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"Oh, I am, sweetie. Hungry and wanting more always."

The Swede giving Davy some flirty side-eye as he sat and began eating, choosing to lick a line across his bacon piece before popping it into his mouth. His leg now touching against the guitarist's as they sat together. It was cute.

"Maybe I'm hungry for something other than food."

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Davey was picking at the bacon with his fingers. If Sven was going to keep up being dirty so was he.

"What a shame." Davy finally broke a smile, maybe the first one Sven had seen. "I'm only cooking today."

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Sven was watching Davy play with his food and wondered if the boy liked using his fingers for other reasons which were now all dirty inside the Swede's head.

"You've got a cute smile."

Oh, Davy smiled! Sven loved it and realised it was the first time he'd seen the guitarist smile. It was just too bad Davy was only cooking today because the food really was delicious, as Sven began munching on his hash brown.

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"Well don't get used to it." The tart was all back but not as serious as it had been.

Davy looked down at his plate and more importantly the glass topped table. Picking up his fork he shifted and crossed his legs. The silk robe opened and rode up. It left his one leg exposed to the knee and the other way up to his thigh. Davy went on as if he was doing nothing other than eating.

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"You're still such a cutie."

Sven wasn't going to give up slowly building trust with Davy because he could see the tart shield slowly coming down. The guitarist's smile was adorable and the Swede wanted to see more of it. Then, Davy shifted his legs and the robe fell open showing his thigh. Sven nearly choked on his toast. Fuck!

"Oh, your legs---so sexy, sweetie."

It was so hard not to run a hand up Davy's exposed thigh right now.

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"And you're still annoying." Davy was nearly teasing now but it still had the usual tarty sass to it.

That choke and the wide eyes on the singer had Davy in a full on fit of laughter. He yanked the robe back over his legs. "I don't want you dying in my dining room. It's just a fucking leg."

Davy just shook his head
"You are fucking desperate aren't you?"

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"Aw, you think I am, peaches? Maybe you're not used to a hot guy fawning over your cute ass like I am."

Sven ate his toast and then licked his fingers clean. The tartiness was still there but at least the boy hadn't thrown the singer out or slapped him again. The laughing fit caused Sven to giggle a little because it was cute.

"I won't die, sweetie. It may be a fucking leg and yeah I might be desperate but I think you are too. We both haven't had anyone for a while so these things happen."

The Swede telling the truth about how he felt.

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"There are too many trying." That was an honest answer and maybe part of his general annoyance though he hadn't put that together for himself yet. "Guys and girls and I don't want any of them."

At least he was being honest even if it sounded tarty.

"I'm not desperate for anything." Davy pushed his plate away to drink his coffee. He shook his head. "You're probably just pissed I won't just open my legs for you on demand like everyone else will." Davy gave him a snotty look. "Too fucking bad."

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Sven didn't believe all of what Davy was saying because why would anyone want to be alone by choice? Surely, the boy ached for contact of some sort. To be loved like anyone else. Shaking his head and sighing, Sven just looked at Davy and could see some of the brattiness coming in.

"I'm not pissed and no I don't want you to open your legs on demand. It's not fucking like that."

Rolling his eyes, Sven just sipped at his coffee and couldn't believe this boy. He was a pissy, tarty bitch but the Swede loved him. Why? He didn't even know but he did.

"I prefer to get to know my boyfriends before jumping into bed with them."

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"Bullshit." Davy set his mug down and shook his head. "As soon as I sat on the couch you were grabbing me for a kiss."

Davy got up from the table with a huff. He's all tangled up inside. He wants someone close but he can't trust anyone, not fast enough to open up before they left. He hated it but wasn't about to risk rushing into anything.

"I should get a shower. I feel like shit."

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"I can't help that you're so hot."

Sven shrugged and sipped his coffee. He was being truthful with the boy because he believed that was what a stable relationship should be built on. Trust. The Swede sat back on the couch and nodded.

"Ok, get a shower, sweetie. Sorry you feel so bad."

The guitarist obviously had lots to think about because Sven could guess he was all over the place inside.

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Davy mostly just wanted to be alone. It was this or he might physically toss Sven into the street. Davy disappeared for a long time. He stood in the shower until the water went cold.

Then it was even longer since he wouldn't be seen without his hair and makeup done. Eventually he does come back out in leather pants, like most of his with patterns cut out of the sides, and an unbuttoned shirt. He was half expecting to come out and find Sven had left.

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Sven took the time to pull on a loose t-shirt with the arms cut out and began reading a fashion magazine while Davy took a long shower. The Swede couldn't get the guitarist out of his head because he'd been deflected at every turn, yet Sven really liked him. Was it the tarty princess behaviour? He didn't even know. Seeing Davy come back in leather pants and an unbuttoned shirt caused the Swede to smile.

"I'm still here and no I won't leave you."

It was something that Sven had to say just in case it crossed the boy's mind. Those pants though--fuck! The sides were almost open and they looked lewd.

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"You're too annoying to leave."

