I was wondering if you could write anything to do with any of these:
Finn and Logan being obsessed with Leo’s legs
Finn and Leo being obsessed with Logan’s arms
Logan and leo being obsessed with Finn’s freckles and eyes
Just them being obsessed with each other in general😭 they are so in love I can’t stand it
Thank you so much! You’re a Saint <3
I am SO CLOSE to being back with my computer! I've been doing a lot of hiking, so not so much writing, but in 48 hours I will be up and running as normal. YIPPEE!!!!
This was one of those aska that was just so fun to write! I love all of your ideas, friends, keep 'em comin'. :)
Credits to @lumosinlove <3
Katie Dumais was getting too big, Logan thought. At ten years old, she was the spitting image of her dad, down to the practical pranks she played on her siblings. Adele found it amusing- Marc and Louis did not.
Ten was a big age, Logan decided. It was when kids stopped liking to be held, to be picked up, to hang out with their older siblings (blood related or not). Katie had given him and his boys a hard hug each when they arrived to her birthday party, but was now way more occupied with her friends where they were painting each other's nails on a picnic blanket in the Dumais’ backyard. Logan sighed, resting his head back against the Adirondack chair he was sitting on. He felt someone else sit in the chair beside him.
“This is making me feel old.”
Logan smiled at Sirius’ familar French and opened his eyes to look at him. “Ouais. I remember when she was little.”
“I remember when she was a newborn- I'd just moved in.”
Logan let out an amused snort. “Fuck, you must be feeling really old.”
“Allez, I'm not thirty quite yet.”
They laughed at each other for a brief moment. It felt good, to let go with Sirius again. Like it had been no time at all that they were on the same team, spending lots of free time together. They had so many fond memories together in the Dumais’ kitchen: meals shared, laughter, cleaning up the kitchen with Dumo. Logan loved the life he had now, with Finn and Leo, but there were times he wanted to be back there, young and clumsily moving through life. Being with Sirius in this moment felt like a different version of that, Logan supposed.
A presence joined them in the chair on Logan's other side. A cup with a drink in it appeared in front of his face. “For my Lo.”
Logan smiled and kissed Finn's cheek in thanks. “Merci.” He sipped it. “It's good.”
Finn patted his thigh. “Of course it is. I've made rum and coke for you for over a decade, I'm a master.”
“I wish Remus and I were good at mixing drinks,” Sirius said wistfully. “We always end up putting too much alcohol in it.”
Finn laughed around the sip he was taking from Logan's cup. “Well, if that's the goal, you're doing it right then.”
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Ouais, I guess.”
Finn nudged Logan's ear with his nose. “Heads up, some of Katie's friend have tiny siblings and they are all over Leo right now.”
Logan turned into him. Their noses were now brushing. “And what do you think of that?”
“Let's just say that, if I had ovaries, they would be bursting.”
Logan full-body laughed at that, hiding his face in Finn's shoulder. He could feel the smile Finn pressed into his forehead.
“What's so funny?” Remus asked. He and Cole had come to sit on Sirius’ other side.
Finn looked amused. “My ovaries.”
Remus just looked at him. “You don't have ovaries.”
“Well, not physical ones.”
Cole shook his head. “You're so fucking weird, O'Hara.”
Finn just shrugged. He took a sip of Logan's drink again, then suddenly sat up straighter. “Lo, look, look, look.”
Logan picked his head up to follow where Finn's finger was pointing to. Sure enough, Leo was surrounded by about half a dozen little kids, all definitely four or under, and they were playing what looked like a game of keep-away with a tiny soccer ball. A little girl was in the middle, laughing when Leo dangled the ball out in front of her, only to take it back. Eventually, he did let her get it, and went into the middle of the circle. He jogged slowly, exaggeratedly, as the kids passed it around to one another.
“Oh,” Remus said. He snorted lightly. “That's why your ovaries are exploding.”
Finn hummed. “Can you blame me?”
“He has no comment,” Sirius said, which made Remus just laugh.
Logan laced his fingers with Finn's on top of his thigh as they continued to watch. Leo looked happy, smile wide and white, a light sheen of sweat on his face from the hot summer sun. He was tall, too, dwarfing the small children around him. Logan let out a happy sigh. Finn kissed the side of his head. “He's going to be such a cute dad.”
