I know Logan's date isn't very good, and the others weren't very detailed. I'm not good at dates. And the thing is, not every date will be in detail. They'll just be mentioned, or whatever. Enjoy the chapter! :)

When Logan woke up on Saturday morning, his first thought was 'Kendall and I have our first date today.' his second thought was 'I wonder what Carlos planned.'

And dammit, he really wanted to know. He knew he couldn't ask Kendall what his date with Carlos had been, and what it had been like. And he couldn't ask Carlos what he'd done either. It was against the rules, plus it made him look like an idiot who was sure to lose Kendall after day 1. By maybe he could trick Carlos into telling him? He wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the box, after all . . .

Logan showered and dressed, and when he decided it was late enough and Kendall was sure to be awake, he took the elevator up to his and Jett's apartment. Kendall answered the door, grinning when he saw him. "Hi." he gave a smirk. "If I'd known we were going to go now, I would've dressed up."

"You look hot," Logan teased, though Kendall was only dressed in his plaid pyjama pants and a white t-shirt. He let Logan in, sitting him down on the couch before settling on his lap with a happy sigh. "How've you been?" Logan asked, happily wrapping his arm around Kendall's waist, the other resting on the blonde's thigh.

"Good. Me and Jett get along great. I've been showing him how to make a brownie in a mug."

Logan laughed; brownies in a mug were one of Kendall's many food obsessions. "And he likes it?"

"I think he ate about three in one night," Kendall giggled. He looked down at his hands, reaching or and intertwining one with the hand Logan had on his thigh.

"Listen, Kendall . . ."

Kendall looked up. "Yeah?"

"Um . . ." Ok, I just need to remember the tactics. Subtlety. "I was wondering . . . I've been thinking about what to do for our date, considering budget and all that kind of thing, so I was wondering . . . what kind of dates do you like?"

"Oh." Kendall looked surprised.

"Just wondering," Logan added quickly. "I mean, if you'd prefer not to tell me . . ."

"No, it's cool." Kendall looked thoughtful for a moment. "I like simple dates."

"Simple?" Logan tried to keep a straight face.

"Yeah." A dreamy smile appeared on Kendall's face. "You know, those nights that have more thought put into them than money. I mean, you can create an amazing date without spending a cent . . . know what I mean?"

"Yeah, I do." Logan gave a nervous smile. Jackpot. "Sorry if that was a little forward. I guess I was just a bit unsure about myself."

"Aww, don't be!" Kendall kissed him on the cheek, totally unsuspecting. "I'm sure it'll be amazing. I look forward to it."

Only an hour or two later, Logan called up to Kendall and Jett's apartment, Jett going to answer the door.

"Kendork!" he yelled towards Kendall's room. "The math geek is here!"

Kendall walked out, smiling in greeting. "Hi, Logie!" he waved Jett off before giving Logan a quick kiss.

"I'm taking you for a picnic!" Logan grinned, holding up the basket and the folded up blanket. "I figured you might like it. You know, simplicity and all."

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Kendall looked delighted. He glanced over his shoulder, and when he was satisfied Jett wasn't looking, he leaned in and kissed Logan's cheek.

Logan blushed, talking Kendall's hand. "C'mon, let's go. I found the perfect spot in the park that we can go."

Logan led Kendall for a good twenty minutes through the park, finally taking him to a secluded spot next to some trees. He handed Kendall the basket and unfolded the blanket, spreading it out over the grass. "Take a seat, blondie."

Kendall did, smiling up at him sweetly. "This is so cute."

Logan sat down next to him, taking the basket and opening it up. He rolled his eyes at the description. "Way to make me feel like a man."

"You know what I mean!" Kendall scooted closer to Logan, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "Later, if you're not busy, I can make you feel more like a man than you've ever been before . . ."

Logan gave a nervous squeak, though he couldn't help chuckling when Kendall pulled away with an impish grin. "You're a little slut, you know that?"

"I know," Kendall laughed, kissing Logan on the cheek. "Come on, let's have that picnic."

Logan opened the picnics basket and pulled out some little bottles of lemonade and plastic boxes of food. "I got some pasta salads, I know you like those. And I brought some chips too."

"Sounds tasty," Kendall laughed, taking the box ad plastic fork Logan handed him amd opening it up.

