!

And obviously the Cubs are so adorable. Poor Finn there for a moment, he was having a tough time. And LEO, him being worried about the season schedule broke my heart just a little. But Logan is so good to them and keeps wanting to be a better partner every day, he loves them so much!!

So excited for the next one!!

I don’t know if you’ve ever seen this: https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZP8NASMSn/ clip of baby Taylor swift but it gave me SUCH baby leo vibes the way she says “thank you!…thanks for saying that!” and it just made me think of the cubs watching each others home videos

I am not going to lie- I am not a Taylor Swift fan, nor am I really on TikTok. And I don't pay much attention to celebrities in general, so I DEFINITELY don't get the reference, BUT I love love LOVE home movies. My parents have some of my brothers and I that I love, so I thought it'd be cool to have an O'Hara Brother Feature.

Keep the asks coming! All credits to @lumosinlove !

“Oh-ho, look at these gems,” Finn laughed. He had a box open in front of him on the ground, laden with VHS tapes in his parent’s Hamptons house living room. “A blast from the past.”

“Quoi?” Logan asked. He came up behind Finn to put a hand on his back, glass of wine held in the other. “What are those?”

“These, my baby, are old family movies.” Finn smiled at the dates scribbled on the back. “Oh man, we gotta put these in. I think we still have the VHS player under the TV.”

“Ouais,” Logan said, kissing the top of his head. It smelled salty like the sea, and musky, like Finn. “I’ll go get Le.”

“Mm,” Finn hummed. “Tell him to get out of the kitchen and sit down. He’s doing too much.”

Logan laughed and straightened. “I’ll try, but your mother’s recipe book collection is hard to pull him away from.”

Sure enough, when he entered the large kitchen, Leo was sat at the granite countertop on a barstool, humming to himself and flipping through one of Haley’s cookbooks. He had an entire stack of a half dozen in front of him, and a piece of paper that he kept tearing up and using to create bookmarks. Logan watched his back fondly for a moment before sidling up to him and kissing his cheek. “What are you reading, soleil?”

“Falafel fritters with a tomato and carrot cream,” Leo said. He didn’t even turn to look at Logan, eyes focused on the page. “It’s in this new vegan book Haley got, I think I’ll make it as an appetiser tomorrow.”

“Ouais, sounds good,” Logan replied. He pressed soft kisses to the skin under Leo’s ear. “Leo.”

“One second.” Leo’s eyes were still glued to the recipe and he ripped some paper to make a bookmark, then turned to drape his arms over Logan’s shoulders. “Hi. Hi, sweetheart, hi.” He kissed Logan softly. “Sorry, I’ve been so focused.”

“Non, it’s good,” Logan said gently with a smile. He ran a palm up and down Leo’s side. “You’re so relaxed. You sleep better here.”

Leo nodded. “I think it’s the air. And the food. I like having time to cook more.” He perked up and turned to another cookbook. “Which reminds me, I also saw this Yemeni recipe for lamb, it looks really good.” He flipped through a few pages, brows furrowed, and Logan leaned his head on his shoulder. “I can’t remember what page it’s on, I’m sure I bookmarked it-”

“Ouais, mon coeur, sounds good,” Logan murmured into his skin. He took the book gently from Leo’s hands and set it down. “We can go to the farmer’s market tomorrow for vegetables and to the butcher’s the next town over. And there’s the spice shop right beside it, ouais?”

Leo was nodding. He ran a hand through Logan’s hair. “Ouais, sounds good.” He took Logan’s glass for a sip of wine and then set it on the counter. “C’mere,” he said, folding Logan into a hug. With Leo sat down like that, they were closer in height, and it was easier for Logan to tuck his face into his neck. Leo let out a deep sigh. “I’m so happy here. I feel so much better.”

“I know,” Logan whispered. He felt the tension in his muscles ease. “You’re so beautiful here.” He pulled back to kiss Leo gently a few times then took his hands. “C’mon. Fish found some home movies he wants to show us.”

“Oh yeah?” Leo asked, eyebrows raised in amusement. He turned to organize the cookbooks back together. “Can’t miss that. You want more wine, honey?”

