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Happy Father's day to the Cubs! This is my first Sweater Weather-inspired fic! Getting prepared for O'Knutzy week! All credit goes to lumosinlove for their wonderful universe and amazing characters (thanks for giving me hours upon hours of free entertainment!)
For context: This takes place after Finn and Leo have retired. Finn is a professor and Leo is a stay-at-home dad for their daughter. Logan still plays hockey with the Lions!
Also on ao3!
Thanks for reading and let me know what you think! Enjoy!
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“Papa!” They were in downtown Gryffindor, meeting up with Logan after his morning practice and before he had to get back for his game. But Logan wasn’t with them yet. And their eleven-month-old daughter was calling for him.
Finn glanced at the almost one-year-old in his arms, who was doing a grabby-hand gesture behind him.
“I’m not Papa, Punkin’!” Leo said as he smiled at her and kissed her on the head.
“Dada, Papa!” She said it with more force now, glancing at Finn and then back at Leo.
“We’re gonna see Papa really soon. We’re meeting him for lunch. Is that what you’re saying, Margo?” Finn guessed. The girl just looked at him, a little frustrated.
“Daddy, Papa!” She said, lurching on Finn’s shoulder toward Leo. He grabbed her under the arms, swinging her around until she was perched on his hip.
“We’ll see him soon, hon. Are you excited?”
“Papa!” Margo cried, face crumpling as they crossed the street and continued on. Finn gave a small glance behind, wondering if someone looked like Logan behind them, but he couldn’t see anyone that resembled him.
“It’s alright, sweetheart. Here, Le,” he grabbed the diaper bag that Leo was trying to shuffle around now that he had Margo in his arms.
There were honks and a screech of bus breaks and Margo was once again distracted.
Finn supposed Margo had been extra clingy recently. But it mostly tended toward Leo, who she was with the most. If Leo even left a room in their house, her face would crumple and she would shriek either until he came back or until she had cried herself out. This, they had read, was normal for babies her age. But knowing that didn’t make it any easier for any of them.
This "separation anxiety” often extended to Logan and Finn, too. She had cried just that morning when Logan was leaving for practice, giving her a kiss on her yogurt-filled cheek. He had tried to be sneaky, but she still caught him giving Finn a goodbye kiss before walking toward the door. She had started screeching, holding out her arms for him. Finn’s heart had broken at the downcast look on Logan’s face. A look that was often reflected on Finn’s own face when he had to leave in the morning accompanied by Margo’s cries. She wanted her family all together. Finn knew the feeling.
Logan had come back in for another kiss and a ruffle of her hair. “I’m meeting you for lunch. Just a few hours, ma petite fraise, I promise.”
Margo had only stopped ten minutes later when Finn had whisked her off for a morning bath after blueberries had somehow ended up in her red curls.
“Papa!” She said again, as they turned another corner, Finn now hand-in-hand with Leo. “Papa!” She pointed behind them. Finn chanced a glance back once again.
“Where do you see Papa, love?” Finn asked. Then he spotted something that made him let out a snort. On the streetlamps behind them were banners with pictures of the Gryffindor Lions players in front of the team’s very familiar logo. Sure enough, the one she was pointing to had Logan, looking a little intense and giving a half-smirk.
“Look, Le, she’s right! Oh, what a photogenic boy we chose!” Leo glanced where Finn was pointing as they stepped out of the path of the people walking behind them.
“Would you look at that? Didn’t even notice!” Then he turned to Margo. “You see a picture of Papa?”
“Oui, Papa!” Margo said, looking pleased that they understood her now, bouncing on Leo’s hip. “Big Papa!”
“This is too cute,” Finn said as he pulled out his phone and gestured for Leo to stand a little to the left with Margo. He probably looked like a tourist, and his past New Yorker self cringed a bit.
After snapping a few photos, Finn turned on the video. First on himself.
“Thought she was just calling for you, turns out you’re famous!”
He flipped the video to show Margo and Leo with the big sign of Logan behind them.
“Point to Papa, Margs!” She flopped her head back to look up and pointed once again.
“Papa!”
He sent the video to their Cubs group chat.
“Ready for lunch, you two?”
“Starving,” Leo said, taking Finn’s hand once again.
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They were nestled in a booth in the back of the restaurant, Margo’s highchair already empty after she had squealed when Leo had tried to set her down. Leo held her up as she stood on his knees, bouncing herself.
“Dow, Daddy!” She said, pointing at the floor. Although she hadn’t started walking independently yet, she was a quick crawler and loved to practice.
“No, honey. Not here, love.” The waitress came over as Margo continued wriggling on his lap, now looking at another family across the restaurant.
“Anything to drink? Ready to order?”
“We’re still waiting on someone, but we’ll all take water. Thanks!” Finn said, cheerful as ever.
“Papa!” Margo called again, a little softer than when they were outside, pointing across the restaurant. Finn looked over and Leo turned to glance behind him, as well. But Logan wasn nowhere in sight.
“Where, love? I don’t see Papa here.” It was quiet again as Finn checked his phone for Logan’s location and the waitress brought glasses of water to the table.
“Papa!” Margo shrieked again. The waitress glanced over and her eyes crinkled in a smile.
“Aw, are you here with your Papa, dear?” Margo didn’t even glance at the woman, now pointing behind her again.
“Just waiting on him, actually,” Finn said, giving a classic O’Hara grin.
“I’ll be back in a bit for your orders, dears,” the woman said, walking to another table.
“Still don’t see him, Margo. Looks like he’ll be here in a few minutes, though,” Finn said, showing her his phone. She made a grab for it, but Finn laughed and pulled it out of her reach.
“Maybe not my phone. Do you want a toy? How about your froggy? Then maybe you’ll let go of your death grip on your Daddy’s hair, huh?” Leo grinned as he untangled the tiny hand from his strands and Finn rustled through the diaper bag. He handed over Margo’s frog toy that she loved to chew on.
“Want to look at your book, too?” Margo made grabby hands at Finn again and he handed over a board book, which Leo opened and began reading to her, pointing at the ducks on the logs.
