The pilot eyes the key, his gaze trailing to his boyfriend as he swipes them and presses a kiss to his forehead.
βYou are terrible. Is your boss gonna want his keys back?β
He murmured softly, quietly ordering the pizza and some desserts for them and paying before heβs taking a+
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is scrambling to change his clothes and curls up against Ryan's shoulder. He pauses, smirking before he reaches over to the bedside table and pulls out a key.
"Could take Buff's cart to the gate."
leaning against the desk with his lips pursed.
βIf I order pizza, you think theyβd let the driver come to the front door here or you think Iβm gonna have to go all the way to the main gate?β
βTinker bell it is.β
Ryan suddenly throws Sasha over his shoulder without a word, carrying him through the halls to their shared room and depositing him on the bed.
βSet the movie up, Iβm gonna go wrangle some snacks.β
He murmured to him, before heβs grabbing his phone and +
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wanted to see his mother, but he knew it was only a few weeks until she'd come visit anyway β not that he'd told Ryan.
"No... Jus'β I dunno... Let's watch a shitty movie? Pretend I don't have to report at midnight.."
βYou can. Iβll talk to buff, and even if he says no, Iβll take the fall if shit goes south.β
He moved close, taking his hands and brushing his thumbs over his knuckles as he raises his hands to his lips.
βPlease let me try, baby..I hate seeing you like this..β
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βI got a nice little plane. If we fly down closer and refuel, weβd make it to Sydney with fuel to spare. From there, we travel to see your mum.β
He shrugs slightly, brows furrowing nervously.
βIf you want to, of course.β