#firstsonbuchanan

Ryker had been living up the Vegas nightlife, but tonight as the week was coming to a close in a few days he found himself relaxing in his room.  The staff he had chosen was off doing whatever, it was his own freetime and Ryker sure as hell wasn't going to pester him about it, but it did make him lonely enough to grab his phone - searching through his contacts until his eyes fell on Cyrus.  He pulled up a new text message with a simple room number being sent, hoping Cyrus would get the hint and get to the damn room, Ryker bored and wanting to play with one of his closest friends.

Leaving the Haus, Cyrus more specifically, was one of the hardest decisions that Reece had made in a long time.  Cyrus had been his rock through the divorce and custody battle, but when Reece finally won full custody of Kennedy he couldn't very well stick around the Haus.  Part of him wanted to tell Cyrus to just come with him, start a family and a home with the three of them, but he knew his daughter was nowhere near ready for that.  She had just went through such an ordeal with the custody battle that Reece needed to devote all of his time to her - prove to her that she was the most important person in his life.  Cyrus understood, actually being the one to tell him to go, but it still hurt that night when they said their final goodbyes.

Sure, there were phone conversations when the two found the time, but what Cyrus didn't know was that Reece had asked Joshua to keep an eye on him.  Being the designer of the devices, technology above that of a normal beeper, Joshua agreed to his clients wish putting a bug in the security teams ear to keep an eye on Cyrus around the place.  It wasn't until Jack came to Joshua with disturbing news about how Cyrus had been behaving and being treated around the Haus as of late, and although Joshua didn't know the entire story behind it (for all he knew it could have been a kink the presidents son was trying out) he still reported back to Reece.  The two men had made a deal and who was Joshua to go back on that?

Luckily Reece had to update some of the programs the Haus had been running so it brought him back to the place he had called home for so long.  Kennedy was at his mothers house being treated like a damn queen, spoiled rotten by his entire family, but Reece absolutely loved his baby girl and figured she deserved the royal treatment.  He didn't bother telling Cyrus he was coming, much more interested in seeing the look on the others face when he's standing there out of the blue, so once inside he checked in for a quick overnight as he made his way to the fourth floor heading right towards Cyrus's room as he knocked on the door lightly.  He took a sidestep so that if Cyrus looked through the peak hole he'd see nothing, leaning over for another quick knock - uncharacteristic to any he'd done before.

Reece ended his call still reeling over the conversation that had just happened.  His lawyer had made a break in the case, contacted his ex-wife's attorneys, and after deliberating back and forth on the phone for half the day she might have won him the case.  Both parties were to meet infront of the judge the following day, his lawyer having pulled many strings to have their case brought before the judge so soon, and now Reece was left with this nervous anxiety as to how close he was for this to all be over.

He had to tell someone the great news and could think of noone better to hear it than Cyrus - Reece excitedly hurrying to the others suite and banging on the door relentlessly until it opened, at which time Reece wrapped his arms around the other and pulled him in for a deep kiss.  "She did it, she found a way through their defense, i'm going to get Kennedy back..." his voice cracked, the excitement as he held onto his lover so tightly.  Fuck, he couldn't remember ever being happier than this moment, knowing he would finally win the case, and having the man he had hoped to spend the rest of his life with in his arms.

Only that's when it hit him, having to go back tomorrow, winning the case, it'd ultimately lead to one thing - Reece leaving the Haus, and that's when the overpowering grin dropped almost immediately from his face as the weight of everything finally started to sink onto his shoulders.  Fuck.

Ryker had spent the last three weeks on vacation with his sister, she had wanted to go to Hawaii for as long as he could remember, so for her birthday he had gotten her an extended stay at one of the local resorts.  He had made it his responsiblity to make sure that she had the time of her life, and considering she was just as spirited as he had been there was little rest and relaxation.  When he dropped her off at his aunts house, where she'd been staying as his family was far better suited to take care of her than he had been, he could think of nothing else but getting back to the Haus - needing a vacation from the vacation he had just taken.  He hadn't planned on sleeping his entire first day away, but once he got into his room and laid down to relax for just a bit - well he ended up closing his eyes and waking up a while later.  He rolled around in bed for a bit before pulling himself up and stalking off to the bar.  He'd have a few drinks, get aquainted with how things had changed since he was there last, and maybe even find a man to bring back upstairs.  What he hadn't expected was to see Cyrus sitting at the bar all alone, easily sliding into the seat beside him as he ordered a drink and leaned towards his friend, "please tell me you're not wallowing in self pity tonight," he remarked, not even saying hello as he offered him a grin.

Things had been finally looking up for Reece and he couldn't be happier.  He had caught a break in the fight against his ex-wife, and although it meant more time with his daughter it also meant less time at the Haus.  He had made it work though, constantly traveling back and forth from home to the Haus, money being no issue as his occupation left him with quite the disposable income.  

When he rolled over in bed and felt the warm body beside him he couldn't help but look over, completely grinning as he saw Cyrus sound asleep beside him still.  That man alone was the reason he would travel back and forth between his world with his daughter, and the one he was starting to build with a man who had stolen his heart.  He hadn't expected it but then again when did you ever really expect something like that to happen?

He stretched, letting out a groan, turning to wrap his arm around the other males waist as he pressed a kiss against his shoulder, "good morning sleepy head."

@firstsonbuchanan

Riot smiled as he finished his second lap, wearing his brother’s muscle hoodie. It was a little big on the mechanic’s body, but it fit none the less. He had stolen it from his brother just before he moved out, his original intent was to wear it to work. Purposely wanting to get it dirty, greasy and overall impossible to wear before sending it back to Reece. But after wearing it a few times and even sleeping in it, Riot decided to keep it for himself as opposed to his previous plan. It’s not like his brother actually asked for it back or even realized it was missing, which was strange because Riot did remember Reece wearing it a time or two. 

Best part about the hoodie was that it was already worn in and though Riot had washed it many times, his brother’s scent never left the fabric. Something the younger sibling secretly liked, but of course would never admit. His thoughts were shattered when he finished his third lap and slowed down, leaning over to catch his breath. He didn’t like running in the slightest, but he figured it wouldn’t hurt to try out the track here. Sweat poured down his face, making the very ends of his hair stuck to his forehead. He leaned back up, wiping the sweat from his face before he headed back inside the main building. 

He wasn’t expecting to run into anyone when he stepped inside, but he ended up colliding with someone none the less. “Oh fuck.” He stumbled back slightly and refocused his attention on who he ran into. “Oh sorry man, I was jus-” He stopped mid sentence when he swore he saw a familiar face, was that? He narrowed his eyes, his mind willing to come up with a name. “Y-You’re Cyrus Buchanan! You ...you were the one who made the paparazzi expose my brother!” He growled, he knew it might not be Cyrus’s fault. But he was still angry at his brother and the way the older sibling had treated him. “Thanks to you my brother keeps pushing me away! Why did you let them do that to him?” He demanded, crossing his arms as he glared at the other man.