Dream Like New York

You can take the Brit out of the country, but you can never take the tea out the Brit #aftersex #holidaylovin

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Who: Rhys Meyer and Miles Morrison
What: ...?
Where: En-route to Woodstock, NY
When: Later in the day to this

Rhys was pretty sure he was too nice a guy sometimes. This being one of the times, when he was somehow sitting in the passenger's seat of Kyan's car driving up to Woodstock on the spur of the moment. He wanted to buy another car to replace this one with, and it had to not only be a good deal, but a decent reliable motor. Kyan made frequent trips with Autumn up to see her mother in Massachusetts, and he had racked up a lot of miles on this one. Apparently he found a good deal in Woodstock, but he needed someone to go up with him to drive this car back if he decided to make the purchase. Trey had been going to do it, but he had to go into work for some overtime with some important case or another.

Rhys didn't actually have anything to do until he met with Miles later. He agreed to do the favour for Kyan, because was one of the kindest guys in the whole world and it would be repaid someday, but Rhys warned him that he wasn't good company that day. He had been trying to get himself out of the funk, and shake off the hurt he had been feeling, but it was proving to be more difficult than he hoped. Kyan was sweet. He didn't try to engage Rhys in any chatting. They just hiked up the music and hit the road. It wasn't a short drive. Closer to two hours each way, but it was better than sitting around home and dwelling on his feelings. Miles asked him for tonight, he agreed. Tomorrow, he still had plans to fly to LA to visit his parents. He needed a breather to get his head together.

It was afternoon when they arrived, and they pulled into a driveway that was long and winding, up into a wooded area. This last part of the drive, Rhys had fallen asleep with his head resting against the window and now that he woke, he had a stiff neck and tried to stretch it out a little. "This the place?" he asked, rubbing his eyes and checking his watch for the time.

"Looks like it. It's what the GPS says. Want to come check the car out with me?" Kyan asked as he parked in the drive and switched it off. "Cosy place. I'd love to own a house like this one day. So secluded and peaceful, far, far away from the city."

Rhys nodded and got out of the car with Kyan, stretching again. "The city's claustrophobic sometimes. No doubt about that." He followed Kyan up the walk to the beautiful little cabin. He couldn't really see any cars parks around, so it must be off tucked away in a garage in some other corner of the property. Mostly, Rhys just wanted to get this over with so he could head home again, whether it was with Kyan or alone if he bought the car. Kyan knocked on the door, and they waited for an answer. Rhys stuffed his hands into his pockets. It was fucking freezing up here.

That was when the door opened, and Rhys got the absolute fucking shock of his life, pretty sure he wasn't far off crapping himself, when he saw it was Miles who answered the door. "Wh--" he squeaked, trying to form a word or two, something that resembled a sentence. Instead, he just stood there and gaped.

Buying matching cheesy Christmas sweaters together: Boyfriend goals reached.

Popped my elevator sex cherry last night. Playing Johnny Castle with your boyfriend in the front row definitely has its perks...

When this much sexy goes from your BFF to your lover? Winning @ life #curls #demfreckles #gingerlove

Yes. Yes, they do.

Who: Rhys Meyer and Miles Morrison
What: #relationshipgoals
Where: New York City
When: After THIS

There were people in this world who would have issues with their partner's ex calling them in a cry for help when they were about to try to take their own lives. There were people who would get the shits if their partner wanted to help their ex when the attempt failed and they were in a bad way. There were people who could get this shits if their partner wanted to help their ex's family in the painful time. Why should they be having anything to do with their ex's issues? Rhys wasn't one of those people. At all. In fact, he completely respected the fact that Miles would never be able to just switch off the care he had for Liam and his family. Miles had even gone a step further and comforted Damien when he was in a lot of pain inside himself.

Rhys got home before Miles that night. Miles had sent him a text to tell him that he was staying back a bit because Scott was with Liam, and not coping well. Miles still loved Liam's family too. There was no reason why everything should just be cut off because they had broken up. Miles felt now that the break-up was inevitable and he had gotten peace in it. However, that didn't mean Liam was okay with it just because he had been the one to call it quits. Liam was ill, and that had taken a horrible turn.

To busy himself, he did some laundry and cooked a quick spaghetti bolognese to last them a couple of days. Miles might be hungry when he got home, but it wasn't likely. When Miles got home, he was taking his jacket off to hang up. Rhys came through from the kitchen to see if he was okay, but as soon as Miles saw him, he burst into tears. Rhys went over to him and wrapped him up in a hug. "Come sit down, love. It's okay. I'm here," he promised, leading Miles through to the kitchen so he could sit after his long shift. It would have been a hundred times worse trying to work it with Liam on the ward and trying to keep his emotions together.

It is not even 8am, and today I have already:

- Fallen out of bed
- Run out of coffee
- Kicked my toe
- Tripped on air
- Slammed my hand in the fridge door
- Not realised there was no toilet paper left on the roll
- Had my shower go cold in the middle
- Cut myself shaving
- And nearly caught myself in my zipper

Okay, world, I GET IT. I should just go back to bed.

Suddenly, my sleep-in day is so much more fun.

HERE @ muserevival

Ten things you currently love

1. My new relationship
2. Test driving friends turning lovers
3. Summer! Sunshine and warmth
4. Watching seriously ill kids still see fun in things
5. My two jobs
6. My family and friends
7. Romance and intimacy
8. Being a big kid and getting paid for it
9. Shedding the life blinkers and seeing things in a different light
10. Sex Cuddling

I don't know if you're interested or anything, but I remember you saying you might look for more work somewhere other than the theatre. Our Kristoff from Frozen just finished his nursing degree, so he's left and we have an opening at the Rainbow Room for a couple of days a week. Anyway, if you're interested, let me know and I can set up a meeting for you.

Are you okay?

Just bought myself flowers. Can't decide if I feel empowered or pathetic.