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Flynn and Rhys had to be apart for work

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They keep stealing each other’s shirt

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“We could just get a cab?” He suggested. “I mean it would save money rather than having to get a place for the car at the airport” He then bent over and pulled a black bag from the trunk and placed it down by Flynn. “Is it ok to park  on the driveway or should I park outside?” He asked and then decided the driveway would be safer and jumped in the car and headed onto the driveway with the car purring. He jumped out and grabbed his black leather jacket and slid it over his grey t-shirt and smiled. “Right, I’m ready when you are.”

“No, its fine. Since I fly often enough, I have points and discounts so it probably ends up being about the same as calling a cab there.” Flynn answered with a smile. “Yeah, you can park in the driveway. Safer there.” He said, thinking about all the accidents that happened when people parked on the streets. Flynn loaded their stuff into the trunk, trying not to think about what it must be like to sit in the car with that rumbling engine and cool leather seats, hot man by his side. And then he climbed out and slid on a black leather jacket. Well that’s just not playing fair. “Alright, let’s head on over.” He said, climbing into the driver’s seat and waiting for the other man to get settled before he hit the road. “We should get something for dinner before we get to the airport. Everything there is always so expensive.” He commented, stopping at the street light. “There’s a cord there so you can plug your phone in and play music.”

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Rhys closed the door with a smile and walked to his bed and flopped down onto it.  He laid there with a smile before dozing off.  It was 6 am when he woke and was just about to get ready for work when he checked his meetings and they had been canceled.  Humming with relief he climbed into bed and went back to sleep. 

 The next day Rhys kept himself busy before turning up at Flynn’s in a  checked shirt and jeans.  The night went well. It was weird sitting with a guy he barely knew and watching a movie but he was at ease with it.  The rest of the week he texts Flynn and made sure he didn’t look too desperate but not distant. He then knocked on his door and smiled. “Ready to go?” He asked. “Do you mind if I leave my car in your driveway. It looks like someone is home that way and I have my work car on my drive.” He said and looked over at his Impala. 

Flynn was a mess. He had been doing his best to seem calm and cool when talking to Rhys but really, he was starting to think of the other man more than was…normal. He had to force himself not to run to the door but he stopped himself, casually opening the door. “Yeah.” He said with a little smile. “Oh yeah! I didn’t even think of that.” He replied, knowing he had offered to drive them and just park in long term parking. “Right. Leave your stuff by my car and I’ll load everything in while you pull into the driveway.” He said, as he moved, grabbing his weekend bag and camera gear, stepping out and locking up, hoping he didn’t look too excited. 

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Rhys smiled inwardly, It was cute that Flynn could worry about this like that when Flynn was so organized all the time. “Yes… I ‘ll do that now.” He said and quickly booked the seats. “Looks like we are getting upgrades as the flight is practically empty.” He smiled which faded slightly. “Yeah of course. Sorry. Thanks for my underwear.” He walked him to the door and smiled before opening it. “See you tomorrow.” He said and gave him a soft smile. “Sleep well.”

Flynn mentally ran through a few hotel chains he’d stayed at before, knowing at least they would be nice and clean- and maybe he could even get a night free. “Oh that’s awesome. I think it’ll be nice to get the upgrade. I never bother.” He said, feeling his heart twist a little when the smile fell slightly on Rhys’ face. “No, not a big deal. I just have some photos I need to get done- doesn’t pay to not get your maternity photos AFTER you have the baby.” He said with a laugh. “You’re welcome- sorry my cat stole them in the first place.” He replied, even though he wasn’t sorry. If Ansel hadn’t stolen the underwear, he wouldn’t have met Rhys. “See you tomorrow, sweet dreams.” He said, heading back out with his laundry basket and a big blush.

The rest of the next day flew by, and Flynn was a bit of a mess, trying to make his place look halfway decent. Luckily, once Rhys came over, he kind of settled. They chatted about work, Flynn showed him a bit of his photos before they took the cupcakes Flynn made for dessert and settled on the couch with Ansel between them. A blessing and a curse that cat. They exchanged numbers at the end of the night and Flynn blushed at the thought of them exchanging flirty little texts. He shook himself off and realized he was dreaming. The rest of the week passed fairly uneventful, both men exchanging pleasantries but they were busy  getting ahead of work since they’d be taking some time off. Before Flynn knew it though, it was the afternoon and Rhys was on his way over. He quirked an eyebrow when he heard a loud, rumbling car approaching before it suddenly went silent and then there was a knock at the door. He opened it and reflexively smiled. “Hi. Come in while I grab my bags and then we can head out.”

