Partner(s): Rosemary Rhoads
Parents: Deanna Rhoads & Samuel Rhoads.
Kids: None
Siblings: None
Age: 36 (2022)
Birthday: 1st of July.
Height: 183cm (6ft)
Body type: Slim but toned
Eye color: Dark brown/warm medium brown.
About:
Calm, Elegant, Charming, Active, Considerate, Helpful, Focused, Challenging, Adaptable, Respectful, Creative, Friendly, Hardworking, Supportive, Resourceful, Organized, Reliable, Practical and Dedicated.
~ Music producer for Dalton’s band, among others.
~ Deep soothing voice.
~ Sexuality: Straight.
~ Married
~ British.
~ Very friendly.
~ Has been a part of the music industry for many years, and knows his way around.
~ Very much in love with his wife.
~ Great cook.
~ Smells like: Sandalwood and spices.
~ Does Yoga and meditation.
~ Likes a simple home-life since his work-life can be rather hectic and chaotic.
~ Down to earth.
~ Likes to keep his customers happy, but will tell you the truth.
~ Loyal.
~ Cares a lot about the people he work with, and often becomes close with them.
~ Sees Dalton as a sort of family member.
~ Great at giving advices, but it’s not always people listen to him. Specially Dalton.
~ Has a good ear for music.
~ The music he listens to at home, is often different than the music he surrounds himself with at work.
~ Ultra soft lips.
~ Is the type of person who’s always rooting for everyone.
~ Specially people trying to turn their life around for the better.
~ Doesn’t take long showers, believes in saving water.
~ Very trusted in his work and looked up to in the music industry.
~ Tries to always stay optimistic.
~ Great listener.
~ Good at observing/reading his surroundings.
~ Wants everyone to succeed.
~ Sees everyone as equal.
~ Believes strongly in second and third chances.
~ Doesn’t like rain.
~ Very trustworthy.
~ Good at keeping secrets.
~ Romantic.
~ Loves: His wife, music, work, helping, cooking, nature, romance, discovering new talents, laughing, seeing people reach their goals and dreams, candlelight, wine, hotdogs, sunrise, supporting people, traveling, giving advices, roasted meat, sailing, apples, reading news paper, going to concerts, honey mustard, air dried ham and London.
~ His style is: Casual, but a bit on the formal side.
~ Is probably one of the most supportive people you will ever come by.
Eddie’s tag
Eddie’s house/home
Eddie’s moodboard
Handwriting/ask answer pic:
One song to describe him: Stevie Wonder - You Are The Sunshine Of My Life
Personal Playlist:
1. Jimi Hendrix - Voodoo Child
2. Gorillaz - Don't Get Lost in Heaven
3. Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell - You're All I Need To Get By
4. Aretha Franklin - Ain't No Way
5. Ella Fitzgerald - Misty
6. James Brown - I Got The Feelin'
7. Cat Stevens - Moon Shadow
8. Little Simz - Woman feat. Cleo Sol
9. Shirley Bassey - Kiss Me, Honey Honey, Kiss me
10. Nao - Make It Out Alive (Official Video) ft. SiR
11. Prince & The Revolution - Raspberry Beret
12. Elton John - I Guess That's Why They Call It The Blues
13. JP Cooper - Holy Water (Gospel Choir Version)
14. Bishop Briggs - Dream
15. Jorja Smith X Preditah - On My Mind
16. Sade - The Sweetest Taboo
17. Ella Mai - She Don't Ft. TyDolla$ign
18. Ray Charles - I got a woman
19. Nina Simone - Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood
20. Quincy Jones - Comin' Home Baby
21. Curtis Mayfield - Superfly
22. Duke Ellington - Satin Doll
23. Chuck Berry - You Can't Catch Me
24. John Coltrane - Blue train
25. Louis Armstrong - Basin Street Blues
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Chapter 44 - Entering Kris.
Episode 1.
*Time skip* Aka I jumbled some chapters in a slight wrong order at a point around here, and I have neither time nor patience to try to sort it out.
So everything that is within chapter 44, which is several versions of said number, might be a bit mixed timeline. Sorry.
It shouldn't be too confusing.
I hope.
It was around 9 in the morning as suddenly the door in the studio slammed shut
Malou: She woke by the sound, and was just about to smile at the still sleeping Dalton, laying tight against her on the couch, As she realized she was in fact on the couch, the studio couch, and someone had just slammed the door!!!
