Cooper

[olithorne-blog]

Valentine’s Day, a holiday that Oliver absolutely adored and yet loathed at the same time because he hadn’t a love of his own.  He was open to the concept, very willing to seek love of his own out, and yet his head and heart had different opinions which always left him out in the cold.  He just couldn’t connect with anyone on a level any deeper than lust, but it didn’t stop him from at least dressing up to attend the event.  He opted out of going to dinner, there’d been a few on his mind he’d have invited but it’d just felt weird to even ask them, and he certainly wasn’t the type who wanted to be set up blind.  Instead he’d enjoy himself here and retire to his room when he was ready for the evening to be over - it sounded like an ultimately PERFECT plan.  His choice was to lean back against one of the walls in the ballroom watching everyone dance and enjoy themselves, giving the man who showed up beside him a smile and a nod before returning his attention out to the sea of men.  "How’s your night going so far?“  He asked, just to strike up conversation.

[christophercoopxr]

By then, he must have had a dance with at least two men here, but it just wasn’t cutting it. He wasn’t a dancer, never was the one who enjoyed to dance and the drinks weren’t helping either. Instead, he found himself grabbing a beer from the bar and heading towards the back, where many men just lingered around. In a non-creepy way of course; He watched the crowd of men enjoy themselves and couldn’t help but wonder how was it so easy for them? True, this was new to him, but it still didn’t settle with him that it was just that easy. Could happiness be attained that easily? A voice had snapped him out of his thoughts and he looked over at the man who spoke up. Chris hadn’t realized how close he had been towards the other and instantly stood up, reminding himself no more drinking after this. “Well, i’m trying to have fun, but i’m pretty sure I may have pissed someone off because all I did was step on their foot.” he added, then glanced back at the male. “How about yours?” he asked before bringing the bottle up to his lips to take a drink.

[theobraxton]

Theo absolutely LOVED when he was able to dress up and dawn a different persona (far more casual on the regular), but tonight the Ball had asked for guests at their best and he would give them that.  He sat at the bar, drink in hand as he randomly conversed with the people around him, just idle conversation to pass the time.  He grew bored with it though, the fact that what they were saying just went in circles, Theo wanted a little EXCITEMENT - knowing just how he could get it too.  "If you’ll excuse me gentlemen,“ he’d noticed someone out of the corner of his eyes and gave the man a pat on the shoulder before leaving to walk towards the man who’d caught his attention.  He no longer had a drink in his hand, having finished and kept it at the bar, "couldn’t help but notice you’re alone.  Up for a dance?”  He asked, hand extended to the other male as he threw on his best charming smile (or at least he’d hope it’d do the trick).

[christophercoopxr]

He should have just stayed in his room. He didn’t do this; Or perhaps it was the guilt of realizing that he didn’t even send his wife a Valentine’s message, let alone order flowers for her. But who was he kidding? They were over with, the only thing that was keeping him from his complete freedom were the papers. He watched men mingle on their own and the thought only hit him that his guilt was preventing him from having any fun. What he needed was a drink;

So he there he was, at the bar, ordering his whiskey. “Just keep ‘em coming.” he instructed the bartender. Upon hearing someone’s voice, Chris turned in his seat to look up at the handsome male. A grin played across his lips at the question, “Only if you don’t mind dancing with someone that has two left feet.” he added, however he did take his hand in account and decided that drinking and dancing would not be a good match. 

[christophercoopxr]

raymondrichards‌:

‘Well, I enjoy a healthy workout regimen 5 days a week; when I started out it was less, but now I don’t feel the burn unless I keep challenging myself.’ Raymond paused while he thought about how many pullups he’d done while he spoke to the guy. Whoops, he’d lost count. He wasn’t sure if he’d quite made it to 80, so he started his count at 75 to be safe. He kept the count in his head though, not wanting to embarrass himself in front of the other guy. He was only able to do five more before the guy finished speaking again.

He certainly didn’t want to ignore the guy as that would just be downright rude, but he also didn’t want to lose count again; his response was a bit delayed in parts as he spoke for two pullups and paused for one. ‘Well, I do try to do … at least a hundred … on arm day.’ One extra pullup to get him to 90. ‘When I’m finished here… I can always lend a hand … and spot you.’ Once he’d gotten to a hundred, he let himself down gently, rolling his shoulders to relax the tension.

