Reyna Mason loves airports. She loves everything about them, from the smell to the people rushing around her to the expensive food. But she also loves that almost every time that she's in one, it ends with her being reunited with someone she loves, whether it be her family or cast mates or Cody Christian. Which is why she bough a ticket so that she could get through security, so she could really be in the midst of the rush around her, could be in the airport and love it. Even though she wasn't exactly dressed for paparazzi to capture pictures of her and she was exhausted, mentally and physically. But knowing that any minute, Cody would be coming through those doors and he'd finally be here, where she needs him the most, is enough to brave the public seeing her in the midst of all of her crazy family stuff going on currently.

"Reyna," someone says softly, close to her, drawing her our of her thoughts.

Her gaze snaps from staring out the giant window into the Australian expanse visible to the man standing in front of her. A smile covers her face, then she throw her arms around him and pulls him close to her, easily kissing him in front of everyone. He drops his bag and grabs her waist with one hand, tangling his fingers in her hair [even though it's up, it's still possible and possibly one of the hottest things Reyna has ever experienced]. Something then catches her attention, pressed up against her as she kisses her boyfriend, and she giggles into his lips. He breaks the kiss, looking down at her with a quirked eyebrow, untangling his fingers so that her can cup her jaw.

"What?" he asks here, confused about what she's finding amusing.

"Dude, you're literally already hard. How even?" she whispers back, smile lighting up her face.

"Your hair is in a bun," he tells her, as if that's supposed to explain everything, but it really just leaves her a little confused.

"What does that matter?"

He smirks, "You always pull your hair back when you're sucking my dick."

"Oh," she says, not particularly embarrassed by his words, but amused. Then a smirk covers his face, similar to his. "Wait, so I have you conditioned? Like that tumblr post?"

"Yes."

The smirk grows, "Does it turn you on when you see me putting my hair up in a bun?"

"Yes," he repeats, glancing around them at all the people who could possibly overhear them.

"Damn, how did I not know that?" she asks, grinning up at him and pressing a kiss to his jaw.

"I don't know," he laughs, smiling down at her lovingly. "Now, can we stop talking about this in an airport?"

"Well, I guess," she laughs, untangling herself from him and looking up at him. "Are you hungry? Do we have to go to baggage to get your stuff? How tired are you?"

"How did you just... You went from talking about our sex life to mothering me," he laughs, shaking his head. "I have one bag to grab from baggage claim. I'm not super hungry, I had some food on the flight. And I could probably sleep, but we have a bit of a drive ahead of us, if I remember correctly?"

"They moved," I tell him, lacing our fingers together and beginning to lead him to baggage claim. "Like a year ago, they bought a bigger house since they have so many kids, and it's closer to the airport than the other house. And that's just the charm of me, you should be used to it by now."

He grins, "I hope I get to spend the rest of my life getting used to your charm."

And for a second, I let the weight of his words hit me and I pause right in the middle of the airport, looking up at him with wide eyes. He stops too, looking down at me, an extremely loving look upon his face. Without saying anything else, I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him again, much deeper and more passionate than the one we already shared. He kisses back fiercely, gripping my hips in his hands and pulling me close to him. When I finally break the kiss, we're both a little out of breath.

"I am so in love with you," I whisper. "And I can't wait to spend the rest of my life. Now, we should probably get the hell out of this airport."

"And why's that?" he asks, his voice a little rough.

"Because I'm hungry," she says, the true meaning of her words not lost on him. "And I know the perfect place to go before going back to the house."

"Let's go get my bag then," he says, pressing a kiss against her forehead.

And so the couple makes their way through the airport, to baggage claim. They stand so close to each other that it's hard for the others to tell where one starts and the other one ends. The laugh she lets out when she sees his bag, now painted to match hers, his name on it in large spray painted letters, warms his heart and he can't help but kiss the top of her head and miss the opportunity to grab the bag, making them have to wait longer, but neither of them even seemed to care, just happy to be with each other and wrapped up in each other's embraces.

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"CODY!" a little girl's voice screams as he climbs out of the car Reyna had driven to pick him up in, the one that they may have defiled just a little bit.

The voice screams his name once again, then there's a herd of little blonde girls running out of the house and towards him. All three are chanting his name as he squats down to hug him and Reyna gets his two bags out of the car, leaning against them once she has. A few moments later, a nine year old boy exits the house, to everyone's surprise. Over the last few weeks, he had done everything he could to avoid spending time with his sisters, other than Reyna, and yet here he was. Outside, approaching them and Cody, then wrapping his arms around his older sister's boyfriend, in addition to the three sets of five year olds' arms. And Cody gratefully accepts him into the fold, wrapping his arms around him as well.