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Rhys raised a brow when the man mentioned them enjoying themselves. “Oh Sorry I just thought you would as I always carry mine everywhere.” He said with a smile. “Evening flights are always better as they are quieter.” He said and then looked at the flights on the ipad. “How about the 6.45 one?” He suggested as he pointed to the one on screen and then looked at Flynn. He was really close to Rhys. He felt a blush cover his face and knew his freckles would be showing.

Flynn didn’t think it would be weird that he thought they could enjoy themselves. Perhaps, it was an odd phrasing but no less true. “No, no. Mine stays safe and sound unless I’m leaving, otherwise I’d probably just lose it.” He replied, nodding when he commented about evening flights. “6:45 works. Get in a bit after 11, crash and then start fresh the next day.” He answered, looking to the other man, seeing a slight blush color Rhys’ cheeks, making freckles stand out. They were adorable and they made the other man look even more stunning. “Right. You book the flights, I’ll book the hotel.” He said, taking a subtle deep breath and then letting it go. “I um, should get back. Early day tomorrow and then dinner with some cheesy movies.”

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“We could get a flight…” He stopped and realized how close they were and how nice he smelt. “And I could get us a hire car.” He suggested. “It might be easier for the traveling.” He suggested. “  tell you what, I’ll pay the flights if you get us a hotel in San Jose,” He said smiling. He didn't want to look like he was trying to buying this man’s friendship but he had to admit it would be nice to share a weekend trip with someone rather then him having to go alone. “I can get the flights now if you want. I just need your passport number.” He said then wondered if he had asked too much. 

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“Sounds great.” He said cheerfully and pulling out his Ipad to look at hotels. “ He asked “Ok so where is it?” showing his lack of American geography. “ I really dont know the states very well.” He admitted and frowned at the screen which lit up his green eyes. “  Did  you want to go Thursday night or Friday morning?”  He asked as he scanned pages then huffed. “I dont know what I’m doing, Can you help me?” He asked looking up with a soft smile. 

Flynn stood for a moment, watching Rhys grab his iPad, asking where it was. He tilted his head thinking it was odd the man who had been planning the trip did know where they were going. “In California. San Jose I think.” He answered, thinking his little frown of concentration looked adorable. “Thursday night would probably be better if you’re up for it. It’ll be a long drive so if we can get a jump start it’d be better.” He said, smiling as he asked for help. He settled on the couch next to him, leaning in to look at the iPad. “So we’re here...and the Winchester House is here...ooo twenty seven hours. Maybe driving isn’t the best choice...” He said, looking up to Rhys only now realizing just how close he was to the other man.

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“You are disappointed though?  I can see why it was scrapped. Its a crazy ghost town with off the chart radiation levels. Having said that I would love to go there and see the Architecture and how the damage has affected the buildings.” He  stopped and smiled, “I can go on for hours about architecture I love it so much.” He blushed and laughed. “I sound like a loser.” He smiled at  Flynn and nodded. “Great. I can book a hotel or something if you want.” He said and then realized how it sounded. “Unless you want to.”

“Yeah, I thought it would’ve been amazing. It would’ve been spooky for sure but to see how nature just takes it all and keeps on going. No, you can go now. There are certain areas that are accessible via tours but I’m positive its on the far side of the city as opposed to the one bordering the Chernobyl.” He said, tilting his head thinking that Rhys probably would be fascinated. He smiled when he dismissed his passion, claiming he sounded like a loser. “No, you’re not a loser. You should never apologize for something that makes you happy. I find ancient architecture fascinating- like the cathedrals built before modern machines blow my mind. I can’t fathom the work that went into it and that everything is still standing.” He answered, giving him a reassuring smile. “We can trade off. You can get it going and I’ll book it coming back.”

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“Pripyat? Is that Chernobyl?” He asked looking interested. “That settles it then. Winchester Mansion will be our first stop.” He grinned. “When are you free?” He asked. “ I have a long weekend coming up this weekend if that's ok, not to worry if it isn't there is always November.” He said and then smiled. “Will your cat be ok without you there?” He asked. “Maybe I could leave a basket of underwear for her to play with.” He laughed. 

“Next to Chernobyl. They had to evacuate but it’s not radioactive. They scratched the article though so I never went.” He answered, wishing that he had been able to go, it probably would’ve been amazing to see. “Alright then. I am free. I could probably even talk to my boss and see if he’d want to use some shots- at least this way I can make some money having fun.” He said, laughing when he brought up Ansel. “She’ll go stay with my family. My sister loves Ansel.” He said, thinking of how much joy getting to play with Ansel brought her.

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“ No  problem.” He said with a friendly smile.  Had his neighbor felt the same spark he did? Rhys sat back down and the silence wasn't as awkward as he expected. “So do you have  a portfolio?” He asked, wondering if he could get the man to take pictures of his architecture. “ Ever been to any creepy places? I have I’m surrounded by history as I mainly restore historic buildings but I am classed on my passport as an architect.” He said and then smiled. “It sounds way more exciting then it actually is.” He admitted with a blush.  “I love working with historical things.” He said and smiled. “ I like the stories they tell.” he continued. “ I really want to got to sleepy hollow or the Winchester mansion. I might take a weekend road trip. You are more then welcome to join me if you like that kind of thing, maybe bring your camera.”