Logan shook his head. “Non, merci.” He looped his arms around Leo’s neck when he turned around. He stood on Leo’s socked feet with a smile. “Just you. You and rouge.”

Leo grinned at him walked them a few steps before grabbing Logan under his thighs and picking him up. Logan gasped out a laugh and squeeze Leo’s hips with his thighs. “Soleil.”

“It’s the vacation bliss, honey,” he said matter-of-factly. His blue eyes were twinkly and happy. “Let’s go see our boy.”

Back in the living room, Finn had seemingly figured out how to work the VHS player and was flicking the television on. He smiled up from the couch when they came in. “Hello, lovers.” He raised his eyebrows. “Lo, did you somehow lose function in your feet on vacation?”

“Non,” Logan said. Leo brought him closer to the couch and he gently transferred himself from Leo’s arms and onto the cushions. “Non, but vacation means I get to be carried around.”

“And what about our Leo?” He patted his lap. “Come sit, sunshine.”

“Hi,” Leo said as he straddled Finn’s waist. “What’d you find, sweetheart?”

Finn caressed Leo’s ribs. “Home movies of Al and I when we were little. I wanna watch them.” He leaned in to kiss Leo softly, and Logan loved how gentle he always was with them. “Having fun being a personal climbing gym?”

Leo laughed, his face flushing. “Loads,” he said. “If you can be mine.”

“Count on it baby, hold on.”

Finn abruptly stood up, clutching one hand under Leo’s thigh and the other around his back, and dipped him towards the ground. Leo’s face was red with laughter and his curls hung freely away from his head as he tilted it back. “Fish, your back-”

“You’re not hurting me,” Finn said through his snickering, love written all over his face as he bent to kiss at Leo’s neck exaggeratedly. “I could just eat you for dessert.”

“No,” Leo laughed, his biceps flexing where they were wrapped around Finn’s shoulders. 

“No?” Finn asked incredulously. He straightened and boosted Leo higher in his arms with a pout. “What do you mean, ‘no’? Logan and I love eating you for dessert.” He turned to look at Logan. “Isn’t that right, Lo, baby?”

“Ouais, my favorite,” Logan sighed with a soft smile. He brought his feet up under him and tilted his head to lay back against the cushions. “Allez, ici.”

Finn placed another kiss on Leo’s cheek and sat back down on the couch, Leo swinging a leg around to settle down on his other side. Logan threw his legs across their laps and poked Leo’s thigh with his toes. “Le.”

Leo snorted but massaged his arches with his thumbs. “What excuse do you have for foot rubs? I thought they stopped functioning.” 

Logan just looked up at him through his eyelashes. “Non, they didn’t. They’re sore.”

Leo just kissed his ankle.

Meanwhile, Finn had switched over to the right input on the TV. He briefly lifted Logan’s legs up to go to the player and press ‘play’, then sat back down with an excited little shimmy. “I have no idea how long these are, but the date should be when I was about a year and a half and Alex about five. Should be pretty funny.”

Leo chuckled. “I bet. You’ve both been trouble makers since you were born.”

“Hush,” Finn said teasingly. “I am an esteemed gentleman.”

“Non,” Logan snorted. “Non, you’re not.” He reached for Finn’s hand and kissed it. “But you’re very sweet.

“Well, we know how you feel about sweet things, huh, sweet thing?” Finn retorted. He rubbed a palm up and down Logan’s thigh. “Oh, shit, it’s loaded.”

They all turned their heads to look at the screen. Logan recognized the O’Hara’s brownstone living room, but there was carpet instead of hardfloor and the video was a bit grainy. Ramsey was sat on the floor, hair a little bit less gray and thicker, but still that deep auburn that was signature to the O’Hara’s. He had black glasses with overly large rectangular frames, and his eyes were trained on the foam blocks in front of him. Beside him was-

“Oh, sweetheart,” Leo said fondly. “You were so cute! Oh, look at you.”

