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Logan and Finn had been together for years. Still, neither of them were happy. Not as happy as they used to be. Some nights it felt like old times, when everything was new and fresh, that honeymoon period of their relationship back at Harvard.
The soft smiles and quiet laughter. The way their hands brushed together when they walked. They went on car rides, one of their favorite pastimes from when they wore the crimson colors that they had grown to love. Finn remembers what it was like those days. He and Logan were young and immature, in for it for the fun, only serious about the game.
They had a good rhythm about it. Any drama or arguments they left off the ice. The ice was their home, it always had been since they were young, at different rinks, in different cities. It was familiar, smooth, something that was reliable to not change too much.
The lines on the ice were recognizable anywhere, marking their territory. There was something about the adrenaline that raced through them when they stood on the ice, that feeling of carrying the puck at your stick and gliding along the ice.
It was magical. Something that you couldnāt forget no matter how long itās been.
But Harvard was a long time ago, years ago. Some days it felt like they were treading on thin ice around each other, doing everything they could so the other wouldnāt just leave.
The love was still there, but it was fraying between them, like a blanket that was being ripped apart at the seams. It ripped slowly but they were never complete without the other half. No matter how hard they wanted it, this relationship wouldnāt save itself, the two of them were willing to put in the work, but even that couldnāt save them. They were losing each other.
Everything was tense and stressful, Finn couldnāt take it. He loved Logan, he knew he always would, but he couldnāt do this anymore. They couldnāt play this game anymore, acting like everything was fine when it so clearly wasnāt. He couldnāt bear to watch Logan slip away without trying to pull him back in.
But he had tried that already, hadnāt he? He wasnāt willing to go along with this anymore and work and work and work to fix things when Logan didnāt seem to care.
He wanted out. So he was going to call it off. He couldnāt put himself through this anymore, waking up and seeing Logan curled up on the other side of the bed when he used to be so close.
He was so tired of saying things were alright when they so clearly werenāt. So as much as it pained him to say it, it was over. It hurt to love someone who made no show of loving him back.
That plan didnāt last very long.
Finn had been trying to find the right time to tell Logan, the days seemed to just drag on. Soon days were becoming weeks. He was starting to second guess himself, so either do it now or do it never.
Finn decided to just tell him, choke down his nerves and tell Logan that this wasnāt working out. He swallowed, clearing his throat to get Loganās attention.
āLogan, um. Iāā He stammered, before inwardly groaning at being cut off. That mightāve been a good thing.
The door swung open, coach walked in with this tall blonde following behind him. Finn inwardly made a mental note to befriend this dude. Sirius walked forward immediately, shaking his hand. The two exchanged words, but Finn wasnāt listening, too busy looking him over.
Coachās hand was resting on his shoulder protectively as the kid got his first look at his teammates. His eyes brightened up when they landed on Finn and Logan. Finn noticed his hand go to his left wrist, tugging at his sleeve there a little, pulling it further down to cover his wrists. The outline of a bracelet was visible through the cuffed sleeves.
Finn tried to gather his words and think of a more private place to talk to Logan but had to shake the thoughts from his head when Dumo steered the blue-eyed kid towards them. When had Dumo taken the coach's spot in showing the new rookie around?
He throws on a smile, extending his hand before he can even reach them.
āMon fils,ā Dumo smiles, clapping the kidāwho Finn has realized is really fucking tallā on the shoulder. āThis is Leo,ā he pronounces proudly.
Leoās shy at first, he shares a timid little smile where his dimples make an appearance. Finn thinks that itās the cutest thing heās ever seen.
He catches the fond look thatās already gleaming in Loganās eyes. Maybe, just maybe, things were knitting back together slowly.
Maybe Leo would help them in more ways than one.
Leo was around more in the weeks that passed. The weeks quickly turned into months, and the three were practically inseparable on and off the ice.
The rest of the team saw it too. Finn and Logan were obviously happier than theyāve been in a long time. Logan laughed more, his guarded eyes that they were used to seeing all the time were finally coming down. Finn smiled again, he hadnāt done that in such a long time. Sure, he smiled for the camera and the team, but something was always off about it, forced even.