Flynn was flustered for a moment and hoped that he was hiding it well. Rhys didn’t seem to react, instead after a moment, he asked about a portfolio. “Oh yeah. I have a website set up that shows the work I’ve done, prints that are for sale.” He answered, tilting his head as he thought about what he had asked. “A few abandoned theatres- I almost got to see Pripyat but the thing was cancelled at the last minute. That’s pretty cool though, to work on all those old places with so much history.” He answered, imagining what it must be like to keep something so important from going to pieces. “Sleepy Hollow is probably cooler just the month of October- the closer to Halloween the better. The Winchester Mansion would be awesome. I’d love to go. You’d have to let me know so I don’t take an assignment but road trips are always better with someone else.”

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Rhys laughed and shook his head. “No whats that?” He asked as he sat and sipped his drink. “So you have a cat. Do you have any other pets?” He asked and then sat back in his chair. “ I don’t have any pets but I do want one but I work long shifts.” He sighed. “It can be so quiet  when I get home sometimes.” He admitted as he stared at his can. “Anyway.” He said changing the subject. “Tomorrow we should watch Halloween or  Scream.” He suggested and then got up and grabbed the DVD’s and handed them to him. “You take  them for tomorrow.” He said handing them over and touching his hand by accident

Flynn smiled and laughed softly. “Then we definitely need to watch that. This guy and his two pet robots take like super old cheesy movies- like man in a rubber ask- and just dub over it.” He said, thinking that tomorrow was promising to be interesting. Maybe they should even do it tonight- if he weren’t busy that was. “No just the cat but a puppy wouldn’t be horrible if they and Ansel can get along. Well, cats can be pretty self sufficient. Or a dog if you give them a doggy door so they can run around in back and do their business- or a trusted person to walk them on a long day.” He said, hand twitching, wanting to reach out to give him a reassuring touch. “Its why I got Ansel, the pain in the butt she can be- but I love her.” He answered, nodding as he moved along, nodding when he suggested Halloween or Scream. Those weren’t as old school as he was thinking but those weren’t too bad. “Yeah thanks.” He said, blushing lightly as their hands brushed and he felt a shiver run through him. The man was too attractive and it seemed he was more starved for physical affection than he thought if Rhys’ touch could have such an affect. “I uh. Thanks again for the movies.”

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“ I am already jealous.” He laughed. “Stop rubbing it in.”  He then raised a brow at the nonexistent comment. He had low self-esteem by the sounds of it.  He then shook his head. “ No, you are a guest mon Ami. It isn’t correct for you to clean.” He stood and took the plates to the dishwasher and bent over to put them in the tray before sitting back at the table.  His kitchen was his favorite room as it reminded him of home. “ I designed this kitchen to make it look French.  I hide out here when I feel homesick.” He admitted and smiled. “ Don’t worry  I won’t let the scary movies harm you.” He winked and then cleared his throat. “I like old school horrors. the one with bad acting and worse scripts.” He laughed. “Don’t judge me.”

“I’ll stop now.” Flynn said with a small, shy, grin. It was one of the only things he could brag about. He nearly sighed when the man insisted that he was a guest, and a friend, cleaning wasn’t allowed. “Alright, alright.” He said with a soft short laugh. He wasn’t surprised there was a dishwasher, smiling when he said it was his place to go when he was home sick. “Its nice that you have a place to go to feel better.” He said, thinking he was lucky the place he grew up was only an hour drive and hasn’t changed a bit since he could remember. He blushed lightly when Rhys offered to protect him from the scary movies, wink and all. “No, those are totally the best. When they’re so bad they’re good, that’s the best. Its hard to be scared of movies like that. Though that reminds me, have you ever seen Mystery Science Theatre 3000?” He asked, thinking that it might just as well be up the other man’s alley but who knew.

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“ Mexico has got to be one of the places I have always wanted to go,” Rhys said and then blushed. “Wow Costa Rica… Another place I would love to go to. I’m starting to feel a little envious of your partner.” He teased. “Ahh hell. Well being french I could easily walk through that gate.” He laughed. “ There is an old assumption that French people have no souls.” He chuckled to himself.  “ Do you like the meal?” He asked gently. “I have more if you want seconds.” He listened to Flynn and then smiled. “I will, I’m tevoing suits at the moment as I love that programme. Movie wise I was thinking something in the Halloween theme.. do you like scary movies?” 