Finn, no more than a toddler, was sat next to his father in just a pull-up. His face was freckly, all though not as much as in adulthood, and his hair was still red and thick, much thicker than a normal toddler’s. He was a bit chubby and his eyes were still toasty brown and wide, trained on Ramsey as his father tried to demonstrate how to stack blocks on top of one another. Finn was watching him carefully. 

“Finn, baby,” Haley, who was filming, said. “Whatcha doing?”

Finn turned and gave her a toothy grin, exactly the same one he gave Logan and Leo every day. “Mama.”

Haley laughed. “Hi, baby. You having fun with dad?”

“Yeah, bud,” Ramsey cooed. He held up a blue rectangle. “Can you stack it for me?”

Finn furrowed his brow and nodded, taking the block from his father and placing it on top of the small pile. He smiled, proud of his work. “Mama, look!”

“I see baby!” Haley laughed. “Can you tell me the colors, please?”

Finn nodded, and rattled them off from bottom to top. Red, blue, yellow, green, pink- he stumbled over the world ‘purple’, which made his father laugh and run a hand over the top of his head. “Purple, buddy.”

“Poi-pur-purple.”

Haley and Ramsey cooed over him again, and he bounced happily where he was sat on the floor- until someone else came into the frame. 

“Mom!” a little Alex O’Hara called. “Mom, I don’t know where my skates are. I want to bring them in for show and tell.”

He walked further into the frame then, a spitting image of Finn- or, really, Finn was a spitting image of him- but older and taller. He stopped when he saw his mom with the camera, and went up to hug at her legs eagerly. “Can I see myself?”

“What’s the magic word?” Ramsey asked.

“Please?”

“Sure, honey, hold on.” There was a movement, presumably Haley flipping the little video screen on the side over to display Alex to himself. “There you go, can you see?”

“Yeah, thanks,” Alex said. He was checking himself out in the camera, smoothing his hair back slightly. His eyes brightened suddenly. “Hey, Fishy, come here.”

“Alex, what are you doing?”

“I’m gonna show Finn himself, dad,” Alex said. He went over and scooped his hands under Finn’s armpits. Finn protested slightly, but Alex wrapped his arms around Finn’s chest. “It’s okay, Fish, I got you.” He lifted him up gingerly and waddled him over to the camera. “Look, Finn, look,” he gasped, voice higher. “Look, it’s you! Can’t you see?” He used one hand to point. “Can you see us, Fishy?”

Finn took a second to look, then burst out laughing. “Alex!”

“Yeah,” Alex giggled. “Look at this.” He crossed his eyes and stuck out his tongue, sending Finn into a fit of laughter all over again. Ramsey and Haley were laughing, too, shaking the camera slightly.

“Al, be careful,” Ramsey said. “Don’t squeeze him too hard.”

“I won’t hurt him,” Alex replied, giving Finn a hug. “He’s my baby brother.” He made another face at the camera. “Fishy, make a funny face, too!”

Finn did his best attempt at mimicking his brother, and then the tape went dark. 

Logan took a breath, carefully looking over at Finn beside him. He was smiling, a hand brought up to his chin. Leo looked at Logan from across his body and winked, then leaned in to kiss the side of Finn’s head. “You smile exactly the same.”

Finn didn’t say anything for a few seconds. Then, as though he couldn’t help it, he burst out laughing. “Did you see my father’s glasses?” He had to lean back on the couch he was laughing so hard. “Oh my God, and Alex’s shirt? That was bright fucking neon yellow, what an awful fashion statement.”

Logan brought his legs back to tuck under himself and leaned in to scratch at Finn’s scalp. “Ouais, but you were wearing- what do you call them?”

“A pull-up, sweetheart,” Leo said.

“Right, a pull-up.” He grinned against Finn’s jaw. “It barely fit over your chubby thighs.”

“Hey,” Finn said. “I was a baby.”

“I thought your chubby thighs were cute, honey,” Leo said. He also had an arm around Finn, but was massaging at the base of his neck. “I didn’t realize you were that chunky, my Lord.”

“I grew out of it by the time I was four. Then I was a scrawny fucker for a while, jeez.”

Logan bit at his bicep. “Not anymore.”

