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Expressions of Love	By : sissouthernink1994 Category: Reality TV > The A-List: New York Views: 1144 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction based on a reality tv show. I don't own The A-List: New York. No profit gained. Full disclaimer below.

Chapter List
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Full Disclaimer: I don't know the following people that I've written about: Rodiney Santiago, Reichen Lemkuhl, Ryan Nickulas, Desmond Smith, Mike Ruiz, TJ Kelly III, Derek Saathoff, Austin Armacost, Jake Leeds nor Adam Lambert. The song title that helped inspire this is "Expressions of Love" by Raul Midon.
A/N: Translation in parenthesis.
Chapter 1: Rodiney and Reichen
Prompt: Fan Fic 100 #84- Out Cold (Alternate title- Roll)
Inspiration: Arlo ‘n’ Janis comic strip published on 11/16/2000 illustrated by Jimmy Johnson.
Summary: Sometimes it is in the comfort of sleep that we are protected the most.
                Rodiney was the first one home. All three of his photo shoots had ended earlier than expected. No one likes to shoot three different campaigns in one day, but it was avoidable. Since they did end early, he had the chance to stop by his agent’s office and pick up three new jobs for the rest of the month. He also got the chance to do a little shopping, first to pick up a couple of dress shirts and some slacks that he had been eyeing. Then picking up items for dinner and flowers, just because. Before all of that, his morning started with a rigorous boot camp workout with Reichen.
Rodiney hung up his coat, unloaded the food items, laid his new clothes across the bed and reentered the kitchen to prepare dinner. The cat ran in and out of the kitchen every time the can opener whirred. Rodiney got the hint and fed the cat. About three hours later Reichen came home, mentally exhausted from his meetings and interviews. Rodiney was sitting at the computer in their makeshift office space. He was talking with his parents via Skype in Brazil. Reichen leaned over to give Rodiney a kiss and heard the following words:
“Olá filho, bem vindo a casa (Hello son, welcome home.)” The familiar voice was Rodiney’s mother.
“Oi, mamãe. Como você está? (Hi, mama. How are you?)” He replied in Portuguese.
“Estamos muito bem querida. Como você está? (We are fine sweetheart. How are you?)”
“Uh… Estou cansado e com fome. (I’m tired and hungry.)” They laughed.
“Seu Português está a melhorar. Bom trabalho! (Your Portuguese is improving. Good job!)”
“Dinner is ready if you want to eat now.”Rodiney said.
“Good. I’m going to eat, I’m starving.”
“Bom apetite (Enjoy your meal) Reichen.” Replied Rodiney’s father.
“Obrigado. Adeus papai. (Thank you. Bye-bye papa).” Reichen made his way to the bedroom to change clothes. Rodiney continued talking with his parents for a few more minutes then ended the call.
                They joined up in the kitchen. Rodiney hugged his boyfriend as he exhaled deeply releasing the troubles of the day.
“Everything is ok?”
“Yes, it is now. Today’s bad vibes are gone and I’m here with you.” Rodiney reached up to kiss Reichen and heard his stomach growl as they kissed. They laughed.
“Come on. You need to eat.”Rodiney handed Reichen a bowl to fill with soup as he got the salad from the fridge. They sat at the dining room table with a pitcher of Rodiney’s favorite new discovery: sweet tea.
“So how were your shoots this morning?”
“They were good. Fast. They ended early.”
“All of them?” Rodiney nodded. “That’s unusual.”
“I know, but I’m glad. I went shopping.”
“I saw. I like that blue shirt. I think it will look great on you.”
“Yes, it’s why I buy it.” They both smiled. “So, how was your day?”
“Meetings. You know how those go.” He replied as he wiped salad dressing from his mouth. “Everything was good until Austin popped up out of no where. I swear he must have a built in GPS.”
“What? When this happen?”He asked, taking a sip of his tea.
“I was leaving the jewelry meeting and heading to my first magazine interview and he was outside the building.”
“He’s like a stalker. It’s ridiculous.”
“I know. And it wasn’t even like he wanted anything important. Apparently he had sent me several texts and I didn’t answer.”
“You were in a meeting.”
“Exactly. All he really wanted to know was if we could hang out. And when I mentioned spending time with you, he flipped. I mean literally flipped. He was all ‘when are you gonna hang out with your friends’ and ‘why does he have to be included’ and I was like are you serious? Rodiney is my boyfriend. We’ve both been busy and out of town lately and we just want to spend some time alone. If Jake were here, you’d feel the same way. And he was like ‘well, he’s not here is he’. I just had to walk off. It was a dumb conversation, getting dumber by the second.”
“He’s so…I don’t even know what to call him anymore. Maybe he should go where Jake is.” Rodiney said.
“Well, they messed that up with the immigration lawyer. I’m sick of it, you know? I know he doesn’t like you but I can’t change my life or who I love just to please him. We have our problems, like any other couple, but we have to work them out on our own. His instigating is not helping. It’s ruining what’s left of our friendship.”
“He’s friends with everyone else. And I know you want to be with your friends, but I can’t be around him. It’s not good.”
“And I don’t want you to be. We’ll just have to find a way to ignore him and let him mature.” Reichen said.
“However long that takes.”

