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They'd talked about it, kind of, and while Logan couldn't help but think it was sort of sweet that Jack wanted Joe's permission... Well, he was also fairly sure that letting the other man go alone wouldn't end well. It didn't matter that Jack would try and behave, or that Joe was doing all he could to accept the fact that Logan was with Jack, the two men just seemed unable to click.

Nothing Jack did seemed to win Joe over completely, and even though Logan went out of his way to try and get Joe to warm to the other man- it just didn't seem to be working.

"I'm coming," he'd said simply, not giving Jack a chance to argue as he finished getting ready. "He's gonna want to talk to me about it anyway, so I may as well be there." Which was true, but they both knew that wasn't why Logan was coming. Of course, neither of them said as much out loud as they made their way to the Hamlet, their shoulders brushing as they walked.

Standing outside Joe's door, Logan was struck with a sudden feeling of dread, but before he could suggest leaving and coming back later Jack was knocking on the door.

(tagging order: Joe, Jack, Logan)

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Joe sure as hell hadn't been sleeping and he sure as fuck hadn't been sleeping with the dog curled up against his stomach, her nose touching her tail. Still, when he wandered to the door, yawning widely, Ozzy was still on the bed in her place, her ears perked at the sound of knocking.

"What?" he asked as he opened the door, a little surprised to find Jack and Logan there. "Sorry," he added a second later, still sounding half-asleep and a little grumpy. "What's up?"

Yeah, this could only go well, Jack thought. When Logan had demanded to come along Jack had kind of resented it. He didn't need the younger man there to...to whatever. Except he kind of did. His track record with Joe wasn't exactly stellar.

"Hi, Joe," he said, smiling the best he could without being completely fake. "Can I ta- can we talk to you? It won't take long."

Logan offered Joe an apologetic look, but stayed at Jack's side.

"It's more like a question," he said, trying to prepare the other man for what was about to come. "Or, uh, two questions, actually. ...You might want to sit down though."

"Y'know whenever someone tell you that you might wanna sit down it's never good," Joe answered, but he stepped back from the door to let the other two inside and then went to sit at the edge of the bed. Ozzy remained where she was, determined to take her entire nap, but her tail wagged lightly and Joe rubbed her ears as he waited, watching Logan and Jack curiously.

"Oh, it's not that bad," he assured Joe, not entirely convinced himself. He could tell just how nervous Logan was, but he'd decided before Joe even stepped away from the door that it would probably be better to hear the initial announcement from Logan. He laid his hand against the small of the younger man's back and turned to look at him along the line of his shoulder.

"Just tell him," he said quietly.

Jack's hand was a small comfort, and Logan felt slightly bolder as he cleared his throat and wet his lips.

"Well, I just wanted to let you know that me and Jack are getting married," he said, doing his best to make it sound like a competently casual announcement. Strangely enough, despite how worried he was, he still found himself smiling a little, unable to hide the fact that the idea of marrying Jack made him happy.

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There was absolutely nothing Joe could say to that and he stared blankly at Logan, his hand falling still on Ozzy's ears. He couldn't even look at Jack, not yet, so he didn't let himself turn his gaze in that direction.

Mouth pressed into a thin line, fingers curling slightly into his dog's fur, Joe just stared at Logan questioningly.

The seconds ticked by until minutes had piled onto minutes. Finally, Jack cleared his throat.

"The first question," he said, grateful Joe wasn't looking at him, "is...well...I thought I should ask you if..."

He'd tried a dozen different ways of asking, but none of them felt quite right. Ultimately, he figured, there was no reason to dance around this.

"Joe, I'd like your blessing, or whatever it's called, since your his dad. I know you don't like me, but I love Logan. Would you, please, be okay with this?"

Logan met Joe's gaze with his own, cautiously hopeful as he waited for the other man to react to Jack's question.

"...The other question is- Well, uh, I actually can't ask it until you answer his."

Blindly, his fingers found Jack's, his fingers lacing with the other man's as he moved just the slightest bit closer to him.

There was more silence still as Joe listened to them both, his eyes flickering briefly to Jack when he spoke before he looked at Logan again. He wasn't a mind reader and he wasn't as good as Dale at reading people, but he knew Logan. If there was anyone on this island he knew as well as he knew Dale, it was Logan and he could read him.

And he could see that he was happy.