“Nope, now I’m all muscly for you,” Finn said smugly. “Means I can pick you up.”

Leo laughed. “So you’re muscly so we can use you as our personal climbing gym?”

“I said what I said.”

Leo shook his head. “You’re ridiculous.” He kissed Finn’s cheek. “I love you very much.” He nodded at the T.V. “Let’s put in another tape.”

“Ouais,” Logan said lowly. He looked up through his lashes with a grin. “And then dessert?”

Finn’s whipped his head over to look at him, smiling, then turned to Leo. “I could eat dessert.”

Leo’s face was bright red, but he looked pleased. “Movie first. Then you can eat dessert.” 

Logan laughed- he had never seen Finn scramble to stand up so fast.  

This was something I wrote ages ago, so have a gift!

I am still working on the prompts, but keep them coming!

TW: Mention of nefarious activities but nothing explicit!

All credits to @lumosinlove

“Tremblay, what have you done this time?”

Logan knew that Cecilia, his manager, was being sarcastic, but her eyebrows still raised warily as he stepped into her office. She was fairly new still, and Logan liked her a lot. Martin had recommended her upon his retirement two years ago, and she had been nothing but efficient and helpful- but Logan couldn’t deny that he did cause her a little trouble. He winced internally at the memory of the time he had gotten into a brutal fight with an L.A. Kings player who’d said something about Leo, who was out with a hamstring injury at the time. He’d implied an unsavory way in which Leo could have gotten that injury, and Logan had immediately lost it. 

He had woken up to a message from Cecilia saying Impressed, but really? with some photos attached that had circulated Twitter. They weren’t anything incriminating, just annoying, but they had required he attend a conference regarding his ‘attack dog tendencies’, as Finn so loveingly called them. Needless to say, however, Cecilia had not been impressed, and he had bought her some really nice chocolates as a thank you for clearing up the misudnerstanding.

He closed the door behind him. “Hi, Cece, how are you?”

She brought her shoulder-length micro-braids up in a twist. “Depends on what you have to say to me Logan.” Her voice was serious, but her expression was teasing. “Have a seat, hon.”

That was another thing that Logan liked about Cecilia. She was no-nonesense, but she was unbearably kind. Her wife, Leanna, played for the New York Sirens, so she was knowledgeable not only about the hockey world, but about how to exist as a queer player within it. Sometimes, if Logan was particularly lonely, he would ask them to go out for a beer, or Leanna would cook for them in their apartment. It felt good to have friends here in New York- even if they sometimes just reminded what he was missing back in Gryffindor.

Which was why he was here today.

He sat down in front of her desk, looking at the picture of her and Leanna when the Sirens won the Walter Cup the previous year. It made him smile and remember that first Stanley Cup he had won with his boys, just about seven years previous. He remembered the parties, and the handshakes, and the hugs from his parents and sisters- but he mostly remembered feeling high and in love on top of it all, the newness of it all. He still felt like that- he’d definitely felt that when they had gotten married two years previous. 

And that’s why now he felt it was time to end that feeling of separation, of sadness. The day after they lost in the Conference Finals less than a week ago, he had called to set up a meeting with Cecilia. His boys were still sleeping when he left, and he had left a note saying he was going to meet up with the team for a final good-bye before they all went their separate ways for the summer. In reality, he had nervously driven here, to Cecilia’s office, hoping he was going to be able to convince her to free him from the box that had weighed down on all their shoulders for years.

Logan looked up to Cecilia. “I want to leave New York.”

She didn’t even flinch, just folded her hands on her lap and nodded for him to continue.

He took a deep breath. “I just- I appreciate everything the Rangers have done for me. And, ouais, d’accord, it could have been a lot worse.” He sighed, suddenly nervous. “And I am… grateful it hasn’t been worse, but- but I think it’s time for me to go.

“I really just,” he started again, then realized he was tearing up. He wiped his nose on his sleeve. “I really miss my husbands. And we made a plan together three years ago that, at the end of mine and Leo’s contracts, we would renegotiate together.” Logan looked at Cecilia, trying to look sure of himself. “So I want to go back to the Lions. Or- or I retire.” He rolled his eyes. “Mais, non, I won’t retire.” He squinted, though, thinking. “Second option is Leo coming here. Which is… fine. But if that’s not happening, then I retire.”