Leo was just finishing up reading to her when there was another screech of “Papa!,” this time with a wriggling. The next moment, Margo disappeared from his lap as tan arms picked her up. There were shrieking giggles as Logan attacked her face with kisses. He leaned down and gave Finn a few kisses, then he slid in next to Leo, kissing around his face now.
“Okay, okay. What are you, a dog?” Leo said, laughing.
“Just happy to see mon famille.”
“We missed you, especially Margs. She’s been calling for you since we left home,” Leo said, patting the back of her head softly.
“Oh, did you miss me, my Margaret?” Margo looked content now that she had all her dads around her. She grabbed for a straw wrapper on the table, which promptly ended up in her mouth.
“Did you see the video?” Finn asked excitedly, reaching over and pulling the wrapper out. “No, Margo, yucky.”
Logan smiled, handing the frog toy to her instead, with an accompanying ribbit.
“I did. C’est adorable. I showed it to the team, too, and I got to do one of my favorite things. Brag about my baby!”
“Of course,” Finn said, smiling at them from across the table.
“How was practice then? Ready for the game?” Leo asked, interested in the Lions’s chance tonight.
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As they were finishing up their meal, Margo started getting fussy. She and Finn had both finished their lunch, so Finn offered to hold her for a bit, bouncing her as they waited for the other two to finish their meals.
“Bout time for your nap, huh?” Logan asked Margo as he handed over the frog toy once again, which got pushed away as Margo whined.
“Think so,” Leo said, yawning.
“Oh, is it Knutty nap time as well?” Logan said, putting an arm around Leo and pulling him closer. Leo slumped slightly against him, setting his head on Logan’s shoulder.
“You know what they say, sleep when the baby sleeps!” Finn said before Leo could protest.
“I think that’s only for the first few months,” Leo muttered from where he had closed his eyes and tilted his head back.
“You're so tense, mon soliel.” Logan said, and Finn noticed he was now rubbing Leo’s shoulders.
On Finn’s lap, Margo started crying in earnest. He was about to get up to walk her around a bit when she suddenly stopped.
“Papa!” She had snapped out of her crying and was once again grinning and pointing, behind Leo and Logan.
“Oui, mon chou? Want to come here?” Logan asked, holding his hands out. But Margo wasn’t staring at him, and was pointing behind his shoulder. Logan said something in French, glancing behind himself.
“Papa!” She clapped her hand, then called out. “Cap!” Leo stared between them.
“A cat? Do you see a cat somewhere? Un chat?”
“Cap! Cap!”
“Cap? What do you mean, sweetheart?” Finn tried, trying to look where she was pointing. “What do you see?”
“Papa!” Margo said, glancing at Finn and then pointing again. This time, he followed her gaze and caught sight of what she was pointing at. When he noticed, he laughed once again.
“Oo-ways, Margs. Papa!” Leo and Logan looked at him like he was crazy, both cringing at his attempted French. He rolled his eyes. He had said it just like they did. “Oh, and Cap, too, huh?”
He watched as the restaurant TV played moments of a hockey game, interspersed with clips of an interview with both Logan and Sirius. It seemed that they were playing some sort of promotional video for the game that night. He could see Logan’s bright green eyes from here, as TV Logan patted Sirius on the back, laughing. Finn felt himself soften a bit, and he gestured toward the TV when he caught the real-life green eyes staring at him in confusion.
Logan looked behind him, watched the TV for moment, and then groaned as his face once again filled the screen.
“Forgot I did that.”
“Can’t escape your face in this city, huh?” Leo asked.
“Not that we’re complaining!” Finn said, winking at Logan, who was now a little red. Logan ignored them and instead looked at Margo.
“You’re so smart, mon chou, noticing things that we didn’t. And recognizing Uncle Cap, too.”
“Cap!” Margo said, smiling.
“Here, Marguerite, say hi to Cap!” Logan took out his phone and recorded, asking “who do you see on the TV, Margo?”
“Papa!”
“And who else?”
“Pos,” she said, bouncing again. Logan glanced behind him before bursting out laughing. Finn followed his gaze as Logan shifted the camera to the TV screen that now showed James being interviewed, hair as askew as ever.
“So smart, punkin’!” Leo said, taking a small hand in his and wiggling it. “You know so many names! And you know just how to make Sirius jealous! You’re gonna get your Uncles competing to see whose name you’ll say now. Already have them wrapped around your little finger, huh?”
Sure enough, the next time they visited the team, Sirius and James spent a whole ten minutes cooing at Margo, trying to get her to say their names. Instead, she let out a squeal and a “Woops!” as Remus walked into the room, earning him two glares and two 20 dollar bills shoved grumpily into his hands by James and Sirius.
⟢ "I did something." - "Scale of one to ten." - "Depends who's asking." "Me." - "Seven." - "Police." - "Four." - "God." - "Thirteen."
⟢ "We need to leave."- "Why." - "I'll explain in the car." - "Why." - "I'll explain in a different country."
⟢ "This is your fault." - "You literally came up with the idea." - "I have bad ideas all the time, you're not supposed to DO them."
⟢ "Okay hear me out." - "My lawyer has advised me not to hear you out." - "You don't have a lawyer." - "I'm getting one specifically for conversations with you."
⟢ "Nobody got hurt." - "Physically." . "Nobody got physically hurt." - "Yet." - "Nobody has gotten physically hurt yet, which is a win."
⟢ "I have a type." - "Yeah?" - "People who are bad for me and you specifically." - "That's not a type that's a pattern." - "Same thing."
⟢ "What's the worst that could happen." - "I have a list. It's laminated. I made it specifically for when you say that."
⟢ "Rate my decision making." - "Historically or right now." - "Both." - "Zero. Consistent zero across the board."
⟢ "You're the only person I trust." - "I dropped your birthday cake last year and told you it arrived like that." - "Yeah but you still got me a cake."
⟢ "I need your honest opinion." - "It's bad." - "You didn't see it yet." - "I've met you. It's bad."
⟢ "Why do you even keep me around." - "Honestly? Entertainment. And you're warm in winter."
⟢ "I wasn't thinking." - "First time for everything." - "I resent that." - "Statistically valid though."
