“He picks me up all the time” erm we need more of Finn picking up his boyfriends ASAPPPOO
So sorry this took so long. I've been busy-busy, so I've been spacing out my posts until I can write some more. Keep the asks coming though, I love love LOVE receiving prompts! <3
Have some Finn having fun tossing around his boys! All credits to @lumosinlove !!
“Let’s go, Lo baby,” Finn said. He grabbed Logan’s body from the bed and picked him up bridal style. Logan let out a wheezing noise.
“Fish.”
“Nope, we gotta go.” Finn was grinning down at him and placed a smacking kiss on his forehead. “It’s Christmas!”
“Non, it’s not,” Logan sighed. He burrowed his face into Finn’s neck. “That’s tomorrow.”
Finn nodded enthusiastically as he carried Logan out into the living room. “Right, but Leo’s doing food prep today for dinner tomorrow. Loads of people are coming over, baby, we gotta help.”
Logan groaned. “Café.”
“Right here, honey,” Leo’s voice came. He was stood in the kitchen dressed in the cute reindeer apron Finn had bought him for this exact day, smiling with a mug in his hand. “Put some cinnamon in it, too. And some homemade whipped cream.”
Logan smiled at him. “Thank you.” He jostled Finn’s shoulders. “Down.”
“Nope, not yet.” He boosted Logan up. “Here we go.” And with that, he ran around the counter, making a zoom sound, and stopped right in front of Leo. “Here, Le, Santa brought you a present.”
Leo raised his eyebrows amusedly. “Santa, huh?”
“Yup.” Finn’s grin was sly. “Sexy Santa, too. He forgot his suit and hat, though.”
Leo held out his arms. “It’s okay. I prefer him without it.” He transitioned Logan from Finn’s arms to his own and kissed his forehead. Logan preened under the attention. “My favorite gift ever.”
Finn waggled his eyebrows. “Want me to wrap him up for you? Give me five minutes.”
Leo snorted. “We don’t have time.” Logan reached up to play with his curls and drew him down into a kiss. Leo smiled into it. “Although, you do make a very convincing argument.” With a last kiss, he placed Logan back in Finn’s arms. “Go get dressed, sweethearts. I’ve got coffee ready, some oatmeal, and then it’s show time.”
“On it, butter.” Finn spun a one-eighty, making Logan laugh, and ran back into their bedroom. “Don’t worry, Le!” he called. “Santa will be back with your present in a jiffy!” There was a small silence. “Hey, Le! If I get a sexy Santa costume, can I get you a sexy Mrs. Claus outfit, and then we can unwrap our gift together?”
Leo shook his head fondly. “Whatever you want sweetheart!” He bit his lip. “Tell you what, honey, if we can get the meat marinating and the desserts in the oven by lunch, I’ll give you a present.”
There were two sharp intakes of breath. “On it!”
***
“Finn!”
Logan opened his eyes from where he was laying beneath the shade of a tree. He squinted against the sun filtering through the leaves and turned his head, breaking out into a smile. He didn’t know how or why, but Finn had Leo over his shoulder, Leo still with the football they were throwing in his hands. Leo was laughing, curls dangling towards the ground. Finn was running towards Logan a little lopsidely with that gorgeous crooked smile. Logan pushed himself up on his elbows to greet them, grinning up at them as Finn stopped beside their picnic blanket.
“Hi, gorgeous.”
“Rouge.” He peered around Finn’s legs to meet Leo’s red face. “Why is soleil upside down?”
Finn gave Leo’s butt a loving smack. “I wanted to demonstrate my football tackle.”
“Finn,” Leo laughed. “This is not a football tackle.”
Finn shrugged. “It’s like… if a football tackle was combined with a touchdown. The goal is to carry you into the endzone, Le.”
“Harz, that is not how football-”
But Finn interrupted him by spinning around a few times before crouching down to put Leo on his feet. He pressed a burst of kisses to Leo’s cheek. “Howdy, baby. You okay?”
Leo pinched his hips. “That was a lot of spinning.”
Finn waggled his eyebrows. “Fun, right?”
