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While Matthew talked with Mathias, Lukas went back down to get Runa. He couldn’t begin to truly understand what was going on. The basics he understood; Lars and Matthew had been together but must've broken up while Matthew was pregnant. That all was simple enough but the way everyone was handling it seemed strange. Lukas had known Lars too. He may have been a little anal about some things, mainly money and the cleanliness of his kitchen, but he was a nice guy and soft spoken. It looked like however that he was completely out of Tristan's life but Lukas couldn’t imagine him being any less than obsessed with his own son. The convers

“What’s going on here?” Lukas asked. “What’s this big deal about Lars?” “Does Matthew know him?” Mathias asked. Francis frowned and leaned against his closet. He’d brought them to his room because he knew it was pretty much the most privacy they could get in the fairly open concept condo. He’d brought himself a glass of wine and took a sip before directing the pair to sit down on the bed. They did so and looked up. “Your friend Lars,” Francis said. “This is Mertens, oui?” Mathias nodded. “Ja, Lars Jan Mertens. Why?” “What do you know about hi

By the time they arrived in Montreal it was getting dark out. Mathias and Lukas had to stop a couple times to change Runa but they refrained from getting food to save time. They checked into their hotel room first and set up Runa's crib but by the time they finished getting settled, it was late and they were exhausted. Lukas messaged Emil to let them know they'd arrived and then ordered in pizza for the night. The next morning, they made their way over to the condo. They'd been up early because of Runa's sleep pattern so they called ahead to check to make sure someone was awake to receive them. Francis was up and beckoned them, promising brea

“Are you packed?” Lukas asked. “Yeah, I'm waiting on you,” Mathias answered. Mathias had agreed to take time off beginning a couple days before Christmas and he and Lukas were now finally getting ready to go out to Montreal. They'd chosen to drive this time now that they had Runa. They'd never drove so much more than a half hour with her in the car so on this six hour trip, Lukas planned to sit with her in the back to keep her occupied and not so restless. “I had to pack Runa's bag,” Lukas groaned as they started to head out the door. “I didn’t see you offer to help.” “You had it. If

As soon as Emil saw Leon, he rushed over to hug him. Leon was a little startled but he couldn’t deny that he was just as happy to see him. He hugged back tight and rubbed Emil’s back. “I’m glad you could make it,” Leon said, kissing his forehead. “I hope my dad didn’t lecture you all the way here…” Emil shook his head quickly. “No, actually…we had a pretty good talk, I think.” Leon raised an eyebrow then looked to his father as Yao was bringing his bag. “Ba, what’d you tell him?” “Instead of interrogating your poor father, come help me bring in the

It wasn’t long before Christmas snuck up on them. Christmas shopping wasn’t easy; Mathias had quit his secondary job and was left with only security work money for gifts and what not, while Lukas was trying very hard not to spend too much money from his recent contract. For once, it seemed that Emil had the most financial flexibility when it came to gift shopping because of his part time job and he had more time to do it too as his exams had wrapped up early December. In fact, a week into his winter break, he chose to go out to Montreal to meet up with Leon. Mathias unfortunately could not go because he was trying to work as many

------ Mon Amour.. a/n: slightly inappropriate stuffdon't like? don't read :) ------ Request for Iggwilv (https://www.deviantart.com/iggwilv) ------  You rapped on the oak door with your knuckles, an excited smile adorning your features. Your e/c orbs were bright and cheerful, eager to see your good friends; the Nordics. You visited their cozy home often; practically whenever you found the time to squeeze a hangout in your schedule. You wore a simple baggy t-shirt and comfy sweatpants; casual attire.   "Oh! Hello _______! What timing, we've been expecting you," said a Finnish man with pale violet hues and fair blonde locks that framed his face perfectly. He stepped out