⟢ "On a scale of fine to not fine." - "Remember that time in Prague." - "We don't talk about Prague." - "That fine."
⟢ "Nobody panic but." - "I'm already panicking." - "I haven't said anything yet." - "I know you. I'm getting ahead of it."
⟢ "Promise you won't be mad." - "Absolutely not, that's a trap and I won't fall for it."
⟢ "I have good news and bad news." - "Good news first." - "The car is fine." - "And the bad." - "Define car."
⟢ "You're my emergency contact." - "I know." - "You're listed as my next of kin." - "I know." - "You're also listed as my therapist, my lawyer, and my spiritual advisor." - "I know." - "Do you want to talk about that." - "Nope." - "Cool."
⟢ "I'm a responsible adult."- "You once called me crying because you got your sleeve caught in a door and didn't know what to do." - "I was panicking." - "For forty minutes." - "It was really stuck."
⟢ "I regret everything." - "No you don't." - "No I don't but I feel like I should." - "Same honestly."
Finn made a noise in the back of his throat. “Enough of that question.” He hooked his chin over Logan’s shoulder to look Leo in the eyes. “You’re just too gorgeous. We can’t resist you
THE IDEA OF LEO BEING RELUCTANT TO ACCEPT COMPLIMENTS OR AFFECTION BREAK MY HEART
As promised, the bombardment continues!
This was a very interesting prompt to work with, because you can be reluctant to accept love for a myriad of reasons. And there is a huge difference between accepting love and affection, and accepting and being confident in your sexual orientation, which Leo seems pretty sure of (as far as we can interpret from SW, C2C, and Vaincre). If this is you, I understand it's difficult, and you're not alone. Your FinnLo is out there waiting (if that's the relationship you desire, of course)!
Enjoy some Lovernut appreciation! All credits to @lumosinlove <3
Leo hummed quietly to himself as he turned onto the sidewalk. Viv had made a fresh back of ciabatta, and had texted him this morning to come down to the bakery and grab some for sandwiches that week. His boys had kissed him goodbye as they went for a run and he had begun a slow meander down to the park and then the bakery, enjoying the peace of the Gryffindor summer morning. He smiled as he walked back the long way through the park again, watching as the ducks quacked softly in the pond. Their chicks were still young, retaining some of their fluffy feathers, and he broke off a bit of bread to toss to them. They ruffled their feathers and approached him, waddling slowly over to where he was standing on the water’s edge. He cooed softly at them and then stood, leaving them to their snacks. As he was walking away, a sharp whistle sounded behind him.
“What’s cookin’ good lookin’?” a voice called.
Leo rolled his eyes and turned around to see his boys jogging slowly up to him. Finn was smirking sharply as Logan laughed beside him. For the last few meters, Finn sped up and launched himself at Leo, laughing, wrapping him up in his arms and pressing a slightly sweaty kiss to his cheek. “Nutter butter baby!” he sing-songed.
Leo was blushing and a little sheepish. “Sweetheart, you’re gonna cause a scene.”
Finn just gripped his waist and picked him up off the ground slightly, leaving him suspended in the air for a few seconds. His teeth were spread in a bright white smile. “Just let me love you, baby.”
Leo felt his face heat up even more and he ducked his chin with a grin. “Fish-”
“Uh uh,” Finn said. “Nope, none of that.” He set Leo back on the ground and opened up his other arm for Logan to tuck himself against their sides. They were both smiling at him lovingly, Logan’s head against Finn’s shoulder. Finn reached up to stroke Leo’s hair. “We get to love you wherever we want, nutty baby. You’re just too pretty.”
“Oh, stop that-”
“Non,” Logan cut in. He kneaded the skin of Leo’s hip with one of his hands. “Finn’s right. You’re just too pretty.” He stood up on his toes to kiss Leo soundly, and Leo felt warmed through and through. “The prettiest boy in the world.”
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Finn watched Leo laughing with the tiny older lady in the grocery store, helping her to reach the zucchini and arugula that were placed on the higher shelves. She commented on his height, then on his strength, which got him blushing good-naturedly. His accent was always stronger with strangers, a lot of ‘yes sirs’ and ‘yes ma’ams’ accompanied with his bashful small talk. He wasn’t as outgoing as Finn, not by a long shot, but he was charming, particularly with elderly people, and was always willing to help. Finn leaned his forearms against their shopping cart and smiled adoringly.
“There you go, ma’am,” Leo said, placing the final bag of vegetables in her basket. “Can I help you reach anything else? You need me to carry something out to your car for you?”
She laughed. “No, dear, but you’re sweet.” She shook her basket and patted his arm. “Just needed a few extra things my husband forgot to get me the other day. I’m off to find some breadcrumbs. You have a lovely day!”
Leo smiled brightly at her. “You, too, ma’am.” He waved her off, then turned to Finn. “Sorry about that honey. What were we looking for, some squash- mph.”
Finn had taken Leo’s face between his palms and kissed him gently, in long, slow strokes that made his body tingly. When he pulled back, Leo was smiling, a bit embarrassed and flushed, and Finn leaned in to kiss him softly once more. “I love you so much, baby,” he whispered. “You’re so good.”
“Oh,” Leo said. He shrugged and blushed even more. “That’s very sweet, thank you.”
“Hey,” Finn urged. He kissed Leo once more, rubbing a palm gently up and down his side. “You are good. You’re so good, and helpful, and kind, sunshine. Lo and I love that about you, okay?”
“Okay,” Leo replied. He rested his forehead on Finn’s shoulder briefly. “I love you.”
“Love you so much.” Finn scratched his scalp a few times then looked at the list in his hand. “Squash time? Then some peppers.”
Leo lifted his still-blushing face from the crook of Finn’s neck. “Yeah,” he said, kissing Finn’s cheek. “Squash time.”