To his surprise, Cecilia just smiled. “I was hoping you’d say that,” she said. She shuffled around in her desk, pulling out a file. “Leo called me last week, and basically said the same thing.” She raised her eyebrows at him. “Although, he didn’t threaten me with retirement.”

Logan flushed with a small smile. “Non, don’t tell them I did that. I think that was just in the moment.”

She laughed. “And I don’t know why it’s a threat to me exactly, but you especially made it seem like that.”

Logan cocked his head, smile challenging. “Well, me retiring means you lose a salary, non?”

Cecilia just snorted. “Tremblay, I’ve got plenty enough clients. You’re not that special, sorry.” She settled down, her expression turning soft. “In all honesty, I’m happy you came to me. No offense, but I can only take so much more of your sad eyes looking at my wife and I in our kitchen cooking you dinner when you have a perfectly capable chef for a husband waiting for you at home.”

Logan laughed, then sat up straighter, suddenly. “What do you mean- waiting for me at home?”

Cecilia grinned slyly. “I had the privilege of having a chat with Arthur Weasley the other day.” She took out a piece of paper from the folder, sliding it over to him. “He’s excited to be welcoming you back for training camp in August.”

Logan just stared at her for a second, then at the papers. There in front of him was his name, a number with a dollar sign- he didn’t care what it was, honestly, they had plenty of money. But he’d been waiting for this moment for so long he didn’t know what to do with himself. 

He looked back up at Cecilia. “I thought- I thought it’d be a lot harder to negotiate this, if I’m honest.”

She just shrugged. “Trust me, I’ve got my magical ways.” She leaned over, resting on her forearms. “But I think it’s time that you call your boys. Or, better yet-” She looked at her watch, then nodded at the door. “I’ve got a couple of guys out there waiting for my next appointment, if you want to let them in.”

Logan’s eyes widened, then he bolted out of his chair and ripped open the door. Leo jumped slightly in the chair he was sitting in- he made it seem so small. Finn, beside him, was gripping Leo’s thigh in surprise, then furrowed his brow when he saw Logan. He stood. “Lo? Baby, what-?”

But Logan was just laughing, walking over in a couple strides to grab Finn’s neck and bring him down for a hard, happy kiss. Finn made a noise as he relaxed into Logan’s hold and wrapped his arms around his waist. Logan pulled away when he felt Leo’s hand on his hip, turning to kiss him, too. Logan was squished in between his two boys, warm and happy and finally going home.

“Lo,” Leo said against his lips. “Lo, Logan, sweetheart. What’s going on?”

Logan pressed one more hard kiss to his lips before pulling away. Finn and Leo were both flushed but still surprised, gripping him hard around his waist and hips as they looked down at him. They looked so funny to Logan in that moment that he had to just laugh. 

Finn, smiling confusedly, just squeezed his ribs a little bit. “Lo, baby, what’s happening?”

Logan leaned in to look in his eyes, noses brushing. “Looks like number ten is going to be back on Gryffindor ice.”

Leo made a choked gasping sound behind him and Finn’s eyes widened. 

“No,” Finn said, mouth splitting into a smile. “No fucking way!”

Logan was nodding, then Finn was gripping his face hard and pulling him into a deep kiss. Leo wrapped his arms harder around Logan’s ribs, lips against his neck. “Oh, Lo,” Leo whispered, voice a little shaky. “Oh, God.”

Logan broke away from Finn, who just pressed a few sloppy kisses to his face, laughing, before he turned to Leo. “Ouais, ouais, soleil.”

“Oh my God,” Leo said again.

Logan realized that Leo was crying. “Sh, sh, soleil,” he shushed, pressing kisses to Leo’s red cheeks. “Don’t cry. Sh, non, don’t cry, c’est bien.”