She sat up with a gasp, instantly noticing Eddie, Dalton's producer, walking towards them, his eyes stuck in a mix of amusement, surprise and questioning.
She quickly grabbed her skirt, roughly pulling it down, making sure everything was in place, before she hurried up from the couch, trying her best to neither ignore Eddie, nor have eye contact with him, as she rushed past him, to escape out the door, feeling her whole face glow bright red
Eddie: Good morning, Malou, he said in a firm, yet teasing voice
Malou: Good morning she rushed outside and up the stairs nearly slipping several times as she made it through the small front walk, and up the flight of stairs leading to the front door Shit shit shit!
She quickly slammed the door behind her, relieved to have escaped the more than embarrassing situation, when suddenly she heard the sound of a spoon stirring a cup, and turned her head towards the living room
Una: Good morning dear she smiled at her brightly, still stirring her cup of tea How are you two? Is Dalton still sleeping?
Do you want some tea? I hope you don't mind we made tea and coffee? You don't drink coffee right?
James just went out to get fresh bread, he should be back soon.
Malou: She burst out a very short, very awkward laugh I need to pee!
Meanwhile at the studio
Eddie: He walked fully up to the couch and poked Dalton with his foot
Dalton: Mmmh!!! He mumbled agitated and stretched his legs
Eddie: Rise and shine mate… I got you coffee he reached a take-out coffee towards Dalton, circling it lightly in front of his face, till Dalton picked up the scent Sit up
Dalton: Nnghhhh!! Whyyyyyyy?!??! Let me sleep!!!
Eddie: Hungover?
Dalton: ……. no he opened one eye, peeking questioning at Eddie …. why?
Eddie: I just assumed when I saw Malou flee from here a minute ago… he slowly sipped his own coffee
Dalton: He suddenly lifted his upper body with a gasp, looking around, then realized his bottom half was still somewhat naked, quickly rearranging everything under the blanket, then slowly sat up with a tired grunt, rubbing his eyes lightly as he yawned
Eddie: So you two?
Dalton: Mmh he licked his lips lightly, a big goofy grin starting to spread on his face, as memories from the night before started taking shape in his tired head.
He reached towards Eddie for the coffee Come on mate!
Eddie: He chuckled warmly and handed Dalton the coffee So tell me he grabbed a chair, quickly sitting down in front of Dalton, observing him curiously Was it good?
Dalton: He raised the coffee towards his mouth, nibbling cheekily on the plastic lid, unable to wipe the grin of his face
Well… you know
Eddie: He laughed warmly Judging by your face… yeah I know… or at the very least get a picture… tell me!
Dalton: He sipped his coffee, still smiling cheekily as he shook his head lightly No… I can't man.
Eddie: He frowned questioning Just give me a little… was it soft? Rough?… position? How was her body? Did you cum?
Dalton: He chuckled cheekily and shook his head again, this time looking down for a moment, looking shy, though still stuck with that cheeky grin No I can't he looked up at Eddie, something in his eyes, a certain spark
Eddie: ….. wait a minute… I mean, I know you don't ever tell the most elaborate stories about your sex life, but, I mean, I have heard stories here and there, and you're usually not a closed book…. he squinted his eyes lightly, observing Dalton closely ……. are you…..
Dalton: He chuckled cheekily as he sipped his coffee again
Eddie: … so you don't tell… cause it's private…. cause it was good…. she was good…
Dalton: His grin grew wider, trying to hide it behind the coffee
Eddie: …. it was special….. SHE is special….
Dalton: Still grinning
Eddie: …… too special to talk about to your mate….. wait….. is she… could she…. be the
Dalton: He chuckled goofily Well… it's too early to tell, isn't it?
Eddie: I don't know, is it?… if she gives you that feeling Dalton… she might just be the one.
Dalton: He chuckled again and sipped his coffee then took a deep breath Yeah well… you ran her out the room, so it's a bit hard to figure if the feeling is still there the morning after, isn't it?! he smirked cheekily and sipped the coffee then got up, placing the coffee on a free chair, as he quickly zipped and buttoned his pants
Eddie: He couldn't help but chuckle You look like you're about to do something either crazy or stupid…. I like it…
It's been a while since you let lose and-
Dalton: Did some crazy shit?