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Leo looked gorgeous in the golden hour light, Logan thought, tall and tan in the dying summer sun. They’d gone to the local courts to shoot some evening hoops, and now Finn was over at one of the stands in the park getting them some ice cream. Leo’s phone had rung and he had excused himself to talk to Regulus about their plans to go to an amusement park the next day. He was laughing, his head thrown back and his curls long and wild. He had taken his shirt off, too, while playing basketball, and had yet to put it back on. Logan roved his eyes over his body greedily, trying to forever internalize the feeling he got just from looking at him. Leo caught his eye briefly, waving with a wide smile, before saying goodbye to Regulus and hanging up the phone. Really, Leo smiling was a feat that should be illegal: his dimples were deep, his teeth white as snow, and his eyes so bright they could light up the darkest room. Logan sucked in a breath and walked up to him.
“Hi, sweetheart,” Leo said. “Sorry, I was just talking to Reg. I’ll be taking one of the cars early in the morning, if that’s okay?”
Logan didn’t say anything, just gripped the back of Leo’s hair and pulled him down into a kiss. Leo made a startled noise, but quickly settled into it, cupping Logan’s hips gently with his hands. Logan sighed, his body listing into Leo’s, his kisses deep and sloppy and, more than anything, irrevocably in love.
When they pulled back, Leo’s brow was furrowed, as if trying to chase Logan’s mouth, but he was smiling. “What was that for, sweetheart?”
“Because I love you.” Logan tilted his head. “Why do you always ask that?”
Leo took a surprised breath, but didn’t have the chance to say anything as Finn approached with their ice cream. “Okay, I got a couple for us to share: chocolate and Moose Tracks, your favorites, babes.” He stopped talking abruptly upon looking at their faces. “What’s wrong, what’s happening?”
Logan just pulled Leo closer. “Was just asking Le why he’s always so surprised.”
Finn was confused. “Surprised by what?”
“When you show me affection,” Leo said warily.
Finn looked between the two of them before settling his eyes on Leo. “Are you surprised when we show you affection? I didn’t think you were.”
“Non.” Logan shook his head. “Like, when we surprise him with it. When we don’t… je ne sais pas-”
“When there’s no reason for it,” Leo finished for him. He took a deep breath. “It surprises me when you show me affection when there’s no reason for it.”
Finn looked a little shocked and he set their ice cream down on a picnic table beside them. “What- we need a reason for it? Baby, the reason is because we love you, I- do you feel like you only deserve affection when you- when you’ve earned it?”
Leo bit the inside of his cheek, eyes nervous and flitting around the park. His red cheeks and silence were all Finn and Logan needed.
“Whoa,” Finn said. His voice was a little panicked. “Whoa, Le, baby, that’s not true.” He took Leo’s face in his hands to force him to look at him. “That’s not true.”
“Soleil,” Logan said. Leo’s pulse was fast underneath his thumb. “Why do you think that?”
“I don’t know.” Leo’s voice was small and timid. He rolled his eyes at himself. “I’m sorry, I don’t know.”
“Is it Jack?” Logan asked, voice low. He couldn’t help but see red. “Did he make you feel that way?”
“I- maybe. Yeah, probably.” Leo took a shaky breath. “He only ever showed me affection if I did the right thing for him.”
“The right thing?” Finn asked.
“Like,” Leo started. He was clutching at Logan’s lower back as if to gound himself. “Like, if I helped him with homework. Or if I didn’t touch him in public. Just doing things by his terms and his rules is what got me affection, so I guess…” He paused, looking down at his feet. “I guess I feel I need to earn it. To deserve it somehow.”
Finn sharply inhaled and brushed Leo’s cheek with his nose. “Oh, my love,” he whispered. Logan looked up. Finn only called them each that in the most delicate moments, and only ever in private. “Oh, I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry he made you feel that way, but that’s not true with us. You don’t have to do anything for us to love you- we love you for who you are, sweetheart.”
“Ouais,” Logan agreed softly. He tucked his face into Leo’s chest. “Mon coeur, mon soleil. Je t’aime, I love you just as you are. Je t’aime, je t’aime, je t’aime.”
Leo let out a defeated breath and rested his head on top of Logan’s. “I’m sorry.”
“No,” Finn said firmly, shaking his head hard. “No apologies. We’ll make sure to tell you more, make sure to do more, to let you know how much we want you. Just for you. We want you just as you are, nothing more, nothing less.” He kissed Leo’s blushing cheek. “You are perfect for us just the way you are, Le.”
“Parfait,” Logan whispered with a kiss to Leo’s bare skin. “Tu es parfait pour nous.”
“I love you,” Leo said. He pulled back and kissed them each gently. They didn’t stray far from one another, Logan and Finn with their arms around Leo’s body and Leo with an arm around each of them. “I’ll… I’ll work on being better at accepting love, I think. I want it- I like it.”
Finn smiled up at him. “Good, baby.” He bit at Leo’s neck. “Because I plan on giving you a lot of it.”
“Moi aussi,” Logan said. “Moi aussi, mon coeur. You deserve all the love.”
Leo just smiled, then nodded to their ice cream. “Let’s eat this before it melts. I didn’t just bear my feelings to then let my Moose Tracks become a soup.”
“Ouais,” Logan laughed. “That’d be a shame.”
“C’mere, lovers,” Finn told them. He sat down at the picnic table and held up a singular spoon with a mischievous grin. “I’ll even feed it to you.”
Logan and Leo laughed, sitting beside one another across from Finn and accepting spoonfuls of slightly melted ice cream on their tongues. It turned Leo’s kisses sweet and chocolatey, and Logan couldn’t get enough. When they eventually finished it all, Finn and Logan made a big show of kissing his cheeks before grabbing their backpacks and making their way back to their apartment.
The entire way, Finn and Logan had their arms wrapped around Leo’s waist and Logan, for one, didn’t want to move ever again. He smiled and leaned against Leo’s shoulder as the city got darker, watching as Leo accepted periodic kisses to his neck by Finn and turned to press his nose into Leo’s bicep. And when they eventually got into bed, showered and in pajamas, Logan laid himself on top of Leo’s body and watched as Finn watched them both, a palm rubbing up and down Logan’s side and the fingers of his other hand in Leo’s hair. Leo was gazing back at him, quiet, but eyes a shining blue in the dark.
“I’m so lucky,” Finn whispered. “You’re so gorgeous.” He kissed each of their foreheads gently before laying his head on his pillow with a gentle smile. “Gonna give you all the loving.”