                The rest of the evening was spent with the two of them answering Twitter questions and watching a movie. Long before the movie ended, Rodiney’s head found its way to Reichen’s shoulder and his eyes closed. Reichen kissed his forehead. After a while, the news was going off and he tried to wake him up.
“Namorada (sweetheart)” he whispered as he shrugged his shoulder to wake Rodiney. “Wake up.” Rodiney fluttered his eyes and barely looked at Reichen. “Come on baby. It’s getting late; time for bed.” Rodiney sat up and stretched. He looked at Reichen with a sleepy expression and stumbled as he tried to get up. Reichen laughed a little as Rodiney headed to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Reichen set about closing up the apartment for the night.
                A very sleepy Rodiney Santiago made it to the bathroom. After using the toilet and washing his hands, he began to brush his teeth. Reichen joined him, but before he could, a cell phone was ringing.
“Is that mine or yours?” Rodiney asked. Reichen listened at the ringtone.
“I think it’s mine.” He said as he laid his toothbrush back on the bathroom counter. “Ugh…it’s late. Who’s calling this time of night?” He left the bathroom to answer his phone.
Rodiney stumbled to the bedroom taking off his clothes, leaving on his t-shirt and pulling on his comfortable pajama pants. His phone was already plugged up. He knelt on his side of the bed to say his nighttime prayers, in Portuguese. In his words, were prayers for his family, Reichen and his family, a better understanding of friendship and for Austin to get a life and to leave theirs alone. A friend once told him that when he started praying and dreaming in English he was on his way to being a true American. He wasn’t there yet. He made the sign of the cross and stood up to stretch. After pulling back the covers, he crawled into bed and was asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.
                A few minutes later Reichen came into the room. He was excited to tell Rodiney that his morning meetings had been cancelled and that they could sleep in. But he was already asleep. Reichen changed his clothes then knelt beside the bed to pray. As he crawled in, he leaned over and kissed his lover, whispering good night to him.
12:03 a.m. - The Spoon
He snuggled next to Rodiney, which was how they usually slept, and slid his left arm across Rodiney’s waist. And as if on cue, Rodiney seemed to lean back into Reichen’s chest, feeling the comfort and protection.
2:17 a.m. –Royal Hug
Rodiney turned to his left, leaving him sleeping on his back, face up. Reichen’s arm held its position, with his chin now on Rodiney’s shoulder. Rodiney’s right hand came to rest on his chest. Somehow, his fingers found Reichen’s and they linked.
3:30 a.m. - Loose Tether
Reichen turned to his left, which moved him to sleeping on his back. For just a few moments, both men were sleeping face up. Then Reichen continued to turn left, ending up on his side. His hands slid under his pillow. Rodiney’s head turned to his left and his body soon followed. His nose landed in the middle of Reichen’s back.
4:48 a.m. – Royal Hug Variation
Nature called for Reichen and he left the bedroom for the bathroom. Upon his return, he slipped back into the bed, lying on his back. He soon found the head and hand of his handsome Brazilian on the right side of his chest.
“You ok?”Rodiney murmured.
“Yeah, just had to pee.” Reichen replied as he placed his right hand on Rodiney’s back. And they drifted off.
6:30 a.m. – Honeymoon Hug
The alarm clock on Reichen’s nightstand began to beep. A groggy Reichen reached over to turn it off. The compromise of sleeping next to the person you love is the alarm clock that’s supposed to just wake them up, wakes you up as well. Rodiney woke up and was preparing to be left alone in the bed when he noticed that Reichen wasn’t getting up. He gently shook him.
“Reichen, are you getting up?” Reichen turned his head towards his lover and yawned.
“Not this morning.” He turned to his right (faced Rodiney), put his arms around his waist and pulled him close. “My manager called last night and said that my morning meetings had been cancelled. So I get to sleep in with you.”
“Mmm, it’s good.” Rodiney replied as he yawned. Reichen nodded.
“Mmm, very good.” They kissed, snuggled closer together and went back to sleep.
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Nothing’s as sweet,
As rolling with you.

A/N: I collected this Arlo ‘n’ Janis cartoon in 2000 because I thought it was cute. Who knew I was going to share it with someone else? Anyway, below are the websites I used as references for the sleeping positions.
www (dot) jurgita (dot) com/articles-id-1580 (dot) html
www (dot) associatedcontent (dot) com/article/61687/what_your_sleeping_positions_tell_you (dot) html
www (dot) sheetudeep (dot) com/funny10 (dot) html
I used Google Translate for the Portuguese.
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