Now it wasnāt. Now his smile was the way it was when he first joined. Free. He wasnāt worried about anything or anyone, it was just him, Logan, and the team.
But now it wasnāt just them. Now there was Leo. With his baby blue eyes that could light up anyoneās day just looking at him. The boy seemed so innocent from the moment they met him. He had looked around the locker room in awe like he couldnāt believe that he had actually made it here.
That one of the dreams he worked so hard to achieve was actually successful in the end.
Dumo had practically adopted Leo as he had with Cap. Like he would have with Logan had he lived with the Dumaisā and not Finn. Although Pascal has practically adopted everyone on the team as one of his own didnāt he?
There was still tension between Finn and Logan, especially when they lived alone in the same apartment. They had Leo over as much as they could, but he could only be there so long before going back to Dumoās.
The peace couldnāt hold forever, something was bound to happen and one of them was bound to snap.
Leo just wished he wasnāt there to hear it.
On his way to their small apartment, he heard the yelling. It was loud, it was mean. It was hurtful.
Leo knew that Logan and Finn didnāt have the best relationship when he joined the team. That was easy to pick up immediately. He just never thought that he would be the reason for their misery.
When he heard the yelling he didnāt expect his voice to come out of their mouths, his name was spoken like it was acid on their tongues. He wasnāt even there, he didnāt do anything, so why was he the one who was being blamed.
The yelling didnāt silence when he turned the key in the lock. If anything Logan and Finn didnāt even spare him a glance, like he wasnāt even there. They probably didnāt even notice he was there to be honest.
It was like the fraying thread finally snapped.
Logan was red in the face, yellingand hurling insults that heād regret a few hours from now. But at the moment he was too driven by rage and insecurity to protect, protect, protect. Anything hurtful thrown at him, heād have to throw back something worse.
Finnās face was blotchy, tears of frustration rolling down his cheeks. His hands waved around in front of him, trying to convey the words he was too choked up to say.
The room was full of nothing but harsh breathing for a moment, neither having anything to say to the other. Their eyes bored into each other across the room.
Leo let the door slam shut behind him.
Logan and Finn both startled, turning to stare at him standing in the entryway.
The fight seemed to drain out of both of them at once. Loganās shoulders drooped and he turned to look away from both of them. Finn stubbornly rubbed the tears from his eyes with the palms of his hands.
There was a beat of silence, no one said anything and Leo didnāt think he was going to receive a response. He was going to follow up on his question, asking what happened, why his name was getting thrown around and-
āIām sorryā¦ā Logan sounded small, like he was the one crying and not Finn.
Any questions Leo had were stored away for later.
āIt was bound to happen.ā
Suddenly Leo felt like he was intruding. They invited him over but he wasn't sure if he should be there, not when they were having a moment. Not when it looked like they may be finally healing.
āItās not going to work out,ā Finn continued. āThis,ā he gestures between the three of them, āisnāt going to work if me and you didnt work, Lo.ā
It was true, Leo knew. The two of them had had a rocky relationship since he joined the team.
But Leo thought he could make a difference, he thought he was enough to try and save their relationship.
He also loved them, he wanted this, he wanted to fight for them. He wanted them to stay.
But he also canāt be the only one who wants this to work, they all need to put in work for this relationship. He canāt be the only one pulling his weight.
Sometimes itās better to save your breath. Thatās what his father told him when he was younger and had just lost a friend dude to a silly argument. Some people are better to let go, theyāll hold you back and wonāt make you happy. Always choose to be happy Leo, make the decision of fighting and giving up. Because giving up does not make you weak, some of the strongest people I know are the strongest because they gave up.
Leo really hoped he was right.
āI guess I should be going then.ā
Finn and Logan nodded sadly, and Leo felt something in him break a little more. He turned and walked back out the door he came from.
Leo remembers crying on the way home. He hadnāt driven to their house, so the walk home felt like it took forever and no time at all.
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