“Ouais,” Logan sighed. He closed his eyes and nestled into Leo’s chest. “Ouais, mes amours. All the love. All the love for you always.”
Then they fell into their most contented sleep of the summer, a loving tangle of limbs and bodies, with no alarm set for the morning.
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Knut in the stands of course, watching Tremblay play along side the coach they share, Finn O’Hara…You rarely see one without the others, isn’t that right? Some whispers going on there.
Bet teenage hockey-player Remus would find so many hacks to help out with his baby brother. But also like safety first (he's so cute all strapped in!!!)
POV: After only recently putting a label on it, what do the Cubs do when Reg shows up at their door in the middle of the night soaking wet?
It had only been about twenty minutes since the three of them: Leo, Finn and Logan, had decided to head up to bed. None of them were particularly tired but the storm raging outside made the perfect environment for chatting and cuddling until tiredness made an appearance. The storm had been forecast for a few days, warnings sounding for intense rain, wind and influxes of thunder and lightning that made the house feel like it was shaking.
Confused looks made their way across their faces when one of their phones began ringing loudly from the bedside table. Leo, being the closest to it, blindly reached for whoever's phone it was and answered it.
"Oh hey, baby." Finn and Lo both grinned when they realised it was Regie. Their grins faded when Leo suddenly sat up, concern etched on his face.
"You're outside right now?" Finn instantly sprang up and sprinted to the front door to let him in.
Flinging the door open, Finn's heart clenched at the dripping wet boy smiling shyly at him, phone pressed to his ear with one hand, waving at him softly with the other. He paused for only a moment before he grabbed his shoulder and yanked him into the house.
"Baby-what?" he stopped himself and focused on the important thing: getting Reg out of those clothes before he froze, his teeth chattering violently already despite him trying to stop them. "C'mon let's get you dry." They walked up the stairs together after Reg had shed his shoes and soaked denim jacket. He put his phone down on the bedside table with theirs, smiling that same shy smile at Leo and Logan when he shuffled into the bedroom, Finn in tow.
Popping into the adjoined bathroom for a moment, Finn came back out with a towel, warm from the radiator it had been hanging on.
"Dry your hair off, I'll get you some clothes and go make you a warm drink. Then you can tell us what persuaded you to walk here in damn near the middle of the night without so much as a jacket with a hood on it," Finn said, softly but unusually stern for him, his worry cancelling out his usual, laid-back demeanour.
Reg froze for a second, towel poised mid-air as he looked the the three of their worried faces. "I- is it okay that I, you know?"
"Love, of course it's alright you came. This place is as much yours as it is ours whether you live here or not, you know that. It's the means that you got here that are less than ideal considering you're shivering and soaked to the bone," Leo reassured lightly, moving to sit with his feet flat on the floor, gesturing for Reg to come over to him. He came to stand between his legs, letting Leo take the towel from his grip and begin gently squeezing the water out his sodden curls. The height of the bed and Leo's height in general made it easy for him to reach, Reg only having to tip his head down slightly, which he was pretty much doing anyway as he leaned into the soft touch.
A kiss was pressed to the crown of his head with a whispered promise of a steaming mug of tea, another being pressed to his cheek when Lo shuffled from the bed to get him some clothes. By the time Finn was back upstairs a minute or two later, Reg's hair was now just damp instead of dripping and he was wrestling his wet jeans down his legs, Leo and Lo chuckling while Leo held onto his hips so he didn't faceplant the carpet.
As he dressed, his tea was placed on the beside table, the three getting into bed and fluffing out the extra two blankets Finn had brought up from downstairs. Now in a pair of Logan's sweats and a big hoodie of Leo's, Reg slipped on a pair of fluffy socks Lo had given him, smiling at the little lions scattered across them, and crawled into the space made for him in the bed. A blanket was swiftly wrapped around his shoulders, his shivers distinctly less noticeable but still running down his back. The next was spread on top of the thick quilt, covering the top of it as Reg snuggled in between Logan and Finn, Leo tucked up between the bedside table and Logan once more.
"Better?" Lo asked, pulling the hood up over his head so his hair didn't make his blanket damp and make him colder.
"Loads, merci beaucoup."
"Is everything alright, darlin'?" Leo wondered, arm reaching around Lo's shoulders to cup the back of his neck, thumb running circles over the fabric mindlessly.
"Yeah," he answered, voice quiet and low, "I'm fine I just...thunder and I don't really 'get on'. I was heading back late from the rink - I did a few extra hours practice and just wasted a few more hours in the gym and then, next thing I knew, the cleaning crew were telling me it closed an hour ago. I was fine with the rain and the wind until it started thundering and then I kind of, I guess, freaked out a bit and just started driving and," he gestured around him, "ended up on your driveway."
"If you drove why are you so wet?" Finn asked, a blatantly puzzled look on his face.
Reg let out a small, shy laugh. "I, uh, kind of had a bit of a moment and ended up pacing outside the door for like ten minutes before I called. I just realised it was late and you were probably already in bed, which you were," he seemed to suddenly realise, eyes widening and looking between them all apologetically, "I'm so sorry."
"Hey, I didn't mean to make it sound like we aren't happy to see you before, honey. We're glad you're here, we always miss you whenever you're not, I was just worried that you'd been out at night in a storm and no one knew where you were," Finn soothed him, a soft kiss being brushed to his shoulder.
"Oh mon dieu, Re and Sirius, they don't know-"
"Already texted them, love. They know you're here and safe," Leo answered, immediately calming him.
Well, calming him until a sharp rattle of thunder pounded across the sky, the wind suddenly speeding and rattling the wind chimes outside. Reg froze solid before his body seemed to remember how to move, instantly shuffling further down into the blanket and curling into Finn's side, his arm already tucked around his shoulders.
The next sound Reg heard was Finn shushing him softly, his hand rubbing circles along his back, lips pressed to his temple as he did. "You're alright, love. We've got you, you're alright."
Pressing his palms firmly against his eyes, Reg grumbled unhappily, embarrassment creeping into his tone. "God, I just hate it so much. I don't even know why."