"If you make me regret being okay with it, I will make sure no one ever finds you," he said simply, looking at Jack finally. "But you make him happy and that's the only fucking thing I've ever wanted for him."

And for the first time in...ever...Jack felt like he and Joe had something truly in common. Jack might not do regret very well, but he was a master of vengeance.

"You're not going to regret it,"he said with the gravity the statement deserved. "You can bank on it."

While everyone else seemed to get quiet and serious, Logan did just the opposite. He took a moment to squeeze Jack's hand before letting go completely and rushing over to Joe.

Knocking the other man backwards slightly, Logan practically tackled him before making a victorious gesture with his arms as he bounced slightly on his knees on the bed. Ozzy was not amused, but Logan didn't notice as he dropped his arms and wrapped them around Joe's shoulders. "Thank you," he grinned, right before giving him a sloppy kiss on the cheek.

"You're such a little fucker," Joe answered, but he couldn't help but smile faintly. Seeing Logan smile like that, seeing him look that fucking happy, sometimes it was enough to nearly undo Joe completely.

"So what's the other question?" he asked, arm around Logan, an eyebrow arching at the same time. He hoped no one wanted him to officiate again. That was Dale's thing now, Joe had decided.

His lips quirked up in the corner and a moment later he was smiling, too. Jack's smiles were a language all their own, giving away what he was thinking or feeling. Watching Logan with Joe had him positively beaming, nearly every tooth flashing.

"That's all his," Jack said as he took a step back.

"Whatever, you love it," Logan grinned, tapping Joe's cheek as he moved away and sat down properly. He glanced over at Jack again, offering the other man a small smile before turning his attention back to Joe.

"Well, uh, I was kind of hoping you'd be my best man. Not that you have a choice, but it seemed polite to ask," he grinned.

"Oh, yeah? No choice in the matter?" Joe asked, his eyebrows lifting, but he didn't look too upset about that prospect. It was a hell of a lot better than Logan asking him to officiate. "I guess that's the sorta thing I can probably do."

Jack ducked his chin to hide his smile. That had been so much easier than when he asked Ianto. Joe just seemed to accept it- Threat of hiding the body not withstanding. It was nice. It was right. And he was really glad Logan had demanded to be here, too.

Logan grinned brightly, obviously pleased with the outcome. "We dunno when the wedding will happen yet," he said. "We've decided not to, you know, rush. Right?" he asked, turning to Jack in an attempt to involve him in the conversation.

"That's good," Joe answered, because as much as he loved Logan and wanted him to be happy, he still sometimes worried that he rushed into things headlong and got himself hurt. "Yeah?" he asked, looking at Jack as well.

"Yeah," Jack concurred. "Deciding to do it is one thing. Actually doing it..."

He shrugged and looked at Logan, wearing the softest, most smitten grin.

"There's no rush. I'm not going anywhere." He took a deep breath and gestured vaguely toward the door and to what lay beyond it. "Actually, Ianto suggested we at least wait until New Year's so we don't destroy the liquor supply of the island with a party. We can just take advantage of what this place seems to magic up. Six months is a decent minimum, don'tcha think?"

"Six months?" Logan echoed, knowing that even though it felt like a long time to wait right now, it wasn't really. "Yeah, I guess six months is a good amount of time," he agreed. "Plus it means we might have pizza at the reception or whatever it's called. I'm all for that."

"Waiting six months means you get pizza?" Joe asked, not following that at all. "I mean, shit, pizza is a pretty good meal to have at a fucking reception, but... why does waiting six months mean you get that?"

Jack gave Joe a quizzical look before he realized that he'd never really seen the man at the bash. He'd just figured they'd never been in the same room at the same time.

"The party in the compound. On New Year's Eve," he replied. "All the foods you miss, booze you can drink, and, um...everything. I'm not above taking advantage of mystery generosity and calling it all ours." Jack grinned at Logan with a devilish glint in his eyes. "Pizza sounds good. I'll tell the wedding fairy."

"What's more fun then a wedding to ring in the new year, right? We can get hitched, get wasted, eat pizza, and then spend the first week of the new year screwing in some secluded location," Logan smirked.

"Okay, I'm about to withdraw my fucking blessing if you keep talking about that shit," Joe warned, arching an eyebrow at Logan. "I don't wanna hear it."

He wasn't about the take his blessing back, not really, but he didn't want to hear that sort of thing either.