Logan felt his chest warm. “Ouais. Ouais, he is.” He turned to kiss Finn properly on the mouth. “So are you. So sexy.”
Finn laughed a little breathlessly. “Stop that, you're getting me going,” he whispered.
“Maybe I want you to.” Logan leaned in closer with a smile. “Let's go to Dumo's bathroom again.”
Finn's ears were red and his eyes wide. Logan could tell he liked the idea, even if he wouldn't go through with it. “We can't do that, it's Katie's birthday.”
“She doesn't care about us,” Logan scoffed. “We're not cool enough anymore.”
Finn laughed and squeezed his hand. “Well, then, we can't because we're watching Leo play with tiny humans.”
“Oh, that's right.” Logan kissed Finn's cheek once more before turning with a sigh to look at Leo. “He's so tall.”
“Ugh, I know. Just look at his legs, Jesus Christ.”
Indeed, his legs were a sight to behold. They were lean and tan, the quad and hamstring muscles flexing and visible whenever he moved. His waist was slim, and he was tall, so shorts never ran long enough anyways, but Leo also preferred the eight-inch inseam, which left so much bare skin visible. Logan wanted to dig his teeth into the muscles of his inner thighs.
Leo was still in the middle, not quite yet letting himself best the kids. But one of them kicked the ball a little too hard, and it was going to go flying into a food table on the other side of the yard. Leo acted quickly, extending his long- so long, Jesus Christ- leg out to block it with his foot. He fell to the ground, one leg tucked under him and his other completely extended, the entire limb touching the ground. He didn't even flinch.
“Geez,” Remus said. “That's so not fair.”
“How the hell does he do that?” Cole asked. “That's so not fair.”
“Oh, it so is,” Finn said. His cheeks were flushed. “I'm a big fan.”
“Ew,” Sirius said. “Stop being gross.”
Logan scoffed. “Let's tell Loops what you think about his arms.”
Remus looked at Sirius mischievously. “Oh yeah? You like my arms, baby?”
Sirius stuttered. “Mais- allez, but- I don't not like them.”
“Oh my God,” Cole said, hands covering his face. “I should not be privy to these conversations.”
Finn just settled back in his chair, amused, and sighed contentedly. “Oh, look, here he comes.”
Logan turned to find Leo walking up to them. He was smiling, still, and he stopped in front of them with his hands on his hips. “Hi.”
“Hi, baby,” Finn said. He was looking at Leo adoringly. “Having fun?”
“Yeah,” Leo nodded. “Dumo and the other parents said they could watch the kids in the pool, so they went to change into their swimsuits.” When they said nothing, still just looking at him, he furrowed his eyebrows. “What?”
“They're saying inappropriate things about you,” Cole said.
Leo let out a confused laugh. “What?”
“Something about Finn's ovaries,” Sirius grumbled.
Leo blinked. “Excuse me? None of y'all have those.”
Finn leaned forward in his chair to cup the backs of Leo’s knees. “Figuratively, I do. C'mere, Le, sit.”
Leo hesitated, but he allowed himself to be pulled down and into straddling Finn's lap. Logan and Finn immediately put their hands on his thighs. “Why are you saying you have ovaries?”
Finn rolled his eyes. “They're figurative.” He kissed Leo quickly. “And they go crazy when I see you with kids.”
That got Leo to smile. “Yeah?”
Logan nodded. “Mhm, ouais. That and your legs.”
“Oo, yeah,” Finn said, rubbing his hands further up Leo's thighs. “Your flexible, flexible legs.”
Leo tisked and grabbed Finn's hands where they were making their way towards his butt and settled them further down towards his knees. “Stop that, there are children,” he chastised, but he was biting back a smile and blushing.
“Mm,” Finn hummed, leaning in to bite at Leo's jaw. “Sexy, sexy legs.”
“Are you pretending you're not hearing this?” Remus asked.
“Yes,” Cole said. “Oh my God, yes.”
“Rouge,” Logan scolded. “We don't want to make them uncomfortable.”