‘So, have you decided whether you want to do cardio? Or weights?’

He had a point, anyone who knew a good work out wouldn’t gain anything if there was no pain involved. As the saying went No pain, no gain right? As the other continued doing his pull ups, Chris couldn’t help but stare-- something he should have stopped. But it was impressive, because he knew many men who couldn’t keep up. Hell, he wasn’t sure if he could keep up, which was a big blow to his own ego. 

“That’s nice, I used to be able to do as many, but I feel like old age is hitting me and I just simply suck.” Alright, so he could continue being his egotistic self or admit to the fact that he wasn’t as good as he used to be. The last thing he wanted to do was make a fool of himself while trying to impress someone here. “I’d appreciate it, yeah.” he was glad the other would be able to help him out, not that he right out needed it. 

“I think i’ll skip the cardio and go for the weights. It’s been a while.” and while cardio seemed to be a good way to let loose, he also knew he’d be getting just enough of cardio here. So why not start with weights? “So, mind if I ask whether you’re a staff member here?” 

[christophercoopxr]

arthurlycroft‌:

The world was a small place. Perhaps smaller than Arthur would like to think. Sometimes – that was a bad thing. It meant that he could cross paths in the most surprising of places with people that he would rather see dead and buried than… pretending to be all friendly and cozy. Those times were indeed the worse. The moments where he would have to pull his best fake smile because appearances were everything and everyone knew everyone. But it wasn’t all a Greek tragedy setting. There were moments where the world is a small little shitty pea came with perks and advantages.

Like this particular moment for instance.

Arthur had met the other man in the past – when his oil company moved to a small town under the rumors that there was oil underneath the ground. Somehow, the two became sexually involved. It had started with a few drinks that became a lot of drinks – and before any of them could truly grasp the full extent of what the fuck was happening – whenever they would find himself in the same city, chances of them hooking up were pretty much set in stone. Which Arthur was okay with. Christopher was a handsome man and he knew how to value privacy, something that the blond held like a treasure.

“What are the odds?” One eyebrow rose and Arthur quickly dismissed the staff member that was trying to woo him, devoting all of his attention to someone he knew quite well in the Biblical sense. “I don’t have a twin brother, mate. When God made me, he made sure that I was one of a kind. No fake, cheap, Chinese copies, I’m afraid. I’m the genuine product.”

He wasn’t sorry for interrupting the conversation between him and one of the staff members -- he could only presume. If it were under any other circumstances then he’d have apologized, but not now. Not with him; For Chris, he was different. He helped him realize something important about himself and while he wasn’t completely open about it, the other never pushed him away or forced him into anything outside his comfort zone.

A smile played across his lips in response. Honestly though what are the odds of these two running into each other here of all places. The man was still as handsome as ever and he hated how much he had an affect over him. He remembered when he had first walked into his bar, his eyes had literally caught his attention. He remembered thinking no one could compare. Hell, he almost cursed himself for sounding like a wannabe Shakespeare.

“You know, i’m glad God didn’t make another you. Imagine how awkward it would trying to explain what i’m doing, approaching you in such a manner.” he added in a playful manner. “It’s good to see you, Arthur. I admit, i’ve missed you.” 

And it wasn’t a lie either, but their timing had to come to a slow stop. Small town with nosy eyes and ears. He couldn’t risk it, which made him wonder if he had done the right thing. “Busy tonight or would you like to go someplace more quiet?” 

[christophercoopxr]

@arthurlycroft​

He didn’t do this -- search for others, that is. No, he usually waited or he was the one approached. Not here, not at Haus though because everything seemed to work differently for him. He was holding on to his drink in hand, much too nervous to actually make a move. In fact, Christopher found himself avoiding direct contact with anyone that was interested and he didn’t understand why. Isn’t this what he wanted? Or was it just an experimental thing? Perhaps it was the guilt; Subconsciously he he’d use his thumb to rub over his ring finger only to remember that he had taken it off. It was the guilt; 

That’s when his eyes landed on an all too familiar face. He wasn’t sure if this was fate’s way of laughing at him, or if the man just had a twin brother. But, all nerves had left upon seeing his familiar face. Instead, Christopher chugged down his glass of scotch and walked over to Arthur. 

“Well i’ll be damned.” he greeted as he pushed through the crowd to get to him at the bar. “--Tell me, are you following me or do you have a twin brother by chance?” he was joking; If anything, he was glad to see his face. If anything, he had missed him. Maybe that was the other situation, he had grown accustomed to him to even start with someone else. 