“It promises to be nice- and I’m glad its to review a resort so I don’t have to worry about a thing.” Flynn answered, feeling the odd urge to invite him. He suppressed it though, knowing that it would be crazy to invite the total stranger to go with him. “It was gorgeous. Hard to call it work sometimes. Envious of a non-existent person huh?” He teased back, laughing pretty hard when he heard about the French and their supposed lack of souls. “I don’t think I would risk it.” He said, shaking his head at the thought. “I did. It was delicious. I am stuffed though. At the very least you have to let me do the dishes.” He answered, surprised that it would be Suits of all shows. “Oh gosh, I’m a bit of a scaredy cat. I can be a bit jumpy. How about you? Are you a classic horror movie person or something a bit more modern?”

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“Yeah, two little places you probably never heard of.”  He teased. “ So you travel a lot?” he asked and chewed on his bottom lip.  “Where is the best place you have ever been?” He asked,  “Have you been to Paris?” He asked, “I was raised just outside and then  I studied there.” He said and then looked at him. “  Where are you from? I have no idea of Seven Gates of hell. Will you show me it?” He asked. “ Did you want me to bring a movie over tomorrow?” He suggested. “ I haven’t got much on and I am quite partial to eighties movies.”

“I do for the most part. In a few weeks, I’ve got a few days in Mexico which will be nice because its right in time for it to get on the lower end of bearable cold.” Flynn said with a little grin. “Oh god...I think Costa Rica was fantastic.” He answered, shaking his head when he asked about Paris. “I keep hinting I want to go but someone else gets the assignment.” He said, fascinated with the man across from him. “About an hour from here. Far enough that I have my privacy but close enough its not a hassle to see my family.” He answered, trying not to let his smile drop as he thought of his sister. “Oh so there’s this big parcel of land with a burnt down hospital at the end because they wanted to isolate all the asylum patients. Supposedly, if you can make it through all the gates, you’ll go straight to hell. Each gate is supposed bring new and different visions and you can only see all of the gates at night. No one has ever made it past the fifth gate, according to legend. Who knows though? No one knows how big the property is and most of the time people get spooked I think before they get too far.” He answered, biting his lip. “Sure. We’ll have to be careful though, cops have a tendency to patrol so people don’t do exactly what we’re planning.” He said and then blushed when he suggested that he bring over a movie. It was starting to sound a little like a date. “Oh that would be awesome. Bring your favorite over and we’ll put that on.”

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“Well, recently I started work on the old steel bridge that is on the way into town. It needs a new coat of paint and some fixing up.  it’s a high job so I’m glad I don’t have a phobia of heights. I have worked on Big Ben and The Empire state building.” He said in between bites. “What about you? any famous photos? are you set photos? fashion or photojournalism?” He asked as he broke his bread roll. “Thank you, my mother taught me and my brother to cook.” He said and then took a sip of his drink. “Is there much to do in town or do people drive to the city?”

Flynn listened closely- or tried to anyway. The man across from him was beyond attractive with his deep green eyes, strong jaw bone and muscular body. Plus, even better, he was an incredibly intelligent man who had worked on some high profile places. “Oh just Big Ben and The Empire State Building. Just two little place.” He teased, feeling a little more relaxed around him, even if the longer he stayed in his presence the harder it was to focus it felt like. “Travel photography mostly but I’ve been trying to do more events and such. Travel is…amazing but at some point I’d like to set down roots- its why I bought the house.” He said, smiling at the image of this little scrawny kid with bright green eyes covered in flour as he learned to bake. “I think most people drive to the city- you get all the benefits of the city and none of the hassle. Of course, everyone has at some point tried Seven Gates of Hell.”

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“Anything really. I quite like fajitas.” He said as he placed the bowls on the table. “ I really wanted something autumnal today.” He grinned and handed him a coca cola. “ how long you been in town? I moved here after I split up with my boyfriend.” He said and sat down and handed him a bread roll. “I made them myself.” He said proudly. “Must be a French thing.” He chuckled. “I’m awesome with pastry.” he said with a smile then nodded.” I usually have wine on special events or when someone is around to share it with.”

“Fajitas it is.” Flynn said, knowing he could make it over to the grocery store tomorrow and have plenty of time to marinade it as well. “I love autumn and anything pumpkin so this is pretty perfect.” He said, accepting the soda with a smile, biting his lip when he heard why the man had moved here. So he was at least interested in men. “I’ve been here nearly three years.” He said, grabbing a bread roll he offered and humming. “These are delicious.” He said, surprised to hear he was French, perhaps that was the accent he thought he heard pop up. “Sounds like a good idea to me.” He answered, feeling a little better when he heard that he did at least drink wine. “Then I’ll make sure I have a bottle chilled for tomorrow night.” He said, tucking into his soup. “So have you worked on something I might know?”