Logan's P.O.V.
(I got stuck! I wanted to set this story about like…10 years later, but then didn't like how that felt so…I'm literally going to start it from where I left off. Except maybe about …a week has gone by! Let me know what you guys think!)
I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. I didn't want to do any of this. I mean yes…I wanted to move in with him because I was in love with him. But I hated moving. I hated packing. And I hated that it sounded like I was the only one doing any of the packing. After I yanked down the last of my clothes hanging up in my tiny closet, I tossed them to the large suitcase that was just purchased, and bent fast, so I could zip it. I don't know if it was a good thing that all of my hanging clothes fit in this huge suitcase. To me that just meant I didn't have enough clothes, and probably should go buy some more. Or maybe I just thought that because I had a hole burning in my pocket. A hole worth about 1.5 million dollars. The idea of that money, in my possession made me smile, much like it did every time I thought about it.
I huffed out loudly, hoping to get someone's attention, as I dragged my large, heavy suitcase out of my room. I dragged it, walking backwards glancing into Gabe's room, and bathroom, completely empty. I groaned knowing I still had a lot to do in my own room and bathroom and stopped in the middle of my apartment standing up straight, putting my hands on my hips. I closed my eyes and cracked my back in one spot hearing a very loud, almost painful crack come out. When I opened my eyes and put my hands down at my sides, I sighed out and bent over again, to grab the suitcase to drag it to the front door. However, as my ass stuck out and I grabbed the suitcase, two hands were placed on the small of my back, and they rubbed softly, and slowly. "Would you like some help?" I shot up fast and turned even faster. I raised an eyebrow and got myself ready to yell at him for being gone for so long but stopped myself. Mostly because he was shirtless. And red. From either the sun, or because he was hot. Didn't matter, he looked so fucking sexy it hurt. And it got worse when I saw he had his hair back, and under a backwards black ball cap, and had sweat dripping down his neck, onto his chest. "Before we came back from the house, Gabe wanted to get you some food and Gatorade to replenish." I smirked making a little 'aw' come out of my mouth, making him laugh. His hand went to my hips and pulled me to him. I went to raise my hands, to put them on his pecks but he spoke fast. "I'm really sweaty and gross. I wouldn't suggest touching me." I frowned putting my hands on him anyway, and stood up on tippy toes, putting my lips on his, fast. His hands roughly pulled me closer to him, making my bare feet step on his Nike covered ones. He didn't seem to mind, so neither did I. I stood up on his feet, and moved my hands up to his neck, ignoring the sweat now on my hands. His tongue was already swiping around my mouth, making me feel like putty. He had that effect on me. Ever since he asked me and my son to move in with him, I felt like he could do no wrong. He could say nothing wrong. And if he did I would find a way to justify it. That probably wasn't healthy, but they don't call it infatuation for nothing.
"Really? So, while I've been busting my ass tearing down your TV…" I pulled away from Kendall's mouth fast, and got off his feet, walking around him even faster. James was walking towards me, one of Gabe's juice boxes in hand, a bundle of cords in the other. "You've been making out? Did you even do anything Logan?" I went to step forward to hit him, but Kendall pulled me back, putting his arm around my shoulder, from behind. I glared at James as he smirked and raised the bundle of cords. "The TV and sound system is done. I think we can get everything else, in this last load. Because we can throw your bed and bed frame in the back of my truck, and Carlos and I can drop that off to the Salvation Army, and meet up with you guys at the house, to help unload." I nodded looking around my mostly empty apartment. The only thing left in the living room were the two arm chairs, the coffee table which was being used to hold James's tools, and snacks he's been devouring while he took apart my entertainment system. "How about your room?" I sighed pulling Kendall's arm off me walking to the kitchen, just as the front door burst open, and Carlos and Gabe ran in, holding fast food bags, and five different colored Gatorades.
"My closet is done." I shrugged at James as I walked to my fridge and pulled it open grabbing a cold bottle of water. I turned fast as my legs were run into by Gabe holding one of the Gatorades, and a bag of greasy smelling food. "Hi buddy. Did you get all your stuff in your room at the house?"
"Yup! And Mr. Kendall said I get to decorate it however I want! And he said if wanted, I could color on the walls in my room!" I looked up fast watched Kendall sit on the stools at the bar next to James and Carlos. "I got chicken nuggets for lunch daddy!" I laughed and nodded picking Gabe up fast, setting him on the counter by the sink. He set his drink and bag down and quickly reached in the bag pulling out two fries. "Here you go daddy!" He handed me one of the fries and I took it, but I frowned.