"So, Kendall," Logan said slowly, handing Kendall a bottle of lemonade. "What are your hobbies?"

Kendall frowned, puzzled. He gave a giggle. "Logan, you know my hobbies."

"Shh!" Logan hissed. "This is the typical dating conversation. I don't know what else to go on."

Kendall rolled his eyes. "Ok, ok. Um . . . I like hockey. Skateboarding, and swimming in the pool. I like video games. I like to read." He bit hhis lip. "I like to have fun. You know."

Logan chuckled. "Alright, well my hobbies are about the same. And I've kind of got this thing for math, and medical sciences. I wanna be a doctor."

"Oh yeah? That's pretty cool. I'm not really sure what I wanna be. But I hope to get an idea soon." Kendall sighed. "Soon, I might end up being a parent. But I'm not sure it's what I want."

"That's understandable," Logan said genuinely, taking Kendall's hand.

Kendall looked up at him with a sigh. "Can we stop this game now? This is kind of a real, serious answer."

Logan nodded. He sat closer to Kendall. "So, you're not sure if you want the baby or not?"

Kendall shook his head. "I already sort of feel . . . connected to this baby. And I wanna raise it, I do. But I don't know if I can manage it."

Logan nodded, lifting Kendall's hand and pressing a quick kiss to it. "What are you hoping for?"

"I don't really mind." He shrugged. "I think a little girl would be cute. You know, running around with little pigtails. Though it'd probably be awkward when she grew up and we had to deal with all the teenage drama."

Logan's face lit up. "We?" he echoed hopefully.

"Hmm?" Kendall's eyes widened. "I mean, whoever I choose. Whether it's you or Carlos."

"Oh. Right. I get it."

"Logie, don't feel bad." Kendall snuggled up to him, holding up a forkful of pasta to his mouth. "Taste this one, it's really good."

They ate their food, chatting and laughing. They didn't bring up the baby again, because it was clear Kendall didn't want to talk about it then. Or anytime soon.

Logan leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to Kendall's lips. Kendall smiled and wrapped an arm around the back of Logan's neck. Logan grinned, leaning in closer and wrapping an arm around Kendall's waist.

Suddenly, he felt a drop of rain land on his forehead. He opened his eyes and looked up, pulling back from the kiss reluctantly. "I think it's starting to rain."

Then as he said it, the rain got heavier. And heavier. And—

"Shit!" Logan grabbed the basket and leaped to his feet, Kendall following him and grabbing the blanket as he did. Logan led him in under the trees, where they were mostly sheltered; not just from the rain, but from everyone in the park. Still, the park was almost deserted now that the rain had come.

"Wanna stay here until it stops?" Kendall suggested, smiling at him.

"Sure, may as well." Logan wrapped an arm around Kendall's shoulders, sliding down until they were both sitting in the clump of bushes. Kendall rested his head on Logan's shoulder, sighing happily.

"Trust the weather to ruin our first date," Logan sighed, glaring at the rain.

"Who said it was ruined?" Kendall asked. "I think this is fun!"

"Really?" Logan asked incredulously. "But it's cold and wet, and we didn't even get to finish . . ."

"Shh." Kendall pulled Logan up, wrapped the blanket around the two of them and settled back down, Logan leaning back against the tree while Kendall rested against him. "See? We're cosy now."

"Yeah, I guess we are," Logan grinned. He shut his eyes and leaned his head back against the tree, listening to the rain pattering on the trees above them. He was content to just lie there and feel Kendall's soft breathing against his neck.

"You know," Kendall spoke up. "While we're stuck under here, we may as well do something."

"Like what?"

Logan was so glad he asked when he heard shuffling under the blanket, and the next thing he knew Kendall's hand was on his crotch. He gave a startled squeak, looking down at Kendall. Kendall smiled at him, before slowly squeezing at Logan's clothed crotch. "Kendall, what are you . . .?"

"Passing the time," Kendall replied innocently. "Shh."

Kendall ground his palm against Logan's crotch, smirking. Logan threw his head back and moaned weakly. "Slut," he gasped as Kendall's hand slid inside his boxers.

Kendall laughed. "You know it, Logie. C'mere." Kendall pushed Logan's knees apart and crawled between them. "Why don't I prove it? I kow how much you love my mouth . . ."

