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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."

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Davy was trying to sort out his thoughts and especially his feelings. He had managed not to cry but that meant bottling up what he was feeling. The touch caused him to jump a little then look up.

He's almost expecting his father to be there even if he knows he wouldn't be, that was a good thing. He's trying to hide how vulnerable he's feeling and put on a brave face, a bitchy one at that. Sven might see through it but it's Davy's natural behavior.

"You can't help." Those words weren't just thrown out either. This was the past. Davy knew it was and nothing could help that. It had already happened.

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"Come here."

Sven didn't need to say anything right now as he pulled in Davy for a hug. He didn't care if the boy bitched at him or slapped him even---he just had to do this. Davy needed love right now and a shoulder to lean and cry on if need be. Fuck, it was rough for the kid. So young and having the whole fucking world dumped onto his shoulders.

"It's ok, sweetie. Cry if you need to cry. We all do it."

The Swede knowing he held his brother in his arms many times after their parents died. Ulrik just a young boy at ten years old.

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Davy didn't say anything or hold Sven in return. He just laid there against Sven's chest like a broken puppet. It was too much pressure and too many emotions in conflict but this felt good.

After a few minutes Davy let out a deep breath as he felt a little calm come back. He did want this to feel as good as this did but he needed it. He needed to just not be the one taking care if everything around him fir a few moments.

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Sven held Davy close, just being there for him, stroking his hair gently, wanting to comfort the boy. The Swede would hold the guitarist for as long as need be just to make sure he was ok. No words were needed right now because Davy was going through turmoil and the singer could tell.

The poor kid.

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After awhile Davy's breath started to calm down and he scooted closer to get comfortable. As he calmed down he started to feel exhausted and drifting close to sleeping against the Swede. As his mind started to shut off from falling asleep he wrapped his arm around Sven to hold on. He's not exactly aware of it. Half asleep it feels right.

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Sven stroked Davy's back gently, just letting the boy relax and feel comfortable. The arm wrapping around his body felt good and Sven couldn't help but smile. It felt nice. After all the deflection and rejection---this felt really good.

"It's alright. Du är trygg med mig."

The Swede using some of his own language to sooth the poor boy.

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Davy might have fallen completely asleep but his phone buzzed on the table and brought him to. The guitarist sat up and stared at Sven for a moment. He felt foolish and didn't want to admit it felt good. Instead he picked up his phone.

"Do you need a ride back?" Davy was typing a message to someone. "I have to go to where you're staying to pick up Joey for work in a few hours."

Davy was having a hard time looking at Sven now because he wanted to curl back up with him but he couldn't let himself. He didn't trust it.

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Sven sat and rested with Davy until he woke up. The phone now buzzing on the table in front of them both meaning someone was trying to contact the guitarist. The Swede didn't want to get up because having the boy close to him like this felt so good.

"I don't want to get up from here because you feel nice."

Sighing, Sven knew he'd have to get up.

"I don't mind, sweetie. If you need to do things with your band then I won't get in your way. We can go back to the apartment complex if you want."