"That didn't take long," Caroline laughs, standing next to Reyna and grabbing her hand. Reyna squeezes it back, glancing at her as her step-mother adds, "I think he'll be good for all of us, Bug. I'm so glad you brought him here."

"Me too," she says, looking back to her boyfriend and all her little siblings. "And I think he's exactly what we all need right now."

Her father laughs, resting a hand on her shoulder and the other on Caroline's, "You're probably not wrong. He's great with them. And with you."

"It's because he loves me," she tells them, smiling. "And for that I will always be thankful."

"Talking about me?" Cody asks, approaching them.

And to their amusement, he somehow has all the children clinging to him. Keegan is on his back, Averi in his arms, and Abi and Ameri each on one of his legs. The weight of all of them doesn't seem to affect him, though, as he just keeps moving. Reyna giggles at the sight.

"Just complaining that you're not Hoechlin or JR," Caroline teases, smiling widely at him.

"Ahh, yes, your boyfriends," he answers, a grin lighting up his face as well. "God, Reyna, you couldn't have carried all of my bags inside for me? I seem to have gained some extra weight and I just got on a long flight for you."

She rolls her eyes, "Okay, drama queen. I don't know where you're sleeping, so shut your mouth."

"We have a guest room," her dad offers, but the look shared between his daughter and her boyfriend makes him laugh. "I was kidding, God. You can sleep in Reyna's room with her."

"Yeah, it's not as if we don't know you guys are active," Caroline says, an evil smirk on her face. "Right?"

The two twenty-somethings share a panicked look, their eyes wide and their cheeks turning red. The hand on Reyna's shoulder tightens for just a second and then she looks back at her dad, panicked. But the amusement on his face makes her relax just a little, until Caroline starts talking again.

"I mean, you're both adults and you've known each other forever," she says, a wicked smile still on her face. "Plus, there's a hickey on Reyna's neck that wasn't there when she left, so I'd say they're not unused to sharing a bed."

"Caroline," Reyna chokes out, squeezing her step-moms hand. "Please stop talking."

"This is just payback for all the teasing we got," the blonde woman says, smirking at her step-daughter. "But fine, I'll stop. Since it looks like you both want the ground to open up and swallow you whole."

"Thank God," Cody sighs.

But then Keegan, of course, asks, "What's a hickey?"

And then the couple's cheeks are red once again, ashamed that her whole family has basically caught them, but neither her father nor her step-mother look [particularly concerned by the revelation that they're having sex. The two girls let go of Cody, telling him they want to get something to show him, then take off for the house. Keegan drops to the ground, listening to his step-dad give a bullshit explanation as to what hickeys are as they head inside, followed by Caroline. Cody is still holding Averi, whose head is resting on his shoulder, her eyes closed and breaths shallow, showing that the young girl had fallen asleep in his arms in just the few short minutes he had had her there.

"We could get a hotel room," she offers, knowing that the teasing probably wouldn't stop and that they would want some type of privacy from the kids and even the adults. "It's not like we don't have the money."

"You don't actually want that," he says softly, grabbing the rolling back and pulling it behind him as they make their way into the house too.

She frowns a little and looks up at him confusedly, his carry on bag hanging from her shoulder, "What do you mean?"

"You want to be close to your family. You want pancakes in the morning, made by Caroline and the girls. You want Keegan's cuddles at lunch time while you guys eat grilled cheeses and watch Spongebob. You want the girls coming in to wake us up way too early, jumping on the bed and screaming at the top of their lungs," he tells her as they enter the house. "You want all of it and you want to experience it now, while you still can. So no, we're not getting a hotel room. We're staying here and we're going to do what we came here for. We're gonna spend as much time with Averi as possible and help everyone else with this."

"God," she mumbles, leading him through the house and to her room. "How did I get so lucky?"

"Your mother decided she had to move next door to her college best friend," he tells her. "And they happened to have their kids about a year apart. And somehow, they fell in love."

"What a sappy dork," she teases, tossing his bag onto her bed. "Let's lay her down in her bed. She won't wake up for about an hour or two."

"Sounds good," he says with a grin. "Show me the way."

"Then we should probably figure out dinner," she replies with a devilish grin over her shoulder. "I'm hungry."

And so he laughs and she realizes how easy it is with him, how at ease she is. And she can't help but thank whatever God put him in her life, not only because she is incredibly in love with him and vice versa, but because he is quite possibly the best thing to ever happen to her. And because he's here, with her crazy family and he still loves her, he loves them, and God, he's here.

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so here's this. i can't believe i'm actually updating this two days in a row.

[ 9.20.17 ]