"A lot of people are scared of thunder, baby, it's nothing to be embarrassed about," Logan said matter-of-factly, taking one of Reg's cold hands in his, the warmth instantly spreading through his frozen fingertips and relaxing him slightly.
"C'mon," Leo said, reaching a long arm over to grab his mug, "drink while it's warm, sweetheart." Grabbing the mug from him gratefully, he outwardly sighed, wrapping his hands snugly around the warm cup.
"No complaining it's decaf. There was no way you were having caffeine this late at night," Finn laughed, glad when he heard a light giggle come from beneath the hood as Reg hummed non-committaly. After he took a tentative sip, he relented, now humming happily at the slight sweetness of it whilst still tasting 'herby'.
"Oh, this is nice." He breathed in deeply through his nose, making a soft 'mmm' sound at the smell of it. "Where did you get this stuff?"
"We saw it when we were grocery shopping. It had the herbs and stuff you usually like in your tea so we figured it'd be as good a shot as any to get you to drink something that won't caffeinate you up to your eyeballs," Leo snorted. His sarcastically judgy look faded into endearment when Reg tilted his head up and to the side to look at him, hood sliding back a bit to reveal his bright eyes as well as his happy grin. "Quoi?"
Reg shook his head slightly, turning back to his tea, lips still stretched into a smile. "You know what I like in my tea," he whispered in reply.
"Of course we know. You drink about a gallon of the stuff everyday," Leo chuckled lightly, leaning over when he wasn't able to stop himself at the wistful smile Reg still had. He propped a hand in the small space between Reg and Finn's legs, twisting his body slightly face him. "Could I steal a kiss, darlin'?" After laughing a shy huff of air through his nose, Reg leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to Leo's, pulling away for a moment before moving in once again.
The small, soft peck deepened when Reg's fingers came up to rest against his jaw, lips pressing more fully against Leo's, tea balanced on his lap, one hand wrapped around the mug to keep it steady. Leo's hand came up to slip underneath his hood, cupping his cheek and pulling him in closer as he slipped his tongue into his mouth. The next roll of thunder had Reg's fingers digging deeper into Leo's jaw, pressing up into the kiss - an immensely effective method of distraction if he does say so himself.
"Drink it while it's warm," Leo whispered again across his lips then settled back against the headboard.
Reg looked at him for a moment blinking before he sipped his tea, a blush rising across his features. They'd obviously kissed before despite being relatively 'new' but the domesticity of it made his blood rush under his skin. Cuddled in bed, dressed in their clothes, drinking tea while a storm raged outside. It all felt so... homey.
He passed Leo his mug when he'd finished to put it back on the table, grabbing Finn's arm gently and lying down, pulling him down with him to wrap his arm around his waist, pressing comfortably up against his back. His head rested on Lo's lap, his hand coming to reach over and rest on Leo's thigh as he sighed heavily, shuffling his shoulders as Finn plastered himself closely to his back, brushing kisses to the back of his neck. He grumbled happily when Lo's fingers came to stroke through his hair, nails raking softly across his head.
"Feeling better?" he whispered down.
Reg nodded minutely. "Yeah. Thank you for letting me stay here."
"Anytime, baby, you know that."
"'M sorry for waking you guys."
Finn answered this time, whispering into his hair. "You didn't. We were just talking in bed."
After a slight pause, Reg spoke again. "What were you talking about?" He traced patterns against the exposed skin of Logan's hip as he did.
"Lo just finished a good book, he was telling us what it was about," Leo said, stumbling out the words through a yawn. That, in turn, made Reg have to stifle a yawn too.
"Carry on."
"I-" Lo paused for a second. "You wanna hear about it?"
"Yeah. I like listening to you talk. Especially about books."
Lo wiped a hand down his face as he grinned. "Um. Alright, okay. Where was I? So, it's basically about..." Logan rambled on about his book for a long while, the boys humming and asking questions throughout. At some point, Leo and Logan shuffled so they were lying down too. Lo on his back, Reg resting on his chest with Finn snuggled into his back, Leo on his stomach next to Lo, his arm slung across Lo's stomach, along Reg's waist and continued to rest on Finn's side.
The storm was gradually getting closer without Reg noticing, too busy listening to Logan's voice and Finn's breath flowing over the back of his neck. He did, however, very quickly notice when a loud crack of thunder echoed from seemingly right outside the window. Making a startled noise, he nestled his head in Logan's shoulder, trembling slightly from the suddenness of it.
"We ain't gonna let nothin' hurt you, darlin'," Leo mumbled tiredly, his hand squeezing his hip reassuringly. His accent was heavy and lulling as it always was whenever he was half-asleep and forgot to round out his words properly.
"You can go to sleep, baby. You're alright," Finn mumbled, pressing a kiss to the shell of his ear and tightening his arms around him.
"You wanna go out for breakfast tomorrow? That cafe on the corner by the rink?" Lo mused, half to get his attention off what's going on outside and half because the thought just popped into his head.
"Logan Tremblay, are you asking us on a date?" Reg joked, voice slightly muffled from where his face was pressed into his chest.
"I absolutely am," he smiled down at him.
"Then yes. I'd love that. As long as it's not storming, of course."
"Of course."
With that, he pressed a kiss to the top of his head and continued on about his book, coming to the end and seeing that the three boys were all hanging onto consciousness by a thread. He laughed softly and tugged the blankets further up around them, Leo helping him with a tired hand before kissing his shoulder and falling asleep with his lips still pressed to his skin.
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The discord server reminded me that I had this floating about. Logan is sick and all he wants is Celeste’s soup - cue sad Leo.
CW: Sick!Logan and food talk
All characters belong to @lumosinlove
“Hey baby, do you need anything else?” Leo whispered. He had felt horrible waking Logan when he had only just fallen back into a fitful sleep, but it was time for his next round of medication.
“Want soup,” Logan grumbled, still not opening his eyes. He accepted Leo manoeuvring him into an upright position, and sighed happily when a glass of water met his lips to chase the two small pills.