“Well, then,” Finn said. He let out a grunt and stood, hoisting Leo up underneath his thighs. “We will be taking this party elsewhere. Where’s the pool? Are there tiny children in it yet? We've got a change of clothes in the car.”
Leo was laughing. “Finn, no-”
But Finn was already off walking across the grass. He drew some eyes, a few surprised looks at first, but then Logan watched as people smiled as they watched Leo and Finn laughing, Leo's hands laced in Finn's hair. Logan bit his knuckle around a grin as he watched them go.
“Mon Dieu, that was painful,” Sirius said. “I don't even want to know what you're like behind closed doors.”
Logan raised his eyebrows at him. “Non, you don't.”
Sirius groaned and fell into Remus, who just kissed his head. “Baby, you set yourself up so well every time. You should have learned by now.”
“This is supposed to be a family friendly party,” Cole said. “How does it always turn out like this?”
Sirius glared at Logan. “Because the Cubs are dirty.”
Logan winked at him, which definitely didn't thwart his ideas, and stood to follow the sound of his boyfriends’ laughter.
***
Finn loved Logan and Leo at parties. He loved the way that, when he himself wandered off to socialize, Logan automatically tucked himself into Leo's side, content to just watch as Leo charmed whoever he was speaking to with his wit and his smile and that special goodness that Finn and Logan adored.
Tonight however, on the rooftop of a New York City bar, it seemed that Logan’s social battery had somehow activated itself.
He'd definitely had too much to drink- Finn could tell by the way his face flushed and by the way he every so often gripped Leo's jaw to bring him down into some kisses that would have been way too obscene during the day. But during the night, in the middle of summer, surrounded by other tipsy people- well, Finn, for one, was really enjoying the show.
“You know,” Natalie said from beside him at the bar. “I used to think that Logan was just a shy little grump.” Her eyebrows raised even higher when Logan took Leo's lip between his teeth, Leo shaking his head at him fondly with wide eyes when he pulled away. “But now I know that he’s a loud grump who needs just the right amount of tequila to bring him out of his shell.” She winced when Logan interrupted Leo talking to Alex to bring him down into another deep kiss. “Sheesh, maybe too much out of his shell.”
Finn smiled. “Yeah, those shots were not a good idea. I'm surprised he even did them.”
“I'm regretting buying him them.” Natalie rapped her knuckles on the bar top. “So, Freckle, how's it hangin'? Thanks for coming out with us tonight. Alex really needed to be taken for a walk.”
Finn laughed. “Yeah, we can't be inside for too long. What'd he do?”
Natalie counted off on her fingers. “Claimed he was bored, cleaned the kitchen, claimed he was bored again, cleaned the bathroom, baked brownies, fell asleep on Kasey for a weird twenty minutes, went for a run, claimed he was bored another time, then was tapping his fingers all through dinner when we were watching the Open.” She sighed. “And this was all by 5 p.m.”
“Huh,” Finn hummed. “To be fair to him, sounds like a pretty empty day.”
Natalie just looked at him, then rolled her eyes over to where the bar tender was coming with their drinks. “You boys are both crazy.” She thanked the bar tender, then picked up her tray. “C'mon. Maybe if we give them enough alcohol, they'll be too hung over to do anything tomorrow but sleep.”
Finn snorted, picking up his own tray. “Logan might. But us O'Haras have a fast metabolism.”
“Don't fucking remind me.”
They maneuvered their way around the other people slowly, careful not to spill anything. Finn had ordered Logan a water and Leo a Dark ‘n Stormy. He got himself a Manhatten; this late in the night, he was in a sipping mood. Plus, somebody had to be sober enough to get Logan home.
“Hey, gorgeous,” Alex said with a smile, accepting his drink and a kiss on the cheek from Natalie. “Thank you.” He turned to Finn. His cheeks were flushed and his eyes a little wild- he was definitely past tipsy. “Tremzy here challenged me to an arm wrestle.”
Finn looked to Kasey, who winced with a nod. Leo had his arms wrapped around Logan, keeping his arms contained in an obvious attempt to deter the idea with cuddling. By Logan’s excited, drunken grin, it was not exactly working.