Chris just wasn’t sure if it was a good thing, or a bad thing just yet. 

[christophercoopxr]

He was new to this, so did he approach someone? Or would they approach him? Either way his eyes were fixated at the man at the end of the bar. Ushering the bartender over, he ordered the male a drink. “On my tab, do let him know for me.” 

Well, he might as well give this a try right? As the bartender fixed the other a drink, Christopher raised his glass when the bartender pointed back at him as his way of explaining the mysterious drink. Now he’d just wait; If the other was interested, he would approach him, and if not, then he was just going to have to accept that embarrassing rejection.

[raymondrichards]

Raymond was glad there was gym at the Haus. At least his early morning work-out routine wouldn’t be flushed down the toilet while he was here. After warming up a bit by stretching his muscles, he made his way to the treadmill, taking his shirt off and hanging it on the handrails so it wouldn’t get sweaty. He started out with a light jog; after it had progressed to a thirty-minute run, Raymond went over to the pull-up bars and started his count. He was at 73 when he noticed another guy near the doorway. ‘Oh, gosh, I’m sorry - I’m almost finished here if you wanted to use these.’

[christophercoopxr]

This place was great, and to top it off, it was private so no one would be in his business about anything. And they had a gym; Something Chris needed especially when he was surrounded by such beautiful faces. So why was he so afraid to reach out to one and invite them back to his room? Why the fear? Well because this was new to him; He was much lost in his thoughts as he arrived at the gym, only to see a man with sweat dripping down his bare back doing his set of pull ups. His mind was racing to such dirty thoughts in that moment that he had to prevent himself from staring. 

Too late 

As the other caught site of him, Chris instantly shook his head as a way of waving it off. “No, i’m sorry for just standing around. Still trying to see which would be good for me. Cardio or weights.” 

Nice save, or at least he’d like to think so.

“Also, there’s no way you can do all seventy-three pull ups. You’re kidding me, right?” 

Alright, so he was amused, very amused.

[samxdean]

Honey, there ain’t no other man like me.

[christophercoopxr]

Did I just see JENSEN ACKLES sitting at the bar? Nevermind, it was just 38-year-old, CHRISTOPHER MOORE. I heard the CLIENT is quite ADVENTUROUS but also NEEDY. He seems to enjoy ORAL, but don’t try SCAT with this one. They’ve come a long way way from TEXAS, but being at the Haus of Perses sure as hell beats BEING A BAR OWNER.

More about Chris beloowwww

Okay, so let me just say, I was literally going to take Jensen’s actual career of owning his own brewery but I figured that’d be too much, so he’s just a bar owner instead. Also, he’s a miserable SOB. So watch out for that. Infidelity ahead. Trigger warning just in case. but it will be towards the end so if you’re uncomfortable with that, i’ll bold it so you know when to stop.

-Christopher Moore here has come from a very broken family. His parents were never perfect and they tried to keep up this pretense of being perfect. His father was abusive, his mom was a pushover who worked day and night to make sure Chris was safe and sound.

-When he turned 17, his mother finally decided to leave. She packed her bags and took Christopher with him and he didn’t look back once. So he has daddy issues because his dad wasn’t around much.

-Fast forward to school and college. Average student, but he tried hard. Worked hard to make meets end and managed to finish school with a business degree. In his mid-twenties he set out his own business plan to start his own bar. He figured people liked to drink, and eat, so why the hell not? Turns out, it was pretty popular in a small town in Alice, Texas. 

-Ended up marrying his college sweetheart because she was always there for him. He thought he loved her, but turns out things went downhill six months after they got married. 

-Not only was he sexually inactive with her, but she had made it clear that she did not want kids. It broke him, because he wanted to start a family. He didn’t want to be his father, and he wanted to prove that. Rather than giving up on her, he hung on;

Cheating starts here.

-Eventually one night at the bar with a stranger led him to a new realization. That he was gay, but it would tear things apart so he kept that to himself. He never told his wife and began having an affair with the man he met at his bar. Small town means everyone knew everyone’s business which is why he had to stop his doing. 

Which is what brings him to Haus. No one knows him, no one would judge him, and what his wife doesn’t know, won’t hurt her or the family business. He’s just here to have a good time.

[dadstielkline]