“Sure thing, Lo,” Leo replied, happy to have something concrete to do. He hated seeing Logan like this; all quiet and subdued. Usually, when Logan was sick with a simple cold his dramatics rivalled those of a Hollywood star. Leo would indulge his demands with sarcastic comments and rolled eyes. Now, this bacterial infection was ravaging his system Logan could do little but sleep, and Leo wanted nothing more than to hear the laundry list of requirements.
An hour later, Leo ladled steaming soup into a bowl before making his way into the bedroom. Logan was slightly more awake than when when Leo had left, starfished on top of the sheets. “Too fucking hot,” he moaned to himself. Leo noted that his face did seem a little more flushed than earlier and made a mental note to check his temperature in a bit.
“I brought your soup, Lo,” Leo announced himself. The noise seemed to startle Logan, who was very occupied with trying to remove his clothing, but he seemed to perk up when he realised what Leo had said.
Leo perched on the side of the bed, bringing the spoon to Logan’s lips. It had had barely made contact when Logan whined. It was less petulant and more distressed. “This isn’t soup.” Leo frowned, wondering if his boyfriend had gone delirious with the illness.
"What do you mean?” Leo questioned, but Logan had fallen back to sleep.
Leo got up to find his other boyfriend, a worried crease etched into his forehead. Finn looked up from his book as Leo flopped onto the couch with a sigh.
“What’s up, Nutty? Worried about, Lo?” Finn set the the book down on the coffee table. “You know the doctor said it’ll take a few days to get through the worst of it. And you know our boy. He never does anything by halves, does he?” he continued, trying to reassure Leo.
Leo shook his head, somewhat frustrated. “No, I know. It’s just - he’s acting really strange. He doesn’t seem to recognise what he’s eating? He asked for soup, I made him soup - chicken noodle, his favourite. He tried it and said it wasn’t soup."
"Oh, Nut. You are not going to like this,” Finn chuckled low in throat. “I need to make a call.” Leo swept his hand between the seats after a couple of seconds of Finn patting around for his phone. Sure enough, his fingers grasped the device. “
“Here,” Leo said waving the phone in front of Finn’s face.
“Thanks,” Finn gave a sheepish smile, grabbing it and tapping the screen a few times.
"Hello, the Dumais residence - Celeste speaking,” the lilt filled the room.
“Oh Celeste, hi! Just the woman I was hoping to speak to!” Finn started.
“Finn, hello dear! I heard that Logan is unwell. How is he doing? Not being too demanding, I hope. I’m afraid we may have spoiled him for you,” Celeste replied, laughter softening her final sentence.
“That’s why we’re calling actually. Lo’s asking for soup and he says the stuff Leo made isn’t soup. We were wondering if you had any insight?” Finn explained.
There was a slight pause and then Celeste cleared her throat before replying, “Leo is there, yes?” She continued on without waiting for a response. “I’m sorry. I’m sure your soup is delicious. You know how Logan gets. Very set in his ways.” she said, her voice full of sympathy. Leo recognised the tone from his own mother. “I will bring him some soup soon.”
Thirty minutes later, the sound of a car door slamming was quickly followed by a knock on the door. "Dumo!” Finn greeted, sounding surprised to see the man. Leo had been expecting Celeste herself as well, coming to check they were providing Logan with care that met her standards.
Dumo smiled, lifting up the bag he was carrying, “Celeste sent me to give you this. She would have come herself, but Adele seems to have picked up the same illness as Logan. You’ll wish him a speedy recovery from me? I hope he’s not too miserable." Finn ushered Dumo in and they led him to the kitchen.
After placing the bag on the counter, Dumo patted Leo on the shoulder. “Try not to be too disappointed. Celeste has a magic wand when it comes to soups." The heavy hand and the kind words only made Leo feel the slightest bit better. It seemed ridiculous to be jealous of a mother figure and a bowl of soup, but food was Leo’s way of showing Logan that he cared and he didn’t know what else to do.
Never the less, Leo gathered the soup and a spoon and made his way back to the bedroom. He shook Logan gently until he heard a disgruntled murmur.
"More soup, baby.” Leo said softly, moving the cushions around Logan to allow him better support. The younger man positively moaned when the soup reached him lips.
“That’s my soup” he sighed happily, opening his mouth for more of the warm vegetable broth.
When Logan had mostly recovered a few days later, Finn told him the story and Logan felt terrible. He ate bowls and bowls of Leo’s chicken noodle soup, apologising profusely around mouthfuls. Leo had forgiven him already, he wasn’t ever really angry, just helpless.
A few weeks after that Leo found himself in the Dumais kitchen, writing down notes as Celeste taught him how to make the magic soup. She wrapped her arms around him, lifting herself up onto the tips of her toes so she could kiss his cheek. “Now young man, this recipe comes with big responsibilities of looking after my son, but I know that you are going to take the very best care of him.”
I have LOVED creating these fics for you, and I am so happy you have enjoyed them! Please find the master list below to go back and reread if you so choose. Please also keep sending in prompts- I LOVE receiving your ideas. <3
Character credits go to @lumosinlove !
Posting Schedule EXPLAINED (as of 28 Feb, 2025)
Cubs Engagement: This is my first one ever written, and sets the timeline for the rest of my fics (LOOSELY). This is NOT the canon timeline set by @lumosinlove in SW, C2C, or Vaincre, as the Cubs have obviously NOT reached that point in their lives. It's just how I imagine it!
Teacher Finn Pt. I
Teacher Finn Pt. II: Finn and His Fountain Pen
Man Bun Leo Knut TM
Leo's 2-4-1 Weighted Blanket Deal
Leo's Long Distance Surprise
Respecting Ratatouille (with DISCUSSIONS of the FUTURE)
Gender-Bent PWHL Cubs (P.S. please let me know if you'd be interested in more gender-bent/PWHL AUs! It didn't do as well as my other posts (sad face), but as a WLW I LOVE the PWHL fics that @fruitcoops did a while back. And I love the PWHL! So PLEASE let me know!!)
Logan's Favorite Combo: Boyfriends, Hot Chocolate, and CUDDLES
Ballet Butter Baby (i.e., Eloise Knut bring out baby photos!!)