Davy rolled his eyes and went to clear the dining room table and wash the few dishes. He's prissy in a lot of ways, including a near obsession with keeping things clean.sven could do whatever he wanted. Davy was just trying to ignore him and anything he was feeling.

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"Yeah, I suppose I am."

Sven shot a wink and put his magazine down, focusing back onto Davy. Oh, this boy! He was doing things around his apartment trying to ignore the Swede sat on his couch. Of course he was. The Swede wondered how Ivar got on last night with Syn and if he managed to sneak a kiss to the cute boy.

"Got any plans for today, peaches?"

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Davy sighed when he heard the voice. "Dropping you on you ass somewhere before you burn a hole in my thighs."

He didn't exactly want to get rid of Sven but he also was too worked up, in both good and bad ways, with Sven here. If Sven has caught on to his attitude this isn't as serious as the warning about being slapped. Davy is a mess right now.

"Then I am going to sit around and do nothing while I have time to myself."

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"Says the boy who wore a sheer silk robe and teased me with his naked thighs."

Sven just cocked an eyebrow up because he wasn't taking any of this bullshit Davy was throwing at him. Why couldn't the boy own up to his feelings? It was infuriating but also very cute. The Swede didn't know what to think.

"Ok, doing nothing sounds like a good plan, sweets. Want to do some nails together?"

Looking at his own chipped nails, Sven frowned a little.

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"That's what I wear every morning." Davy shook his head. "Do you always walk around naked in stranger's houses?"

He was talking some bullshit but he couldn't just like people right away. It was frightening for the guitarist in ways he couldn't, or at least hadn't, overcome.

"Now you want to use my polish too?" Davy acted so put out by it but it was nice to see someone more masculine not get down on him for how feminine he choose to be. "Or are you asking me to do them so you can sneak in holding my hand or so bullshit?"

The bratty sass had turned teasing at least instead of angry like last night.

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"It's fucking hot and suits you. I walk around naked in most places, cutie. We're both boys and it's not like we haven't seen what a boy looks like naked."

Sven shrugged and didn't think it was that much a deal because he was open with his sexuality and all the Scandis often walked around naked in public places. The singer didn't feel the need to justify this.

"I love doing my nails with friends since it's fun."

Even though Sven was very masculine he was also feminine in some things he did.

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"I could say the same about my boy legs.. and you still fucking choked yourself." The amusement is there. He might still have the tarty frown but his eyes show that if he wasn't so walled off he might be laughing again.

"I don't think you think of me or want to think of me as a friend." Davy was serious but he went into his bedroom to get his things anyway. He did his own bandmates' nails, except Syn who often did his own or took up doing everyone's sometimes.

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"Your boy legs are cute and I'm not denying that I wanted to touch them back at breakfast with you wearing that fucking teasing robe."

Sven just stared at Davy not denying anything because he really did like the boy and it showed. There wasn't anything wrong in being forthcoming with what you wanted, was there? The little princess had to know.

"I'd love to be your boyfriend and I think you know this too yet first of all being friends is the first step, yes? Getting to know each other. Little things like habits, body language. Fuck it---I really like you."

The Swede was a little exasperated but he was trying to be patient with Davy.

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"I wasn't wearing it for you." The tart came back strong but it's defensive. He can feel Sven trying to get close and his own emotions starting to heat up. He doesn't like it or trust it.

"I don't trust you." It came out with force. "I don't want to know you." That was a half truth. An old fear came bubbling up and Davy blinked back hard since he didn't want to just cry in front of the Swede. His father just walking out on his sick mother because she was too much trouble to deal with left an injury that Davy wasn't past. At the same time his cheeks were a little pink from the flattery. He felt like a mess and just sat down heavily on the couch with his bin of polish and supplies. He pushed it all away the best he could.

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"You don't have to hide your feelings around me, Davy. I get you barely know me and trusting a stranger right off the bat is foolish. I know this and understand. I just wanted to let you know that I really like you is all."

Sven was old enough to understand half of what was going on with the boy. He had a shitty father and had things dumped onto him in regards to looking after his mother. This is what the Swede saw anyway. Maybe giving the boy some space to paint his nails might help.

"I'm going for some fresh air."

Getting up, Sven walked towards the next room to open a window and get some air. The part don't want to know you kind of hurt, even though Sven knew it was Davy's defensive mechanism more than anything.

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"You don't knpw." Davy was full of emotion and his age was showing. He was mature because he had to be but sometimes things showed he wasn't as adult as he seemed.

Davy watched Sven walk away and felt a lump in his throat. Those tears were threatening again and he just buried his face in his hands. He was ruining things before they got to start again.

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Sven just took some air in from the window to get his head together before going back to Davy. He didn't want to leave, wouldn't leave. Not now. The boy needed him.

"Davy?"

The Swede saw that the guitarist had his head buried in his hands. Poor guy. Frowning, Sven touched his shoulder and squeezed. He didn't need to shoulder the burden on his own. It shouldn't be this much for one boy to deal with.

"I'm not leaving and I want to help."