#ryan.ctalk

[dxrkenedheights]

where: firestation

with: ryan cross and beau sullivan @secrettyrant

★・・・・・・★

There were some scenes that were never easy to face, like a collision between car, bike and sixteen wheeler and the real nasty shit used to bond the friends together in the experience but Ryan barely uttered a word for the whole ride over nor back again. It wasn't until they were returned to the station that Ryan threw a water bottle at Beau's hands, giving a quick nod. "Surprised you ain't said something about my bikes, huh?" he smirked faintly because that's how it used to go. Good old Beau keeping an eye out for him whenever they responded to jobs where bikers were flung like rag dolls. He'd probably be prepared to listen these days because of Faith, but not if Beau was the one it came from. It wouldn't be advice from a friend but a snarling comment against his ears.

#ryan.ctalk #c: ryan cross w. beau sullivan 002

[dxrkenedheights]

where: ryan and tammie's home

with: ryan cross and tammie jones @blackheartatl

★・・・・・・★

The light shift of weight beside him pulled Ryan from his already shallow sleep, eyes still stuck closed as his arm raised in a natural response to the movement and to give Tammie her spot against his chest before it dropped around her. Ryan's eyes were forced open to check the time on the alarm clock, Faith now in a strong enough routine to only make a peep on the dot of six thirty. "We still doing that thing today?" he mumbled, voice thick with sleep as he tucked his head against the top of Tammie's and his fingers circled against her arm. Snapshots like these and they could almost fool the world and themselves that they were a normal little family, and Ryan wished to believe it more than anything. He'd let himself believe during the brief moments between their eyes opening before their daughter's. "Think he's got work, I asked yesterday." Ryan then said, referring to Mason who was still scrunched on a couch that his long ass legs stretched over like it was nothing. Ryan drew a long but soft inhale against Tammie's hair while a smirk formed to the scent, his hand skimming lower to squeeze her waist gently. "You got that honey shampoo thing again. Smells good."

#ryan.ctalk #c: ryan cross w. tammie jones 004 #Sucks to be Beau Ig

[dxrkenedheights]

with: tammie jones and ryan cross where: fightnight @blackheartatl

★・・・・・・★

He knew as he made a walk towards her that Tammie was on a war path that would try and circumnavigate him. He also knew exactly why she was pissed off but that didn't mean he would get any closer to addressing it. Ryan never saw his own actions as catalysts and his apologies were only ever rare and quick, usually right at the brink of almost losing her completely. Deflect. If he could get Tammie to apologize first, he was just fine. Problem forgotten about. Deflect. The whole movement was deflection wrapped up in affection, his hand lifting up to her face in a bid to stop her walking around him. "Hey, slow down. I just want you to talk to me." Deflect. Even the smile on his face was deflection before he bowed his head to take a kiss from her. As his hands cupped Tammie's face gently, he grinned to her and used his thumbs to force the corner of her lips upwards. "You miss her when you're not there, huh? Is that it?" He knew it wasn't.

#ryan.ctalk #c: ryan cross w. tammie jones 002 #june 21st: fight night #You think you can run!? #I'll just get worse LMAO

[dxrkenedheights]

where: center hill block party

with: wolf cross and ryan cross @secrettyrant

★・・・・・・★

Ryan didn't need to ask where Wolf was, it was possible to hear the eldest Cross as he laughed with the toddlers like he was one of them. For a brief moment, Ryan lingered with a laugh of his own as he watched Nash, Rowen, Caleb and Jax all climbing the Old Wolf or being playfully wrestled by him in fits of hysterical giggles. Before he could make his presence noticed by his brother, it was Nash's keen eyes that spotted Ryan and quickly darted towards him with a squeal. It'd be fucking heartless to ignore a kid, even though Ryan knew exactly what was happening as he picked his nephew into his arms quickly. "Hey little dude but it's me! Not your dad. We been over this your whole life, I'm the funny one." he laughed, pointing around to wherever Hunter was dwelling like some dark cloud. "Your one's around, we'll go find him in a second." he explained, looking over to Wolf and nodding. "You er...gotta help me find these kids' damn parents and we gotta talk."

#ryan.ctalk #c: ryan cross w. wolf cross 001 #4th of july: block party #You know I had to HAHAHA

[dxrkenedheights]

where: fight night, abandoned barn

with: hunter cross and ryan cross @manybcdthings

★・・・・・・★

"You almost had'im, I guess." Ryan grinned at his brother, beer waiting to be passed over once Hunter had a moment to weep in the loss. It wasn't even a loss, it was a draw but...a loss, because it wasn't a win. Couldn't be Ryan. "Maybe next time, huh? Or maybe let Asher have a turn in that ring. Think our age is catching up to us, gotta know when to say when." he said lightly before he laughed. He sipped his own beer, squinting one eye as he peered at some of the bruising that was appearing over Hunter's face. He laughed again, a little mean as he shook his head. "Let me guess, you'll rock up to Lia's trailer in the morning like sup honey, look what your big strong man got up to."

#ryan.ctalk #c: ryan cross w. hunter cross 001 #june 21st: fight night #This is so stupid Jessy

[dxrkenedheights]

where: ryan, tammie and mason's house

with: ryan cross and mason archer @ofwrxth

★・・・・・・★

"You know much shit about bikes, Mase?" Ryan asked as he trailed through the house to the front door, nodding his head to get his son to follow. "Got a real nice one that fucked up on me before Faith was born and, obviously me and Tammie ain't had time to look since." Until now and the thought immediately entered Ryan's brain, like a stroke of genius. Some bonding with Mason, and once the issues were solved Ryan would be more than happy to toss him the keys to keep. He wandered quickly to the tarp, uncovering the bikes and putting his hand against the handles of the black Yamaha. "Blue ones my baby right now," he nodded to the one next to it, a newer model but there was a fond smile as he was looking to the other. "But Iuno, this one seems faster to me. Less drag." he shrugged, gesturing for Mase to get on and bring the bike out along the small drive. "You know how to start it?" Ryan offered out the key in a quick throw.

#ryan.ctalk #c: ryan cross w. mason archer 002 #I'm saying this is like before the room