BECs for Dinner Courtesy of FinnLo
FinnLo Finding Out About Jack >:|
Leo's Morning Accent
Concussion Angst + Fluff
Sunshine Being Carried Around
Finn and Healthy Discussion About Nefarious Activities
Icicle Leo Braving the Canadian Winter
Two Times Leo was Flustered, and One Time He Was the Flusterer
Black Brothers and Their Mom, Hope Lupin
Finn's Love Language
Leo's Blast from the Past, feat. Competitive BFs
O'Hara Home Videos in the Hamptons
FinnLo at a Harvard Reunion
LT10 is Back On Gryff Ice
Hurt/Comfort: A Commentary on US Marriage Laws and Visas
Leo Learning to Accept Affection
Finn Being the Best HAB
Future Family Skate
Cubs Lazy Morning In
Where Leo Got His Gray
Finn Being a Personal Jungle Gym
Leo Being a Heat-Resistant Master Chef
Wisdom Teeth Removal
Leo's Personal Lolo Guard Dog
Cubs Visit CANADIA
Married Cubs Fluff in Nice
Leo and His Tiger Stripes
Date Night!
Leo's Gaydar
Hogwarts AU
Seeing One Another Cry
Muscle Man Logan Tremblay
PWHL AU PT. II: Super Model Leo Knut and Her Protective GFs
Discussions of Age Differences
Leo´s Birthday!!
Insomniac Sunshine
Teacher Finn in Love with His Hubbies
Home Videos Pt. II: Baby of the Family Lolo and the Sunshine Show
Leo's All Star Panic Attack
Reaction to Injuries
Engagement Announcement!!!!
Soulmate AU (Pt I ;))
Cubs Being Obsessed with Legs, Arms, and Freckles!!!!
Logan Being Jealous of Pets feat. Pet Names
Hogwarts AU Pt. II
Seeing Each Other's Rooms for the First Time (Ever, or In a While)
Leo and His Homies in the Hamptons
Clingy Cubs
Harvard FinnLo Falling Alseep- then Waking Up to Their Sunshine
Protective Leo and Finn
Soulmate AU (Pt. II)
Cubs Go Hiking
Curly Cutie Leo Knut!!!!
Logan Beer Chugging Frat Boy King
Dumo and His Fatherly Advice feat. an Anxious LoganTM
Harvard FinnLo Fight and Reconciliation
Finn + Anxiety Meds
Cubs in the Hamptons feat. Dumais Children and Ultimate Dad Mode Leo
Write Me In AU!!!!
Finn Needing a Little Comfort
Leo is a Softball Legend
Some Supportive Hubbies in NOLA
FinnLo Old Scars + Leo Helping Them to Heal
Married Cubs Moving Lolo to NYC (Kinda f-ed up my own timeline- Finn still has another two seasons in the NHL left after they get married. Pretend he's, like, going in to do a practical or something as part of his Master's the following day, idk. Whoopsiiiiie!
Enemies to Lovers AU
Leo Returning Home Post Playoff Loss
Halloween feat. Leo in EYELINER
Leo and Reg Being Fishing Bros
Cubs Having the First Big "Kids ConvoTM"
Married Cubs and Finn Being OBSESSED with LeLo'a Bodies (Non-Sexual Intimacy)
Finn is UNHAPPY the NHL Makes Him Sleep Without His Husbands
My other Masterlist stopped letting me post for some reason! I´m assuming it has to do with the SHEER AMOUNT of links I have there (which is a good thing!). So here is the new one, with a link to the old one, so you can reread as you please! And, as always, my asks are always open for prompt requests. I get SO EXCITED when I get a notification that you all have sent me things!
Masterlist Pt. I
Leo´s Birthday!!
Romantic Roommates
Tremblay Sibling Spa Nights
Finn and PDA
Genderbent!Cubs and Leo w/ STRAIGHT HAIR (feat. FinnLo in MOURNING) (plz go show some love to WLW tags, it's super important and means a lot to those of us who are sapphic! <3)
Cubs on some ROAD TRIPS!!!!
The Vaincre Files: LeLo and Apologies
O'Knutzy Week 2025: Pt. I, Pt. II, Pt. III, Pt. IV, Part V, Part VI
Insecure Lo Hurt/Comfort feat. Bestie Luke
Leo is an Amateur Baker feat. Competitive FinnLo
FinnLo Protecting Their Sunshine and Their Peace in the Hamptons
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Do you think Leo would like Princess and the Frog because it's all about NOLA? Thoughts on Finn/Lo's favorite Disney movies?
Oh, I DEFINITELY think Leo loved Princess and the Frog because it's about NOLA, food, and jazz music. I think that he really embraces the culture of where he's from and all of its history and diversity, and seeing even a small representation of it on the screen probably made him so happy. So Princess and the Frog really holds a special place in his heart. I think he also really likes Ratatouille because it's all about cooking.
I think Finn LOVES Mulan, mostly for the music (it's one of the best Disney movie soundtracks by far), and Brave. I think that Logan pretends he didn't really like Disney movies, but always loved The Little Mermaid. And Cars. He loves Cars so much. Cars 2 more specifically.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 3/?
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Sirius Black & Remus Lupin, Remus Lupin & James Potter
Characters: Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, James Potter, Original Lupin Family Characters (Harry Potter), Euphemia Potter, Fleamont Potter, Hope Lupin, Lyall Lupin
Additional Tags: Marauders Era (Harry Potter), Marauders Friendship (Harry Potter), Remus Lupin Has a Sibling, Remus Lupin Needs a Hug, Protective Remus Lupin, Gay Sirius Black, Protective Sirius Black, Protective James Potter, Good Parents Euphemia Potter and Fleamont Potter, Awesome Euphemia Potter, Good Friend James Potter, Good Friend Sirius Black, Remus Lupin Angst, Good Brother Remus Lupin, Remus Lupin Has a Sister, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, Remus Lupin is Not Okay
Summary:
Remus Lupin has always been a caretaker to his little sister, from his father’s absent parenting to his mother’s mental struggles. In his fourth year, the struggles ramp up to a new height and Remus is forced away from the only friends he’s ever had and from the place that he once knew to take care of his family. This fic will include moments between friends, siblings, and family, showcasing Remus and his relationship with the people around him.