"Is that all I get?" Gabe laughed, turning to Carlos who was already passing food out to the two next to him. "While I packed my room, I sort of had a thought dawn on me." I got all three to look at me, as Carlos handed me what I had to assume to be a hamburger. Before I took it and ate the fry shaking my head I washed my hands, with hot water and lemon scented soap. "I had a lot of shit, I don't wear anymore. I'll have a couple of bags that I want to donate as well as my bed, and the clothes Gabe grew out of." Carlos nodded slowly as he slid a red Gatorade over to me sitting back down on his stool, putting a hand on James shoulder, who no surprise to me, was already eating. I quickly wiped my hands with a dish towel, and then set the towel on Gabe's lap so he wouldn't spill on himself.
"Well just take all of it for you, so you can ride with Gabe and Kendall in the U-Haul." I nodded opening up my wrapper for my burger and looked to my kid who was shoving an almost too big chicken nugget into his mouth. I reached out fast and took it from his mouth, breaking it apart. He smiled wide up at me, showing the spot where two front teeth should be, he just lost two nights ago, empty. I smiled back and let him take both pieces, putting one in his mouth. "So…did James tell you?"
"Carlos not now. We are not stealing their thunder." I tilted my head as I took a large bite of my burger, loving it immediately. "When they are moved in, set up nice and cozy, I'll let Logan know." I turned to Kendall raising my eyebrow at him, as he shoved fries into his mouth. I chewed slowly back to James, who was back to eating, while Carlos shook his head looking at him.
"There is literally no thunder to steal. Kendall and I are moving in together. It's already happened. Nothing can ruin that. What is it?" I turned to Carlos who sat forward opening his mouth. "Does Kendall know?"
"I plead the fifth." I gave him a dirty look as he wiped his mouth shrugging but smiling at me. "He won't be upset dude. Just tell him." I turned back to James and Carlos who were staring at each other, intently. When James sighed out, he turned to me setting his burger down.
"I had an interview last week for a new job at the C.I.A." I nodded slowly putting a fry in my mouth as James looked down clearing his throat. "I got the call this morning…you are looking at the new deputy director of the C.I.A." I swallowed my fry fast and set the burger down next to Gabe and quickly ran around the counter, to get to him. He spun fast in his stool and by the time I got to him, he was standing. I threw myself at him hugging him tight, closing my eyes.
"Congratulations James! Seriously! That's awesome news. Now I don't have to hear Carlos bitch about you while we try to drink and relax." My shoulder was slapped but I ignored it as James hugged me back sort of pulling me up off the ground.
"Thanks man. And I know you were worried too, because Kendall was worried. But it's mostly a desk job, and standing in front of monitors, giving the okay, when the director isn't in." I sighed out pulling away from him and nodded putting my hands on his shoulders.
"Sounds exactly what Carlos wanted you to be doing from the get-go." James laughed but nodded letting me go. I turned to walk back to my spot next to Gabe but seeing Kendall finishing his burger, already, and sitting back, wiping his mouth and hands made me stop. I pushed him back just a little bit and climbed up on his lap, reaching over the bar to grab my burger. When I sat back, turning a little to look at my friends, one of his arms snaked around my waist and held me as I took a bite of my burger. While I ate, Carlos and James both got up, offering to start packing my bathroom, while carrying their food in with them. I watched James shove the last of his burger in his mouth as Carlos dragged him to my hallway. I leaned into Kendall eating slowly watching Gabe talking quietly to his chicken nuggets, while he dunked them into his ketchup. I smirked feeling Kendall kiss into my hairline while he rubbed my thigh with one hand, and the other rubbed my back. "So…" I started to turn to face Kendall, but his lips moved to my ear, and he bit on the lobe, pulling gently. I closed my mouth quick looking to my son, to see if he saw us, but relaxed when he was still too occupied with his food. Kendall let my lobe go and sighed out softly, making the hairs on the back of my neck, stand up on end.
"I don't think James has told Carlos he has to go to D.C. for his training." I went still as Kendall whispered in my ear and rubbed me. "Because it's a new position with new clearance codes and security information, he has to be in D.C. For at least two months." I snapped my head to Kendall fast who nodded rubbing my body again. "I know he knows about it too. I just think he's having a hard time trying to tell Carlos." I sighed out taking the last bite of my burger looking at the blank white wall in front of me, where a picture of Gabe and I used to hang. When I swallowed my bite, I turned back to Kendall and set a hand on his arm, on my leg.
