matthewbradshaw:

“What is it?” Matt asked, leaning forwards in his chair as Ryker laughed. “I must have something wrong man, I swear. You know me, I don’t turn down sex.”

“Yeah man I’m sorry.” Matt shook his head, realising it was a little stupid of him to be complaining with what Ryker was going through with Garrett and Zoe. “I guess both our lives are just getting a little different lately then, huh?”

“I think the person you want isn’t here so you don’t want anyone,” Ryker said with a shrug. He knew it was his sister and he’d had to get used to the idea. As long as they made each other happy, Ryker didn’t have a problem with it.

“It’s fine dude, better you talking than me,” Ryker said, looking down at the table for a moment before reaching over and taking the bottle from Matt. He took a long sip then handed it back.

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“In that I will keep saying that.” Matt smirked, not taking his eyes of the girls in front of him, but Ryker’s finger-tapping brought him back to the present. 

“I dunno man.” He muttered, looking back over at the girls, where the brunette was slowly sucking on her straw whilst staring intently at him. “I would but I just don’t think my head’s in it tonight.”

“I think something’s wrong with me.” Matt said definitively, leaning back in his chair and pouring himself a double.

Ryker laughed shaking his head. It was amazing how clueless his poor friend was sometimes. He guessed though when something was staring you right in the face was when you couldn’t see it. He also guessed that Gwen would tell him the same thing about his own situation.

“Dude you’ve got it bad,” he said shaking his head again.

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Matt laughed and shook his head when Ryker took the glass, which he assumed what Ryker all over - straight to the goddamned point. He left the bar after paying for the bottle and followed Ryker back to their table, slowing down as he passed the girls he’d pointed out earlier and giving them a quick wink and smile, noting which one (or two) he’d like to sleep with if Ryker left early.

“Fuck you.” He said as he sat down, “I only asked because I thought you were gonna be the chick about it. You know full well I’ll drink that shit straight outta the bottle.” He waited for Ryker to finish taking the drink and reached over to grab the bottle.

Ryker laughed, shaking his head. “Yeah keep telling yourself that,” Ryker said, tapping his fingers absently on the table. He saw Matt checking out those women and smirked to himself not thinking the poor guy was ready for anything besides casual sex.

“So you gonna score big tonight?”

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After Ryker acknowledged the women looking at them, Matt beamed at his brother and tapped him on the back, almost proudly, though he had a feeling Ryker was humouring him. He was definitely hung up on Zoe and Matt felt like he should at least try and help him.

“Consider it done sir.” Matt smiled, saluting for added effect. He turned back to the bar and bought a bottle, taking two glasses with him. “We drinking it straight, or shall we get something to put in it?”

Ryker rolled his eyes smirking. He grabbed one of the glasses and headed back to the table. He took his seat, taking off his light jacket and turning to face Matt.

“If you want to be a chick about it, go for it. Me,” he said reaching over and grabbing the bottle, “I’m gonna drink it straight.”

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Ryker shook his head, smirking getting to his feet. He followed Matt to the bar standing a little behind him with his hands in his pockets. He glanced around at all the scantily clad women. He knew he should try and get some, but his heart wasn’t in it.

“Might as well just get the whole bottle man, you know how you get.”

Matt glanced back at Ryker, who was looking around. “You sure you don’t want a quick fuck tonight? It might clear your head a little. What about those girls there, they’re fucking gorgeous man.”  

“Hey, alright I can handle my liquor, it’s not my fault stuff happens around me when I’m drunk that makes me act stupid.” Matt laughed. “You’re right though, I’ll just get a bottle of vodka. That’ll do us, right?”

Ryker glanced over at the women who were clearly checking both of them out. He gave them a nod and a smile, but that was it. They weren’t Zoe, it was that simple. The only woman he wanted was her.

“I’m good man, just get that bottle so we can get shitfaced,” Ryker said arching an eyebrow at Matt.