Leo laughed. “I’m not sad, God, no.” He kissed Logan hard and short in that way he only did when he was deliriously happy. “I’m just so happy, Lo. Oh-” 

He stopped himself, wrapping his arms around Logan’s waist to lift him into a hard hug, Logan’s feet leaving the ground. Logan laughed as he looped his own arms around Leo’s neck. Finn came up behind them and placed his hands gently on Logan’s hips, coaxing Logan’s legs around Leo’s waist. He began to press hard kisses to the back of Logan’s hair and the top of Leo’s head, which was resting in the curve of where Logan’s shoulder met his neck. They were all smiling hard into each other’s skin and laughing a little.

“Fuck,” Finn said giddly. “Fuck, ten. This is so good, what the hell.”

“Ouais,” Logan said. “Ouais, I’m coming home.”

Leo whined a little into Logan’s neck and Logan shushed him again. “Sh, sh, soleil.”

“Sorry,” Leo said, pulling back. Logan wiped away the tears on his rosy cheeks, and Finn leaned around briefly to kiss his lips. “Sorry, it’s just- it’s just been really hard without you.”

Logan nodded in understanding. He’d thought it would be harder on Finn to be apart, especially considering the beginning when Logan left. He knew that he had partially manifested Finn’s worst fear of one of them leaving, but they’d moved past that ages ago. To all of their surprise, including his own, it had been Leo who had had the most difficult time with the separation. He frequently didn’t sleep well and would sometimes get into these funks where he would be sad and nostalgic for days. It checked out, Logan guessed- Leo had always missed his home more than most people, more than Logan or Finn. And just when they had established a home together in Gryffindor all those years ago, Logan had been traded to New York. For him, within two years he had left one home and had one taken away from him, or at least for the nine months of the year that they played hockey. 

Logan and Finn had gotten a lot better at dealing with Leo’s times of spaciness. Normally, he needed to be held by Finn and to call Logan. Finn would read to them, or he would fall asleep to Finn and Logan’s talking. Leo just loved their voices- Logan could relate. He took numerous videos every time he came home and savoured every voice message they sent him, just to rewatch or relisten to them constantly when they were apart. It had gotten easier once Finn had retired and he was able to visit on weekends or travel with Leo to New York, but it definitely stung that Leo was at the mercy of the NHL schedule and his time with Logan was more limited. 

Now, though, hopefully Leo wouldn’t feel that way ever again. 

They were interrupted by someone clearing their throat. Logan looked over Leo’s shoulder to see Cecilia standing by her office door with her arms folded. Her eyebrows were raised, but her eyes were teasing. “Not that this isn’t sweet, boys, but I believe it isn’t official under Mr. Tremblay signs some papers.”

They all laughed.

“Sorry, Cece,” Finn said, helping Logan down from Leo’s hold. They followed her into her office. Finn took Leo’s hand as Logan approached the desk. “We’re just excited, I think.”

“I know,” she replied, placing a pen on top of Logan’s contract. “Been a long time coming, huh?”

Leo shrugged. “Yeah, but you understand how it is more than anyone.”

She nodded. “Yeah, the constant traveling and being apart does take its toll on anyone.” She reached out to ruffle Logan’s hair playfully. “But this one called me all stubborn the other day, so I figured I could do something about that.”

Finn snorted. “That’s one way to describe him.”

Logan tisked his tongue, but signed his signature to the dotted line. When he was finished, he looked up to find everyone else smiling at him.

“Well,” Cecilia sighed. “Looks like I’ll be seeing a lot less of your face around here, Logan. Phone calls only.” She narrowed her eyes. “Unless you cause any more trouble.”

Finn laughed, wrapping his arms around Logan’s waist and pressing a harsh kiss and a bite to Logan’s sharp jaw. “Don’t worry, Cece. He’ll be very good, promise.”

“Finn,” Leo chastised.

But Cecilia just laughed. “Okay, O’Hara. You can continue that at home.” She walked around her desk, and Logan met her for a hard hug. “I’m very happy for you Logan.” She pulled back and put her hands on his shoulders. “And any time you’re back in the city, you’re always welcome over for dinner. All of you.”