Leo giggled in the twinkly way he did. It lit Logan up, and he reached up to grab at Leo’s hand. “Assieds-toi, mon amour.”
Leo sat down with an oof and flopped down on Logan’s chest. “How’s your nap, sweetheart?”
“Good,” Logan sighed. “Rouge, ici.”
Finn laid himself down on Logan’s other shoulder. He looked contemplative. “Hey, Lo, do you think I could use you as a football?” He grinned sharply. “Leo and I could toss you in between us.”
Logan slapped his chest, but blushed anyways. Leo’s laugh was light in his ear and he leaned into their bodies as he closed his eyes, allowing the summer heat to work its way into his body. He was warm all over as he drifted off to sleep.
***
“Fish, this is not going to-”
“No, no, hold on, I can do it-”
“Rouge, you’re going to drop me-!”
“Oof.”
Leo stabilized himself on the ground to keep from falling on Logan and Finn, who were pressed into the couch at an awkward angle. Finn was attempting to lift them both up, a feat he assured them he could accomplish. So far, it had proven less than easy.
“Finn,” Leo sighed. “Combined Logan and I are almost four hundred pounds. You’re going to hurt yourself.”
“Nuh-uh,” Finn protested, righting himself with a kiss to Logan’s cheek. “I can squat four twenty-five for reps, peanut butter. I can totally carry you.”
“Hm, so strong,” Logan said appreciatively as he ran his hands up and down Finn’s biceps.
Finn winked at him. “Just for you, baby.” He jumped a couple times them squatted down with a look behind his shoulder at Leo. “C’mon, Le, up.”
Leo sighed again. “Okay,” he conceded. He jumped on Finn’s back and gripped him with his limbs. “Just be careful, sweetheart. We’ve gotta go back after the All-Star break, and coach would kill us if you got injured. And Lo’s gotta make it back to New York in one piece.”
“It’ll be fine, trust me, baby.” He patted Leo’s thighs. “You secure, nutter butter?”
“So secure.”
“All righty.” He guided Logan into standing on the coach and reached out for him. “C’mere, Lolo.”
“That’s not my name.”
“Lo, baby. Let’s go, I wanna do it.”
“D’accord. D’accord, here we go.”
Logan gingerly wrapped his legs around Finn and Leo’s bodies, hooking his ankles into Leo’s lower back. His hands gripped around Finn’s neck.
“Rouge, am I choking you?”
“Not now, but you can later.”
“Harz, non-”
“What do you mean, ‘non’? I’ll have you know, I’m totally game for-”
“Guys,” Leo interrupted with a laugh. “Guys, we’re doing it.”
“Oh,” Finn gasped. “Oh, oh, hey! Yes, look at that!” Finn let out a whoop and jostled Logan around his butt. “Let’s fucking go! Gonna carry both my boys around everywhere.”
Logan raised his eyebrows. “I dare you to take two steps.”
“You just watch.” Finn took two shaky steps backward, then spun and attempted to walk around the couch. Each stride was easier and easier, and Logan and Leo watched a pleased grin take over his face. “Would ya look at that?” He reached one arm around to pat at Leo blindly. “Hey, wanna walk down the aisle like this?”
“No,” Leo laughed. “That’d be ridiculous.”
“Not really. I don’t think it’d surprise anybody.”
Logan laughed and kissed him. “Only you, rouge.”
“No,” Finn retorted with a smile. He was just wandering around the apartment now, aimlessly meandering. “You two seem to be enjoying this.”
Leo got a full view of Logan’s twinkling eyes. “Ouais. Ouais, you know, I am.”
Leo tucked his chin over Finn’s shoulder. “Me, too. Maybe we do walk down the aisle like this.”
“That’s what I’m talking about.” Finn did a little shimmy and headed towards their bedroom. “Okay, now let’s go to the park and see how far I can run with you.”
“Non,” Logan said. He was smirking. “I think I want you to toss me around a little more.”
“Oh yeah? Get ready baby.”
And all Logan and Leo could do was laugh as Logan was launched onto their bed.