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theakamaikane:

Matt took in a breath as he looked across the table at Ryker, almost staring. “I fucking hope it’s that simple.” He said simply. When Ryker shrugged, Matt felt a little pang of guilt. Here he was going on about his relationship issues, with his best friend’s fucking sister when his that very same best friend was going through probably the worst break up he’d been through. 

“Sure thing kiddo, see if you can drink your old man under the table.” He winked, standing up and turning towards the bar.

Ryker shook his head, smirking getting to his feet. He followed Matt to the bar standing a little behind him with his hands in his pockets. He glanced around at all the scantily clad women. He knew he should try and get some, but his heart wasn’t in it.

“Might as well just get the whole bottle man, you know how you get.”

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Matt grinned, “Hey you know what else I can do? Go back to the 1880s when that phrase was last used!” He laughed, reaching out and patting Ryker on the shoulder. He couldn’t help it. 

“I guess you’re right though. We already know we really like each other and I just want to be with her, y’know?” He took another sip of beer, shaking his bottle as he realised it was almost empty. “I forget you’ve never seen this side of me before, the side who does do relationships.”

He finished the bottle and slammed it down on the table. “Right. Time for something a little heavier than beer.” He rubbed his hands and pulled out his wallet. “Jager?”

Ryker rolled his eyes, shaking his head yet smirking.

“See there you go. It should be that easy, it usually fucking is with Keona. Has been ever since she turned thirteen and my friends noticed her,” Ryker said with a shrug. He paused for a moment wishing his own love life was taht simple.

Ryker laughed, nodding. “Sure man, whatever. Just don’t puke on me later when your old ass body can’t take it.”

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theakamaikane:

Ryker nodded. He didn’t want that for Gwen either.

“Would she be that? I didn’t think you were that serious with Sabrina,” Ryker said picking up his bottle again and taking a sip.

“Exactly man.” Matt nodded, looking around him at the people. “She wouldn’t be a rebound, not from Sabrina anywhere, not much to rebound from if you get me. If anything she was a rebound from Julia!”

“I just…” He looked across at his friend. “I know she’s your sister and it’s awkward but I just really like her.”

Ryker sipped his beer watching Matt as he talked. He hadn’t heard Matt say more than a few words about chicks since Jules. And he had to try and forget that it was Gwen he was talking about.

“Dude it’s fine. I’m your friend and I’m not gonna sit here and deny that my sister’s amazing. And I’m not gonna sit here and tell you not to go for it because despite this image you give off, you’re a good guy and I think somewhere deep down you want what Fraze and Lucy have. And if that’s with my sister, then fuck I already like you so there’s half the battle,” Ryker said with a smirk. He shrugged his shoulders taking another sip and looking out at the pool.

“And from a bro stand point. You want her? Then get her. When we get back home ask her out or you know do that whole wooing shit,” Ryker said with a chuckle imagining Matt wooing anything other than pussy.

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Matt narrowed his eyes as he thought it through. He agreed with Ryker though, from everything Gwen and him had said he knew she liked him and he really fucking liked her.

“I guess,” He nodded again, “She just said she doesn’t want to be that rebound girl y’know?”

Ryker nodded. He didn’t want that for Gwen either.

“Would she be that? I didn’t think you were that serious with Sabrina,” Ryker said picking up his bottle again and taking a sip.

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Matt sipped his beer awkwardly. Even with Ryker pretending he wasn’t Gwen’s brother it was gonna be weird to talk about her. They were bros and he was kind of seeing his sister, or whatever it was they were doing.

“Dude, I -” Matt started, shrugging his shoulders, he looked across the crowd of people and slapped away at a small fly that was bothering him. “I don’t even know, if I’m honest.”

Ryker nodded, taking another sip of his beer. He tried to turn the brother switch off and try to be his bro. He set the beer back down on the table glancing out at the pool.

“She’s not that complicated man,” Ryker said with a chuckle, shaking his head. He leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his hair.

“She wears her heart on her sleeve and she seems to like you,” Ryker said, though it pained him to say so.