"Can Carlos go with him?" He nodded, and I shrugged. "Let's hope he lets him know that. I don't think Carlos will want to be without James for that long. Even if it is for paperwork and boring shit like that." Kendall chuckled looking around me and nodded once, forward. I turned fast and quickly jumped off Kendall seeing Gabe trying to get off the counter. "Hold on baby." I rushed to Gabe and set him on the ground softly, letting him run off to the hallway, saying something about needing to pee. I sighed out at the mess he made with ketchup and quickly started to clean it up.
"Well you've known them longer. How do you think Carlos with react?" I tilted my head to each side as I shrugged and wiped down the counter, throwing away the empty chicken nugget box of Gabe's. I looked over to Kendal who was putting some fries in his mouth and I smiled small.
"One of two ways. He'll see it as a fun vacation, and not be mad, or yell at him for once again, his job seeming to be more important than anything else." Kendall whistled low opening up his orange Gatorade bottle. "Either way, he's not going to let him go by himself. Guarantee it." I finished wiping the counter and capped Gabe's drink yawning loudly.
"I can't wait to get you home." I blushed watching Kendall get up from his stool and couldn't help but notice the soft groan that left his mouth as he started to walk. When he got to me, in my kitchen I noticed the wound on his stomach was looking irritated and red. Before he got to touch me, I reached out and set my hands around the stiches and the inflamed skin. He huffed out, pushing into me, backing me into a corner, putting his hands on either side of me. I continued to look down at his wound however and feel around it, hearing him groan.
"I fear you've been doing too much Kendall. This is irritated."
"You're poking doesn't help." I looked up fast to see him smiling small. "I'm fine. I'll relax once we get home."
"And in the meantime, you're sitting on my bed and doing nothing except entertaining my child." He rolled his eyes leaning into me, setting his forehead on mine. "My room is the last place. Between myself James and Carlos, we should be done in no time. So, don't stress. Now…" I gently pushed him back grabbed a box of Ziploc gallon bags and walked around him but grabbed his hand. "Let's go finish this so we can go pass out on your couch."
"It's our couch now, and we aren't sleeping anytime soon." I blushed again but kept looking forward as he free hand slapped onto my butt softly.
Like I knew I would be able too, I forced Kendall to sit on my unmade, undone bed, with Gabe, helping him color in one of his many books. James and Carlos made packing my bathroom look easy, as they were finished by the time I finally got my dresser empty. I had to fill two duffle bags, with clothes, and filed one more for donation. Next, I had Carlos and James help me pack my bookcase, and desk up, filling two large boxes, just with books and medical journals. As I went through my two nightstands, and the second, smaller bookcase throwing random shit into boxes, James took apart my desk, and Carlos took apart the first bookcase. When I finished, I even took apart the last bookcase, I stood up and turned to see Kendall had laid back and was lying on one arm, under his head, fast asleep while Gabe was next to him, lying on his stomach, his head facing Kendall. They were both snoring ever so slightly and if the sight of them next to each other, sleeping like angels didn't make my heart burst into a million pieces, it was James and Carlos. They whispered quietly to me, saying they would start taking things out to the two trunks, and told me to relax for a few minutes as they worked. They didn't need to tell me twice. I crawled carefully up on the bed, behind Gabe, lying on my side gently. I kissed the back of Gabe's head and set a hand on his back, knowing he wouldn't wake up from it. I propped myself up on my elbow and held my head up with one hand, staring at Kendall's still, sleeping face. I know he's been having a hard time sleeping. Between our new relationship, his bullet wound, and being worried about Gabe, who was now having night terrors due to the kidnappings, and what not, he wasn't sleeping much. Just like I wasn't. We both maybe got 4 hours a sleep each night. Every night since he got out of the hospital, and we were all choosing to sleep out in the living room at Kendall's…our house. Gabe didn't want to sleep alone, and Kendall felt bad. So, we made a make shift bed on the floor while Gabe slept on the couch and here we were.
Because I lived on the 17th floor of my building, it was going to take a long time for James and Carlos to take the stuff they had down, and back up. So, I took the time to lay next to my sleeping boy and watch Kendall sleep. I knew eventually one of them were going to wake up. I hoped it was Kendall first. Because then I could have him hold Gabe as I helped James and Carlos get the bed and the two chairs and coffee table out of my house. Besides the last few boxes, and bags, everything else was already gone. It would be a short trip, but I felt bad, that James and Carlos were doing this by themselves. I however, didn't feel bad enough to not let my body relax fully, and fall asleep, my hand still on Gabe's back.
