"I'm walking on sunshine!"

[intothegroove]

Who: Kyan Wilson and Reecy Chester plus a tribe of their favourite people in the world
What: Partners in Crime
Where: Picnic at the park
When: Saturday

Reecy had her camera out and was attaching one of the lenses to it when Kyan came up to to cuddle her from behind, arms easily looping around her slender waist. He nuzzled her cheek and sought out her lips to give her a kiss. “You picked a gorgeous day for a party, sweetie,” he told her, grinning. The weather was on their side. Even if there was a Fall chill in the air, it was still clear and pleasant. Fuck, did he love how she just fit in his arms. The height difference turned him on and so did her fashion sense. There wasn’t a single item of clothing she wore that he didn’t think she was absolutely gorgeous in. She had a trendy style, and now since she had come on board as Baby in Dirty Dancing, she had an enthusiastic fanbase who were emulating her fashion choices from her hair and makeup, right down to her shoes. He was proud of her. She took to this fame thing like a duck to water, way more than he ever did. Hell, he was still trying to figure it all out.

It was Walker’s birthday and Reecy had planned a family picnic a good few weeks ago now. Family was important. You had to champion time for them whenever you could, no matter how busy work got. ‘Family’ looked so much different these days too. For Kyan, he and Trey had been it for awhile. When he came to New York, he had been grieving deeply and the only way he felt he could keep his head above water was moving to be near Trey. Scoring the Footloose understudy job had been sheer dumb luck, born of desperately needing cash to pay the ridiculous New York rent. He hadn’t even wanted to get work in the entertainment industry, but the audition call was out and had dancing skills. It was the beginning of the biggest wrong period of his life. Ultimately, it was where he met Reecy and he couldn’t have known back then they would one day be here, in a relationship, in love, at the precipice of potentially taking some huge steps towards commitment. It was both scary and exciting, in a confusing mix he was unfamiliar with and blindly feeling his way through. He was trusting his gut instinct a lot, just like his mom had guided him since he was a young boy. He encouraged them both, told them they could be anything they wanted, but if it didn’t feel right, it usually wasn’t. That’s how he knew things with Autumn were just over. Everything changed with them, and it stopped feeling right. It stopped making him happy. All he wanted was a stab at happy, after all the pain he had gone through saying goodbye to his mom forever. There wasn’t a day that went by that he didn’t wish she could be here sharing th is family stuff with them. It still hurt. He wasn’t sure it would ever stop.

( And so, with the family now a unique construction of however they wanted and needed it to be, the family picnic was extended from Reecy, Kyan, Walker, Sawyer, Fin, and Shannon to include Trey, Brendan, Zeke, and Jett... )

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[ TEXT MESSAGE ] To Reecy @ headingforsomething

[likefatherlikeson]

Soooooooooo... are you guys okay after Sash's thingo? OMG YOU'RE GOING TO BE A MRS!

[ FACEBOOK ] with Kyan Wilson

[headingforsomething]

#heputaringonit

"Seems like old times, having you to talk with."

[agentcampbell]

Who: James Campbell and Kat Stewart
What: More heart-to-hearts
Where: James' place, NYC
When: After this

With a groan, Kat extracted herself from the tangle of James’ sheet and sat up on the side of his bed, burying her face in his hands. “Fuck, Jim! We weren’t supposed to do this again. I came here to talk. How the fuck are we supposed to sort anything out if we keep living in the past. All these years, I thought you might’ve stopped thinking with your di--”

“Hold that thought,” James cut her off, scrambling up out of the bed and making a desperate naked dash to his en-suite bathroom. Even if they ended up in another tryst not long after Kat arrived at his apartment, that hadn’t been his intention. Mostly, he had spent all afternoon stewing on it, overthinking it, trying to work out how he felt about it. He had assumed the headache he went home with had been a result of that. He went to the grocery store to pick up a few things for dinner, but nothing had seemed appealing to him so he got a few essentials and decided to get takeout delivered if they were hungry. Maybe sex was just easier for him in essence. It hadn’t been a factor in recent years because he had been married and they had two small kids that sucked up time and focus. It had almost been like his old ways had evaporated, but maybe they just went dormant instead. Or maybe it was just easier to fall back into the old go-to routine with Kat rather than facing the demons of their past head-on. As soon as she arrived, they were tearing each other’s clothes off and stumbled through to his bedroom in a tangled embrace.

( But he hadn’t lasted long. At all. It had been shamefully quick, if he was honest with himself... )

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