Logan moaned as Kendall unbuttoned his jeans and tugged them down as much as he good. Next he stuck one hand back into Logan's underwear, while the other tugged the front of them down. Logan's erection bobbed out, arching against his stomach. Logan's breath quickened when Kendall gripped his thighs and leaned in, licking around the head slowly. "F-fuck," he gasped. "Take it all, Kendall, please . . ."

So Kendall did as he asked, opening his mouth wide and going down until his lips were on the base. Then he slid up again, licking around the tip before beginning to bob up and down slowly. Logan moaned and threw his head back, rolling his hips up and trying to fuck Kendall's mouth. Kendall hollowed his cheeks and sucked harder, licking the base and bobbing faster on Logan's cock.

"Fuck, Kendall, you're so hot," Logan gasped, gripping Kendall's hair and pulling his head up and down harshly. Kendall moaned low in his throat, humming around Logan's dick as he pulled off to lick and gently kiss the head, before going down again.

"Shit, I'm so close," Logan cursed, thrusting his hips up quickly. Kendall looked up at him with a mischievous look in his eyes, before giving one last tug on Logan's cock. Then Logan came, spilling his seed down Kendall's throat with a low moan and a weak shiver. Kendall pulled off, licking his lips slowly.

Logan grinned at him. "Enjoy that, cock slut?"

Kendall giggled. "Maybe a little." He moved to sit next to Logan again. "So, it's still raining. We still have food left, and I kinda want to get the taste of cum out of my mouth. Wanna finish eating here?"

Logan chuckled. "Sure. Pass me the basket, I think we have cupcakes in there."

"Shit!"

The bowling ball rolled completely to the right of the lane, not hitting a single pin. Kendall gave a sigh. "When did my aim get so bad?" He turned to look back at where Carlos was sitting, laughing a little. "How is it I can play hockey, but I suck at this? I get that they're different, but come on!"

"I dunno, babe," Carlos shrugged, chuckling at Kendall's pout. The arcade complex had a whole range of activities, including some stalls to win a prize, several little fast food places, and a couple of other activities in separate parts of the massive building. Like a kids' play area, an astroturf pitch, all those fun things to do. But it wasn't his first plan. Carlos would've loved to take Kendall to a carnival. But the problem was, he couldn't go on most of the rides. So this would have to do.

"It's your turn now, Carli," Kendall sighed, giving him a sweet smile and a kiss on the cheek before sitting down.

Carlos took his turn, picking up a bowling ball and preparing to swing. Kendall watched with a grin as the bowling bowl rolled down the alley, knocking down seven pins in one turn.

"How are you do good at this, babe?" Kendall demanded, looking up at the screen displaying their score. They were nearing the end of the game, and Carlos was really only a few points ahead of Kendall. Ok, maybe there was this one time Carlos could've got a strike, amd Kendall might have leaned forward and slapped his butt at the last second. Maybe.

"I dunno, I just am," Carlos shrugged, turning to grin at Kendall. "Your turn, blondie."

Kendall stood up and selected a bowling ball, walking up to take his shot. At the last second, he stopped. "Come show me, Carli?" Kendall asked, looking over his shoulder and smiling. "I'm really bad at this . . ."

Carlos grinned, standing up behind Kendall and wrapping an arm around his waist. He placed his other hand over Kendall's, resting his head on his shoulder. "Swing like this . . . relax a little more in the hips, y'know?"

"Like this?" Kendall gave a gentle swing with the bowling ball in his hand, deliberately brushing his hips back against Carlos's.

"Yup." Carlos smirked, pressing their bodies up together. "Just like that."

"Ok, let me try it." With Carlos holding onto him and guiding him, Kendall took his shot. The bowling ball shot down the alley and knocked them all. Every single one.

"I win!" Kendall cheered, jumping up and down in delight. "Yay!" He gave Carlos a huge hug, kissing him as he wrapped his arms around his neck. "Thanks, babe."

"You're welcome," Carlos chuckled. The finishing scores were up on the screen. "I guess we're done here. Wanna go look at the arcade?"

"Sure." Carlos wrapped an arm around Kendall's shoulders as they walked through the arcade, looking at the machines, playing some of the games. They played a very competitive game of air hockey, in which Kendall hit the disk so hard it shot off the table and jabbed Carlos in the stomach, knocking the breath out of him. Carlos still won the game.