Eddie: Sure he chuckled lightly
Dalton: His grin growing wider, then he marched past Eddie and out the door, but as he ran up the stairs, he fell and slammed down on the snowy ground with a loud yelp
Eddie: He came running out the door Shit are you alright?!?
Dalton: Moaning loud from pain
Una: Dalton!!! She came rushing out the front door, trying to hurry down the stairs, but afraid to fall
James: DALTON!!! He came running through the gate, rushing towards his son nearly slipping as well
Una: James!!! CAREFUL NOW!!!
Eddie: Where does it hurt?!??!
Dalton: In too much pain to answer, barely able to breathe, one long groan after another escaping him
Malou: What's going on?! she came rushing out, and as soon as she saw Dalton on the ground, she sprinted down the stairs and rushed towards him, quickly kneeling down next to him Are you hurt?!?!? she looked at him with worried eyes, grabbing his shoulder
Dalton: No he chuckled through the pain, shaking his head lightly
Malou: Are you sure?! Where do you hurt?!
Dalton: My… FUCKING shin he managed to force out between chuckled and groans it slammed… against the top…. step!!!
Malou: Shit she couldn't help but chuckle lightly I told you those stairs are dangerous!
Will you look for a new studio now, please?
Dalton: He nodded lightly, groaning a bit more Take my hand… please… then I might.
Malou: She chuckled lightly and grabbed his hand, squeezing it lightly You're an ass!
Dalton: He chuckled lightly
James: He couldn't help but smile at the scene, then winked at Eddie How about you join us for breakfast? You look hungry…
Eddie: He chuckled lightly and stood up You sure you're fine? -cause then I'll take your dad up on the offer he smiled at Dalton
Dalton: Yeah he nodded eagerly and grunted I'll be fine… we'll be right in he nodded lightly at his still worried mom
Una: Are you sure? Do you need help to get up? Maybe we should take you to the hospital just to get it looked at to be on the
safe side?
Dalton: Mum he grunted lightly we will be in in a minute… I promise.
Una: She nodded confirming and allowed Eddie and James to help her up the stairs and back into the house
Malou: You scared me she said with a soft frown as the two of them were alone again, squeezing his hand lightly are you sure you're
alright?
Dalton: He smiled cheekily I might be more alright, if you give me a kiss…
Malou: She snorted lightly Your mom is probably watching us from the window…
Dalton: He chuckled lightly and slowly sat up next to her Without a doubt his grin completely melting her
Malou: She chuckled shyly as she felt herself blush, then slowly leaned in, pressing her lips against his in a loving, yet tender kiss.
Dalton: He moaned releived as he felt her soft lips against his again, his hands instantly travelling to her waist line, pulling her slightly closer
Malou: She moaned soft, then chuckled shyly, feeling eyes observing them, so she slowly pulled out of their kiss, yet resting her forehead against his, as she spoke in a warm and tender voice how about we go in and get some breakfast?… I'm not very into being on display for your parents like this
Dalton: He chuckled warmly and nodded soft right… help me up, please….
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Chapter 39 - Something incredibly deep and warm.
Episode 1.
Eddie: You came in late for work today... and Malou said you didn't sleep at home last night, where were you?
*He looked questioning at Dalton, as they settled down for a late evening beer at the studio, after a hard days work*
Dalton: *He sighed soft and sipped his beer, a light chuckle escaping him*
I uh.. was at Adrian's.
Eddie: ........ *waiting for more information*
Dalton: *He shook his head lightly*
Eddie: *Still waiting*
Dalton: Yeah... I guess I had a panic attack last night, and just had to escape it all for a while, so I ended up running to his place, I didn't think it through, it just happened, I even forgot my jacket *he chuckled soft and forced a light smile, to try to downplay it all*
I was pretty cold when I got there, and rather soaked, so he borrowed me some clothes and we slept together on his couch after some Netflix binging.
*He shrugged lightly and sipped his beer*
Eddie: ...... why Adrian?
Not judging you, I'm just trying to work out why you didn't go to Malou, or call me?... did something happen between you and Malou?
Dalton: No... well yes... but nothing negative.
*He sighed deep* I don't know?
I think it all comes down to the fact that I think we're becoming closer...
and as lovely as it feels, and as much as I do like her, and I could easily see us together, in theory, I just don't know if I'm actually ready yet?
I'm so lonely *he sighed deep, his body language changing, looking defeated*
I crave closeness... literally body warmth.... but not just that... I need emotional connection... something deep and meaningful.
