(COMPLETE) Love Isn't Conditional

Play-Date

TW - There's a mention of homophobic parents 4th paragraph from the bottom beginning with "no".

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Unfortunately Logan had a lot of work to do so stayed late, meaning it reached 6:30pm when Logan and Virgil could make time for a play date. It was close to the boys' bedtime but Patton had not stopped asking about Roman's ex – so the play date definitely couldn't be cancelled. Logan offered to babysit, Roman seemed obviously quite shaken up and stressed but Roman said he could manage taking Patton to bed.

"Vergie has a second mattress under his bed that I can bring out, you can relax at home and take a breath." Logan said to Roman, fiddling his house keys and watching Patton and Virgil talk to each other excitedly as Virgil told his friend about all his toys. Logan spoilt his son with too many toys to count.

"Your wife wouldn't mind would she?" Logan heard Roman's voice beside him whisper, making Logan raise an eyebrow.

"Oh, I'm not that kind of person."

Roman seemed shocked but tried to hide it by watching the kids looking through the windows. Logan gave him a soft smile, opening the door and watching the three year olds run through straight to Virgil's dolls. "Well, your husband – or fiancé – or boyfriend – would they mind?"

Logan laughed softly. "I'm not that kind of person either."

"Non-binary partner?"

"It's just me and Virgil here." Logan said harshly, maybe a little too harshly as Roman quietly nodded. The two fathers walked into the kitchen as Logan cooked dinner. "Sorry, ah, I just get lots of questions about it. I adopted Virgil on my own and I hate when people assume one person isn't enough."

"Of course..." Roman finally said after a few minutes, keeping his eyes on his son through the archway separating the living room and kitchen. It was a hard day today. Roman took Patton to a toddler play group to get him out the house (Remus was causing chaos) and made a craft for Daddy Janus when the pair returned from their 'holiday'. He knew he should tell his kid the truth but he just couldn't – it would hurt his son and Roman rarely confronted the reality himself. There were several times Roman was sitting alone at night, watching a Disney movie and reminding himself of snarky comments his ex-fiancé would make at certain scenes. He'd then stare at his phone screen, sometimes at his text history, his eyes highlighting the name 'Janus'. He wasn't sure if Janus had blocked his number or deleted his contact or just didn't care anymore, but Janus hadn't even texted or called since their midnight argument just before Roman left.

Roman was in the nightmare realm of reality until he felt a hand on his shoulder. "I know things are difficult. Would you rather stay the night?" He heard Logan say softly, and slowly he finally smiled and nodded. Logan smiled softly in response and turned back to what he was cooking. "Spaghetti with tomato sauce good enough for you?"

Roman couldn't help but smile wide. The smell of tomato began invading through the room and it smelt delicious, immediately identifying Logan as the best cook he'd ever seen. "Pat and I love pasta – it's our second favourite food."

"What's your first then?" Logan said with a small smile, throwing in herbs that Roman didn't know existed and had posh Italian names like 'oregano' and 'thyme'.

"Well, Pat's is probably cookies. Mine's Crofters jam."

Logan paused as if Roman had said something heavily blasphemous. He blinked twice, keeping his eyes on Roman and abandoning the meal he was cooking for a minute. He then opened a cabinet close to the window and grabbed something. Roman didn't realise what he grabbed until he saw the label.