When I was woken up, it was by a hand rubbing my side, over my ribs. I opened my eyes slowly and panicked a little not seeing Gabe. But the hand moved to my neck quick and there was a soft kiss to my temple. "The bed is the last thing to go. And your sexy body is on it, unfortunately." I blushed closing my eyes again and groaned getting up. Two hands grabbed my sides and helped me slid off the bed. I glanced around seeing it completely empty, except for the bed. I turned slowly and smiled at Kendall who had his hat on still and was now wearing a black t-shirt. "Gabe is doing a final check of the place. To make sure everything is out." I nodded letting him pull me back just as James and Carlos walked in. I couldn't help but blush seeing them both shirtless, and sweaty. They both had impressive muscles and I would consider myself dead if I didn't find them attractive. Because they were. But Kendall's hands on my reminded me who I was with, and why I was with him. "Let's pull the mattress off first and take the frame down so we can lay the mattress on top of the frame in your truck bed." I wrapped an arm around Kendall as James and Carlos nodded, walking to either side of the bed.
"I think I can take the frame down by myself, since it's fairly light." Kendall nodded as he pulled away from me and went to the edge of the bed. I watched feeling my fatigue hitting me hard as the three men pulled the pillow top mattress off and set it gently against the wall. When James walked back to the frame I stepped forward to offer help, but he simply picked it up at the bottom and turned it. He started walking slowly out of the room and I sighed out turning to the other two. They were already holding the mattress, ready to go.
"Can I help?" Kendall smirked but blew me a kiss shaking his head. I put my hands on my hips watching them walk slowly, Carlos going backwards.
"This is literally the last of it Loges. I took out all the trash from lunch and did a final sweep of your kitchen and Gabe's bathroom. He's searching the hall closet's and his room, but I think everything's out." I nodded following out behind Kendall as they turned the mattress to walk out of the room. "Gabe you ready buddy?" I set a hand on Kendall's shoulder hearing him groan as they continued to walk out.
"Yes! The whole place is empty!" I laughed rubbing Kendall's shoulder as they continued to walk slowly down the hall. "Is daddy awake?!" I laughed louder as I saw Gabe peer out his door of his old room. I smiled and waved down at him as I got closer. When I got to him, I let him take my hand and led him out following Kendall and Carlos with the mattress. "Daddy can we put my bed together when we get to Mr. Kendall's house?" I nodded rubbing my neck watching them turn the mattress again, as they walked out the front door. When I got to it, I slipped on the flip flops I had been wearing on and off, since we started packing my house at 6 this morning.
"Gabe it's your house too now buddy. You don't have to just say Mr. Kendall's house anymore." I saw Gabe nod and just as we walked out of the house I realized I should do one last check.
"Gabe…you stay with Uncle Carlos and Kendall okay? I'm going to double check the apartment." I let Gabe go who automatically ran to Kendall and wrapped an arm around his leg.
"You want us to wait?" I turned back into the apartment and shook my head.
"No go ahead! I'll meet you guys down there!" I heard the ding of the elevator and quickly walked into my kitchen. I opened every cabinet and drawer, finding nothing. I checked the pantry, and the fridge, making sure it was clean. I then glanced around my empty, and barren living room and walked quickly to the guest bathroom. I again checked all the drawers and cabinets, finding nothing. Once I checked Gabe's room, and mine, I sighed out and slowly glanced around the quiet, empty place. I knew that the choice I made to move in with Kendall was a good one. Because he was a good man with a good heart, who my kid loved. But I was still a little sad leaving my apartment. This apartment was the first step I took to get away from my abusive ex. It was the first thing in my life, that was solely mine. As the house Chris and I bought, had both our names on it, this apartment just had mine. And it was a time in my life where Gabe and I seemed to bond. More so than ever before. He helped me pick out things to decorate. The first night we were here, we backed chocolate chip cookies, and watched cartoons on the flat screen all night. This apartment was the first stepping stone in my new life and I loved it. But as I walked to my door after placing the keys on the counter, I realized just because it was the first stepping stone, didn't make it the last one. I turned off the light above the door, made sure I had my phone and quietly closed the door, smiling ever so slightly.