Honestly, I could get body contact easy enough, I suppose, if that was all I needed *he sighed soft*
I don't even know what I'm saying half the time when I try to talk about all of this?
I feel so lost.
I don't know how to describe how disconnected and empty I feel, yet I feel as if I'm so full of tears, so full of broken pieces craving to be held and healed.
I miss a kind touch... soft lips... a gentle heart... feeling safe... and she gives me that
Eddie: Malou?
Dalton: Yeah *he nodded softly*
Tyson: So you kissed? *He smiled hopefully*
Dalton: I kissed her yeah... but I'm not sure if she wanted me to, or if she was just too polite to push me away?
We have these moments where we're so close, and it feels like the whole wold stops around us, and only her and I matter.
It feels like it could be something absolutely magic, if I only dared to reach out and grab for it.
But I don't... I guess I only gently poke it.
I'm too scared to...
Eddie: Get hurt again.
Dalton: *He sighed deep and took a sip of his beer* It's complicated.
I've just come out of years of complicated... I need something... easier
Eddie: ... I think that's mainly your fear speaking.
She seems very down to earth and easy to me.
You seem to be pretty much on the same wave length, she's definitely your type, and she's quite gorgeous if you ask me.
And most importantly, she really seems to be wholeheartedly into you and invested in you.
I see a lot of devotion in her... she cares... a lot.
I think the only one preventing the two of you from coming together is you and the bad excuses your fear is feeding you.
Where is she tonight anyway?
Dalton: Out with friends.
And I really don't want to be alone *he sighed deep and shakily, his eyes tearing up* I can't stand being alone any longer.
Eddie: *He sighed soft and observed his friend.
It was clear to see he was falling apart.
And he felt for him, wishing he could do something to take away the sadness.* I know *he spoke in a warm caring, and concerned voice,
reaching out, squeezing Dalton's shoulder lightly*
May I ask you who this Adrian is?
Dalton: *He explained quickly*
Eddie: Ah!... I guess he's the one that has been parked outside the past hour then?
Dalton: *He frowned questioning as he looked up at Eddie* What?
Eddie: *He chuckled lightly* Big black muscle car... scruffy looking guy....
I thought he was waiting for Malou, but you say she's out?
Dalton: *He chuckled surprised and placed his beer on a small table, then walked to peek out one of the windows, right away spotting Adrian, feeling a slight rush of excitement* Yeah, that's him!
Eddie: *He lifted a curious observatory eyebrow, but said nothing*
Dalton: .... *he chuckled soft as he turned back around, looking surprised at Eddie*
Eddie: Bring a jacket this time!
Dalton: *He chuckled relieved and quickly walked to grab his jacket* got it!
Adrian: *Sitting in his car, smoking a cig, starring out the foggy front window, listening to music, trying to gather courage enough to go inside, but not really too certain why he was there to begin with?
He couldn't very well knock on Dalton's door, telling him he simply missed him and wanted to check if he was okay.*
Dalton: *He walked up to the car door, gently tabbing his finger against the window*
Adrian: *He turned his head slowly, sorta startled as he saw Dalton's soft smile outside*
Dalton: *He chuckled lightly and opened the car door, equally uncertain as to what to do or say, or why Adrian was even there, but it made him smile*
You uh... want to grab a beer?
Adrian: *He nodded both confirming and relieved, quickly grabbing his car door to close it again* Get in!
Dalton: *As he hurried around the car he noticed most of the snow had melted while he was cooped up in the studio.
He smiled hopeful as he got in on the front seat and closed the door behind him* Is there a chance we can just buy some beers and park on the beach?
I really feel like sitting by the sea.
Adrian: *He nodded lightly and started the car, gassing it a bit* Sure!
*A few hours later, they were still lost in conversation, parked as close to the water as Adrian could possibly get the car*
Dalton: *He burst out in a loud laughter* That's pretty cool though.
so how come I never heard you neither sing, nor play guitar?
Adrian: *He shrugged lightly and sipped his beer* It's not really something I do.
Just once in a while when I'm by myself listening to music, I like to jam along... or relaxing in my garden at summer.
I'm not like you or Andy... I'm not for the spotlight at all.
Dalton: *He smiled soft* It doesn't have to be neither of those extremes, there can be something in the middle
Adrian: No, I know that... I guess, I'm just not really keen on singing in front of others at all.
Dalton: But you CAN sing though, Andy told me.
