#isaiah-dyson

[travisulrich]

[txt]: Can you come over? I need to talk to you.

[Text] Sure gorgeous. I’ll be over in ten.

[travisulrich]

Text | Isaiah

Travis: Hey there handsome, just wanted to say thanks for letting me crash and vent out my crazy Dexter life on you.

[travisulrich]

Finding Smooth Criminals With Van Halen | Isaiah ✘ Travis

There was a lost count of how many drinks he truly had. He knew he had seven at one point or six. All he could think or say was in the form of text to Isaiah. Only to be suggested that he come over, and them talk in the morning about it. .But he wanted to talk more now. Travis almost wanted to instead go to Archibald's room, pound on the door and call him the punk that he was. With all the hate he had for himself, along with being in an elevator that made him remember of the time him and Arch were in here, made him sick to his stomach. Fucking a criminal. Not even knowing it either, every possible solution he had in mind, was making Travis think of a criminal himself. Only in sweats and a wife beater, he knocked on the door of Isaiah's room. Surprisingly getting there in a fair time frame and seeing the other as he opened the door. Quickly leaning against the frame to keep his balance. "I'm here. No booze. But in the morning I want that orange juice mix. Just saying" Mumbling his words as if he was to tired to talk but wanting to be company to Isaiah. 

[travisulrich]

Texts || Isaiah

Travis: Hey there sexy .

Travis: I don't know if you're sleeping or not, but I wanted to text you at least caus' you help me. It's weird but you cool me down when I feel at high temperature. Sorry if I sound like a Van Halen song. haha

Travis: But you would make a sexy teacher.

[travisulrich]

Fall From A Shooting Star | Roadtrip | Isaiah✘Travis

After a few calls and packing himself a bag that will last him the next day or two, Travis was happy to be doing this. His work was fine taking him two days off, and they were caught up with everything at the moment. It was all about the catch anyways and as much as Travis was a cop, he didn't do all the catches. More of the scenes. Now, the subject in hand, a boy, a male that was really cute and sexy at the same time. One that knew what he wanted, a model. Travis smirked at his own wicked thoughts. As much as he wanted a date with the other in the first place, this was the greater opportunity. He hated to see anyone upset or stuck in the middle from what it seemed for Isaiah. Travis was one to help and be someone that another can count on. Thinking at the spur of the moment, he thought a road trip would be best. Time away from everyone. 

Sure he was in the middle of learning names and personalities, along with a scavenger hunt or something along the lines, Travis didn't care. The care and wanting to help Isaiah came first and going to Niagara Falls seemed like a nice idea. With his bag over his shoulder, wallet in back pocket, keys and cell in hand, Travis moved to knock on Isaiah's door to get him before they got to his car and made it on the road. It took a good seven hours and he was up for it. When the door opened, he reached an arm tugging the other close to him. "Hey there partner in crime. Ready?" Travis questioned with a few kisses just peppered on his cheek. Seeing a form of affection towards the model. He couldn't help it though.