“Merci, Cecilia,” Logan said. “Thanks for- for everything.”

She just patted his shoulder softly. “My pleasure, you know that.” She turned to Leo and Finn. “Come here, you two. Then you be on your way- gotta pack up that New York apartment, I imagine.”

Leo and Finn hugged her with bright smiles and a ‘thank you’ each before she was ushering them out the door. 

“I’ll get this contract processed ASAP, Logan, and then I’ll call you when it’s finalized.” She stopped, resting her body against her office door. “But as far as I know, you’re all good to go back to Gryff.”

“Merci beaucoup,” Logan said, hugging her once more. “À bientôt.”

“Nos vemos,” she replied, stepping back. “Off you go boys. Give me a call when you’re back in the city.” And with a final wave, she closed her office door behind her.

Now in the silent hallway, Logan turned to his two boys, who were looking at him expectantly. “Quoi?”

Leo raised his eyebrows. “Seemed like a fun meeting with your team.” 

Logan rolled his eyes. “It was going to be a surprise.”

Leo took him under an arm as they started to walk. “And what if it hadn’t worked out?”

Logan shrugged. “That wasn’t going to happen.”

Leo snorted.

“Non,” Logan said. “I wasn’t going to let it happen.” He briefly took the hand Leo had over his shoulder and kissed the back of it before letting it go limp against him again. “I’ve spent enough time away from you. Not anymore.”

Finn just took his hand and pressed a kiss to his cheek. “Agreed, ten.” He grinned. “Feels so good to call you that again and have it be true.”

Logan laughed. “I thought I always was your ten?”

“Well,” Finn said. “You’re a ten outta ten, if that’s what you’re wondering.” He winked at Leo. “You, too, sunshine.”

Leo just blushed as they entered the elevator and he pushed the button for the parking garage. “You think you’re so clever, Fish.”

“You surely thought that last night when I-”

“Finn.” 

Finn was still laughing when the elevator doors opened for them. Logan walked to his car, then realized they were following him. “Where’s your car?” he asked.

Leo kissed his head. “We walked to breakfast then took the subway here.”

“Hey Le,” Finn interrupted, taking Logan’s keys from him. “I’ll drive, if you wanna blow Logan in the backseat.”

Logan straightened as Leo spluttered. “Finn!” Leo whisper-shouted. His eyes were wide and a bit admonishing, but his adorable cheeks were flushing steadily. “What is up with you today?”

Finn smirked at him and kissed his cheek. “Don’t pretend like you don’t like it.” He chirped the car to unlock it. “Besides, I’m just basking in the love.” He paused. “And if you give me a show and blow Lo in the backseat, maybe I’ll blow you when we get home.”

Logan hummed. “Maybe?”

Finn winked. “Definitely, baby. I’ll blow you both, if you wanna go again, Tremz. Maybe do a little bit more than blow you, if that’s what you want.”

Logan blinked hard. “Ouais. Ouais, yeah, let’s go.”

Finn opened the back door, and Logan gently ushered a blushing Leo into the backseat and closed the door behind them.

Leo shifted as Logan followed and they buckled themselves in. “You’re sure lucky that these windows have shades we can put up, Fish.”

“Counting on it, butter.” He climbed in the driver’s side, adjusting the rearview window. Logan could see his brown eyes in the reflection. “Let’s get going boys. Gonna be a long drive with the midday traffic. You might as well make the most of it.”

Logan smiled at Leo’s flushed skin and Finn’s sharp grin as he leaned over to kiss Leo. Their mouths moved together and he could tell Finn was watching them in the mirror with the way he started cursing. Leo’s body was warm, his hands were working on Logan’s shorts zipper, and Finn was praising them from the front seat- Logan was so high on their sounds and their bodies he almost didn’t know what to do with himself. And, best of all, underneath the teasing words and the heated touches, there always was the love. The beautiful, soul-encompassing love that his boys gave him all day, every day, whether together or apart. But now, that distance was being crossed, hopefully never to part them again.

Logan smiled against Leo’s mouth, reached for Finn’s hand to squeeze it. He couldn’t wait to go home.