They were thinking about going to get some burgers and then head home (it was getting late and the pregnancy was starting to take its toll on Kendall again) when Carlos spotted a crane machine. His eyes lit up.

"I wanna win you something!" Carlos announced, grabbing Kendall by the hand and leading him over to the machine.

"Are you sure you can?" Kendall asked, looking at the crane machine doubtfully. "These things are kind of designed so you can never win."

"I bet I can do it!" Carlos fished a quarter from his pocket. "Which do you like?"

Kendall chuckled, deciding to go along with it. He looked at the assortment of soft toys stacked up in the machine. Obviously it had to be an easy one. "I like the giraffe," he said at last, shyly pointing to the cute giraffe with the glass brown eyes and smiley mouth.

"Giraffe it is!" Carlos inserted the quarter and took hold of the joystick, trying to maneuvor the crane above the giraffe. He pushed the little red button and watched the crane open and drop down. But it barely skimmed the giraffe's neck. "Dammit." He reached for another quarter immediately.

Two attempts later, he was irritated and still unsuccessful. "Carli, it's ok," Kendall persisted. "Let's just leave it."

"No!" Carlos replied firmly, gritting his teeth as he inserted another quarter. "I'm getting you that giraffe!"

He fumbled with the joystick angrily, pushing the bottom and watching with narrowed eyes . . .

As it clamped down over a little white mouse and dropped it in the deposit box. "FUCK!"

Kendall picked the mouse out, smiling a little worriedly at his slight crazed date. The mouse was only the size of his fist, and he looked down at it with a grin. "It's really cute, Carli. I love it—"

"You're getting the damn giraffe!" Carlos said furiously. Kendall facepalmed as Carlos slammed a fifth quarter into the machine. "Come on, come on . . ." His chest heaved as his wide eyes followed the crane. It opened up, dropping down. Kendall rolled his eyes as Carlos pressed his face up against the glass. Yup. The Latino had totally lost it.

"YES!" Carlos cheered as the fuzzy giraffe was dropped from the crane into the deposit box. He reached in and grabbed it, holding it out to Kendall with a grin.

Kendall giggled, taking the giraffe and holding it in his arms. "Thanks, babe." He kissed Carlos gently, before pulling back and handing him the little white mouse. "Here, you can have this one."

"Thanks." Carlos took Kendall's hand and led him away from the horribly addictive machine. "Told you I could do it. Now, you wanna get something to eat?"

They walked to the little diner next to the arcade basketball hoops and bought their food, sitting down in a booth together.

"I called my doctor this morning," Kendall said as he opened up the box containing his cheeseburger. "She decided I should come in for my first ultrasound next week. Friday morning."

"Great!" Carlos grinned at him. "Are we all gonna go?"

"Yeah, I want all four of us to go together. It's something important to me."

Carlos nodded. He completely understood that. He justmwasn't tools urge how the appointment with all four of them together would go. In other words, how the appointment with Logan there too would go.

Kendall's second date with Logan involved a trip to Kendall's favourite restaurant; a mixed place involving dishes from all different cultures in a huge buffet. And Kendall, of course, had been paranoid about eating a lot and looking like a complete pig in front of Logan. But he was eating for two, and he hadn't been able to resist piling his plate high every course. Logan, apparently, thought it was endearing and cute, and not at all gross. It was weird. Then Kendall spent the rest of the week in the apartment with Jett, reading or watching tv, or else hanging around by the pool with James and Camille. It was fun, it was relaxing. It helped take the pressure off his shoulders.

Kendall, James, Carlos and Logan walked into the doctor's waiting room together on Friday morning. When Dr White called out Kendall's name, all four of them walked over. She looked at them with wide eyes. "Sorry, boys. Only the father of the baby can come in with us."

James sighed, smiled and went to sit in a chair. "We have two potential dads," Kendall mumbled, embarrassed.

"Ah, I see." They walked into the office, Kendall still blushing furiously. Dr White shook Carlos and Logan's hands. "Nice to meet you both. Let's get started."

Kendall sat in the chair and leaned back, lifting his shirt up as Dr White instructed. Carlos stepped forward in front of Logan with a smile, leaning and and kissing Kendall on the forehand. "I'm really happy right—"

Logan elbowed him sharply out of the way, shutting him up. Carlos scowled.