“Al,” Finn said, eyeing his brother. “Are you sure? Logan doesn't really know his own strength when he’s-”
Alex waved him off with a determined look. “I've got this.” He took a sip of his drink and cracked his knuckles, leaning forward in Kasey’s hold, who had a hand on each of Alex’s hips from behind. Alex propped his elbow up on the table. “Let’s see what you got, Lolo.”
Logan scoffed. “That's not my name.”
Alex rolled his eyes. “C’mon.”
Leo looked at Finn with raised eyebrows. Finn sighed and took a step closer, cupping Logan’s face in his hands. “Please be careful with him. He's my older brother, and he's an ass, but I do love him.”
“Hey!”
Logan just giggled in the way he only did when he was intoxicated and leaned up to kiss Finn sloppily. “Ouais, I won't break him.”
Finn kissed his forehead. “Okay. Okay, show ‘em what you got, Tremblay.”
Logan and Finn switched places, Finn leaning back into Leo's chest and Logan taking a seat opposite Alex.
“What did you get him?” Leo whispered.
“Water,” Finn said. He brought Leo's hand up to his mouth and kissed it. “I really don't want to deal with a mega hungover Logan tomorrow.”
Leo snorted quietly. “He acts like the world's ending. Le, I want soup, please. Fish, I need a massage, allez.”
Finn grinned. “I promise I'll give you lots of nice kisses if you service me.”
They snickered quietly together, Leo hiding his face in Finn's shoulder. Alex and Logan, whose hands were clasped, looked at them. “Quoi?” Logan asked. “What's so funny?”
Finn patted the top of his head. “Nothing, baby, carry on.” He smiled at the laugh Leo let out against his neck.
Logan narrowed his eyes at them, then turned back to Alex, who was focused intently. “Kase, count off,” Alex slurred.
Kasey sighed from where he was sitting behind Alex, Natalie standing next to him and running her hands through his hair. “Okay,” he said exasperatedly. “Three, two, one, go!”
“Shit,” Leo said breathlessly in Finn's ear after a moment. “Maybe this was a good idea after all.”
Indeed, Finn was inclined to agree. Logan's sharp jaw was clenched in concentration, his slightly sweaty hair curling out and fanning over his ears. Finn followed a line down from his devastating green eyes to his shoulder and back, defined in the maroon shirt he was wearing, all the way down to his arm. His bicep was bulging in a way that was not helpful in a public setting, and the veins in his forearms showed distinctly through his skin. Finn bit his lip as his face flushed. Leo must have been feeling the same way, because he pressed lingering, open-mouthed kisses to the back of Finn's neck.
“Oh, baby,” Leo said hotly, quietly. “Look at those biceps.”
Finn nodded absentmindedly, gripping hard onto where Leo's forearms were wrapped around his waist. Leo had just flattened his palms, running a hand lower on Finn's abs down to the waistline of his shorts, when Alex let out a grunt as his arm fell limp on the table.
“Allez!” Logan yelled, slapping the table with his hand.
Alex let out a defeated groan, covering his face with his hands as he fell heavily back onto Kasey's chest, Natalie carding a hand through his hair. “Fuck, that's not fair.”
“It's okay, hon,” Kasey reassured him with a kiss to his cheek. “You'll get him next time.”
Alex just groaned again.
Logan, however, stood up and moved right into Finn and Leo's space, grin a little victorious, definitely drunk, and very much in love. “Did you see?”
Leo laughed. “Yeah, honey, we saw. You beat him good.”
Logan hummed, reaching up to tug on Finn's hair. “Did you like what you saw?”
Finn guided Logan's hands down then rubbed possessively at his biceps. “Definitely. I'd like to record it next time, please, zoomed in on your arms. For alone-time material.”
Leo smacked his hip. “Since when have you ever done that alone since you started dating us?”
Finn bit back a smile and turned to kiss Leo's jaw. “You're so right, I've even got two of you.” He nosed under Leo's chin. “We can use it as material when we have alone time together while he's in New York.”
Leo sucked in a breath. Finn knew he'd got him. “That's a good point.”
Logan reached up again to grab at Finn's hand and draw his attention. “Allez, what material will I be getting, all alone in New York?”
Finn kissed him. “Anything you want, baby.”