Adrian: *He shrugged lightly* Yeah well... I'm more the one to sit quietly drinking a beer on the hood of my car, gently pulling the strings while I stare at the sea for hours....
Dalton: *He nodded softly* Me too..... I mean, I'm both, I guess.
*He observed Adrian for a moment* You're pretty easy to talk to and be around actually.... it comes very natural *he smiled warmly*
Adrian: *He smiled softly*
Dalton: *He quickly sipped the rest of his beer* Am I allowed to climb up on your roof?
Adrian: *He chuckled surprised* Yeah... sure...
Dalton: *He pointed out the front window and lit a cig* The sky is very clear, and I suddenly feel like laying on your roof, looking at the stars... just for a little while.
Adrian: *He nodded lightly* Go for it!
Dalton: Sweet! *He quickly got out the door, grinning excited as he climbed up on Adrian's hood and up on his roof*
Adrian: *He shook his head, feeling those damn butterflies again, then suddenly his mind drifted to something laying in the trunk of his car, from last time he was parked on this exact spot.
He quickly got out of the car, walked around it and opened the trunk, quickly grabbing his guitar.
He closed the trunk again and sat down on it, slowly starting to play... his back leaned against the back window, watching the surroundings...
and it wasn't long, till he with his back against Dalton, found the courage to start singing as well: https://youtu.be/6Vs6tExC-Go?t=21
Dalton: *He kept looking at the stars, drifting into Adrian's voice and words. The way he would connect his fingers against the guitar strings, the emotion, anger.
But mostly, his rough yet vulnerable and beautiful voice.
And a strong desire to ask him to please consider recording a song with him, was suddenly stuck in Dalton's head.
But he was certain the answer would be no, so no need to push it yet.
Adrian had opened a part of him, that Dalton had understood not many people would get to visit.
There were no reason to push those boundaries.
Perhaps in the future, but not this very first vulnerable time.
Instead he enjoyed the song, and the privilege, till Adrian stopped playing, then slowly let himself slip down the window, landing next to Adrian with a soft smile* Thank you. I truly appreciate that.
*He said in a lowered warm voice*
Adrian: *He nodded softly* You're welcome.
Dalton: *He nodded at the guitar* May I?
Adrian: Sure *he quickly handed Dalton the guitar, and for the next hour, he got lost in watching and listening to Dalton, completely mesmerized by the depth of this person sitting next to him.
The pure magic.*
Dalton: *As he put the guitar down and lit a cig, he sighed deep and leaned back against the window, gazing up at the stars*
I can't seem to figure if I'm ready to date again, or if I got burned so bad, that I'm forever scared to let someone new in?
*He spoke a bit distant*
Adrian: *Trying to process what was just said, and why?*
Dalton: I think she really fucked me up *he snorted lightly* I really want to be in a secure relationship again, I just want to feel safe and loved again.... you know... feeling that I matter to someone.
*He took a deep drag of the cig* I can't even remember when I was last truly kissed... I mean, I've kissed Malou a couple times, or we have kissed....
I'm just so frustrated!
I don't know if she wants me to kiss her... sometimes it feels as if she does, other times it feels as if it's all me, or maybe she's just as scared as I am?
I don't know anymore... all I know is I just long so badly to be kissed!
To just feel someone so close that they can't get any closer!
Intimacy! *he sighed deep* I'm so fucking desperate for intimacy with someone who cares about me. Truly.
Adrian: .......
Dalton: *He sighed softly* Look, I know I'm not very handsome, I'm just sorta average, and I'm okay with that, I know I have a lot to offer, and people always seemed to find me attractive anyway.... but now I'm even doubting that.. if I'm still attractive at all or if I gave her my best years and she just threw them on the ground?
Adrian: ........
Dalton: *He sighed again* I just need to get drunk, go to a bar and just throw myself at the first offer I get *he chuckled lightly*
The sad shit is, I know 100% I don't want that, it's just gonna make me feel even more miserable than I already am.
*He sat up straight again* Is there anymore beer?
Adrian: .......no, I only grabbed a six-pack.
Dalton: *He sighed heavily*
Adrian: *Gently scratching his hair* I got plenty at home... also stronger stuff....
Dalton: ...... weed?
Adrian: *He snorted lightly* Sure
Dalton: *Biting his bottom lip, trying to hold back a cheeky grin*
Adrian: *He snorted lightly and shook his head* Let's go then...