"Let me hold your hand," Logan grinned, taking it and glaring at Carlos.

"Don't push me!" Carlos snapped, shoving Logan away and taking Kendall's hand himself.

"Piss off, Carlos!"

"Don't tell me to piss off, I was here first!"

"No you weren't!"

"Um, you can't stay in here if you're going to make so much noise," Dr White said timidly, but neither of them heard her.

"Stop acting so high and mighty, Logan! We all know he's gonna pick me!"

"Oh please, he's gonna pick me! He sucked me off in the park on our last date!"

"Logan!" Kendall squeaked, cheeks turning red.

"We had pool sex on our first date! Bet you didn't have pool, sex, did you Logan?"

"We weren't even in a pool, tht doesn't make sense!"

"You're the one who doesn't make sense!"

"Oh, just grow up already! No, don't actually. Then Kendall will definitely pick me!"

"HEY!"

They both stopped, turning to look at Kendall. He was glaring at them with tears in his eyes. He looked furious. And hurt. "Guys," he said quietly. "This was meant to be important for us. We were gonna get to see the baby for the first item. Why do you have to ruin it?"

They were both startled. "I . . . we . . ."

"Get out." Kendall's eyes fell to stare at his lap. "I don't want you two in here."

"What? Kendall, it's my baby—"

"It's my baby—"

"Shut up!" Kendall snapped. "Both of you, out now. Send James in instead. At least I know he's not gonna yell and stress everybody out. That's bad for the baby, by the way. If either of you cared."

"Kendall, of course we—"

"Out!"

Logan and Carlos left the office, shamefaced, dragging their feet as they walked. "What happened?" James asked when they walked up to him. He put his magazine down and stood up. "Is Kendall ok?"

"He's fine," Logan replied sullenly. "He just wants you in there, not us."

"What? Why?"

"Logan started it," Carlos told him with a sigh.

"What?" Logan exclaimed, outraged. "You started it!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Ok, now I see why," James sighed. Before he left, he put a hand on both of their shoulders, looking at them strength. "You guys need to talk about it. Before Kendall and I finish. Ok?"

He left, and Logan and Carlos slumped down into their chairs. "He's right," Logan sighed at last. "We should talk."

"I guess so. You wanna start?"

"Fine." Logan gritted his teeth. "We need to stop this. This fighting. At least when Kendall's around, for all we know he could decide he's fed up with us and reject us both."

"You're right," Carlos nodded. "And it's not good for him or the baby, to hear us yelling at each other all the time. I know I'd hate it if I were him."

"So, let's try to get along. At least when Kendall is with us. It's the least we can do, and it's not much."

"Agreed." Carlos held out his hand. "Let's shake on it."

They did, and then sat back in silence, picking up magazines and reading them awkwardly. And eventually two shadows fell over them, and they looked up to see Kendall and James standing there. Logan and Carlos stood up. "We decided we're gonna stop," he said slowly. "With the fighting. It's stupid and immature and we're sorry." Carlos nodded in agreement.

"It's ok," Kendall said quietly, smiling at them. "I guess I'm a little moody anyway, so it's not entirely your fault."

Logan and Carlos smiled. "So how did the scan go?" Carlos asked.

"Good. We saw the baby, had Kendall checked over." James turned to grin at Kendall, just as Logan and Carlos noticed the blonde had both his hands behind his back. "Show them."

Kendall held out a printed photograph. "We got a photo of the baby. Look." He held it out to them.

Carlos and Logan stared at it. They tried to make out anything that looked remotely like a human being. "It looks like a blob," Carlos said bluntly.

"Carlos!" Logan exclaimed, elbowing him in the ribs. "Don't be an ass!"

"How am I being an ass? I'm just saying what I think! Don't be such a priss!"

"Fuck off, Carlos! Just because I can actually recite the alphabet—"

"Don't fucking bring your intelligence up right now you son of a—"

"HEY, IDIOTS!"

Carlos and Logan stopped, turning to glance at James. He pointed the door, scowling at them, before taking off in that direction. That was when they saw Kendall rushing out of the building, clutching the photo to his chest wth one hand and wiping his eyes with the other.

Shit.

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