That made Logan's eyes light up. “Ouais, then, I want a video of your hands on Leo's thighs.”
Finn nodded. “Oo, good choice. We can do that.” He reached around to pat the back of Leo’s thighs. “I love getting my hands on these sexy legs.”
Based on Logan's smile, Leo had rolled his eyes. “This is not appropriate for public consumption.”
“It sure as hell isn’t,” Finn said. He winked at Logan. “Our eyes only.”
Logan hummed happily. “Ouais, our eyes only.” He fell forward a little bit, distractedly running his hands through Finn’s hair. “I'm tired.”
Finn tilted his jaw down to bite at Logan's bicep. The muscle was firm under his teeth. “Let's finish these drinks, then we go home.”
Logan kissed him briefly. “What did you get me?”
“Water.”
Logan scoffed, letting his hands fall to his side and maneuvering to bully Finn out of the way so he could snuggle into Leo's chest. “You're no fun.”
Leo kissed his forehead appeasingly. “We are trying to avoid the hangover of the century tomorrow.”
Logan just sighed heavily.
After forcing Logan through the entire glass of water and sipping on their own drinks, Leo and Finn coaxed Logan into letting them guide him out of the bar. They waved goodbye to Natalie, Kasey, and Alex, the latter of whom was almost asleep and being half-carried by Kasey to stand up so they could leave themselves. Finn smacked his brother on the back, eliciting a huff, before tightening his other arm around Logan’s waist to help him down the stairs. Leo went in front of them, walking backwards and holding out his hands to support Logan as he wobbled.
“My Lord, honey, you are really drunk, aren't you?”
“Non,” Logan protested. “I'm not.”
“Okay, let me just let go of your hands then.”
Logan gripped Leo’s wrists tighter, his arms flexing. “Non, non, peanut, non.”
Leo just smiled fondly and bent to kiss Logan’s biceps. “C’mon, muscle man, let's go to bed.”
Finn laughed, and they helped Logan slowly down the stairs. When they got to the bottom, the lights of the noise and the city surrounding them, Finn couldn't help but push them both against the dark corner of a building, Logan stumbling a bit.
“Merde, Fish, I'm gonna fall.”
“Nuh uh,” Finn said. He pressed his hands to Logan’s hips and kissed his mouth hard. “Not while I've got you. You and your sexy arms.”
Logan laughed, resting his head against the brick. He gazed at Leo, then at Finn, a sleepy smile on his face. “I love you.”
Leo smiled back and bent to kiss him. “Love you, sweetheart.” He tugged at Logan’s hand, blue eyes playfully meeting Logan’s own. Finn was so in love with them. “Alright, it's not too far to walk. Let's get you and your sexy biceps back home.”
***
Leo hummed quietly to himself as he puttered around the kitchen, placing the lid on the pot so the taco meat could simmer. He checked on the potatoes in the oven. They still weren't near done, but they definitely weren't as raw as they had been earlier. He sighed, glancing around. The guacamole was ready, and so was the crema and the pico de gallo. He covered the bowls with the beeswax wrap Regulus had got him for his birthday and placed them in the fridge to stay cool while the rest of the dinner cooked.
He stretched, his back popping just as there was the scratching of keys in the lock. Logan walked through a few seconds later and smiled when he saw Leo. “Salut, soleil,” he said, toeing his sneakers off and sliding over to give Leo a kiss.
“Hi, sweetheart.” Leo wrapped him in a hug. “How's Sirius?”
“Good,” Logan sighed into Leo's neck. “Happy to not be an All Star again.”
Leo hummed happily into Logan's hair. “So are you. You get to come home.”
Logan made a content noise. “Where's rouge?”
“Reading in bed,” Leo said. He pulled back to hold onto Logan's hips with a smile. “He was tired after pickup yesterday and our long run this morning.”
Logan stepped on Leo's toes with a bashful smile. “And we had a late night.”
Leo nuzzled their noses. “That we did.” He tugged Logan's hand. “C'mon, let's go say hi.”
Leo held tightly to Logan's hand all the way to their bedroom. The door was opened just slightly, and there was just a reading light on. There wasn't any noise.
“Is he asleep?” Logan whispered, standing on his toes to peer over Leo’s shoulder.
Leo nodded. “I think so. We have to be so quiet.”
Logan hid his laugh in Leo's sweater-covered bicep. They stepped through as quietly as they could. Leo peered around the doorway and smiled. He felt Logan squeeze his hand.
Finn was uncharacteristically starfished on the bed, mouth open and sleeping soundly. He had a special talent for falling asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, but even this was extreme- he normally slept on his side. Now he was flat on his back with his arms over his head. The cuffs at the bottom of his sweatpants had ridden up, as well as his gray Harvard sweatshirt, exposing the trail of red hair at the bottom of his stomach. He'd kicked one of his fuzzy socks half off his foot.
Leo could feel Logan still giggling into his arm. “Très étrange.”
“Ouais,” Leo whispered. He squeezed Logan's hand and let go, approaching the bed. He and Logan laid down on either side, hovering over to just look at him. Leo touched his cheek lightly. “He has so many freckles, even in winter.”
Logan smiled down at Finn fondly. “Oui.” He pressed a silent kiss to Finn's cheek. “I think he has more now than he did in college.”
Leo turned to catch Logan's eye. “Yeah?”
Logan nodded. “Ouais.” He gazed back down at Finn, smile still on his face. Leo loved how Logan looked at him. “I don't think I could count them all now.”
Leo got his knees under him. “Let's try.”
They counted, Leo pointing to each one and Logan saying the number in soft French with a hand stroking Finn's hair back. They grinned at one another every now and then, giggling, Logan giving Leo a kiss to keep him quiet.
They'd gotten to freckle one hundred and seventy when Finn let out a little noise, making Leo laugh. Logan had hushed him, leaning across for a soft kiss. It was with their lips pressed together that they felt Finn's chest expand with a deep breath. “Whoa.”
Leo smiled against Logan's mouth and pulled away. Finn was staring at them with parted lips. Leo stroked his cheekbone. “Hi, sweetheart.”
Finn smiled lazily and stretched. “Don't stop on my account.”
Logan huffed out a breathless laugh and leaned down to kiss Finn on the mouth. “Salut, rouge.”
“Mm,” Finn said, reaching a hand up to rub up and down Logan's ribs. “Hi, baby. Good day?”
“Ouais,” Logan said softly. He settled himself on his stomach with his chin on Finn's chest. “Good nap?”
Finn nodded and let out a puff of air through his lips. “Yeah. Yikes, I was tired.”
Leo's laugh made them both look at him. “You were conked out, honey. I think that's the hardest I've ever seen you sleep.”
Finn's smile widened. “Enjoy the view?”
Leo shifted to hover over him more. Finn's eyes followed the line of his body. “Definitely.” He looked at Finn's eyes in the warm lamp light and softened. “Your eyes look so pretty.”
“You think?”
Logan shifted to look down at Finn's face, too. He grinned. “Oui, they do. Like they're- comment dit-on?” He looked at Leo with questioning eyes. “Fondre?”
Leo leaned over and kissed his cheek. “To melt. They look like they're melting.”
“Ouais, melting.”
Finn was looking at them both fondly. Leo swore that if Finn's eyes weren't actually melting, they'd make Leo melt. Now, they twinkled a bit, too. “I love the way you talk to each other.”
Logan hid his face sheepishly in Finn's neck. Finn rubbed up and down his ribs and looked up at Leo with a satisfied smile. Leo smiled back and leaned down to kiss him. “Rise and shine, sweetheart. Dinner's almost ready.”
Finn just wrapped his other arm around Leo's back and dragged him down to his chest next to Logan. “Five minutes.” He turned to look at Leo with a pout. “Please?”
How could Leo say no to those eyes? To the gorgeous, star-like freckles that lined the skin around them?
“Okay. Five minutes.” He settled in against Finn's shoulder and reached his other hand out to scratch Logan's scalp, Logan humming contentedly. “But only five minutes. I worked hard on those taco bowls, and they will be spectacular.”
Finn laughed softly into Leo's hair. “I bet they will be. Your food always is.” He kissed Leo's curls. “Love you.”
“Love you,” Leo whispered. He pressed a kissed to Finn's shoulder and closed his eyes. “I love you.”