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swedish_rocker) wrote2021-09-23 03:33 pm
swedish_rocker) wrote2021-09-23 03:33 pm
New Beginnings and rekindling an old flame.
Hans had met up with Vars and his new boyfriend Viktor whilst in Norway. The Swede had been pleased to catch up with Vars since he hadn't spoken to any of the Hammers face to face for a long time. How long had it been? Now, Hans and his younger brother, Bjorn, were on the way to LA along with Vars and Viktor to meet up with the rest of the Hammers and to meet two other bands; Ziggy and the Spiders from Mars and the Hell's Angels, Viktor's band. It would be good to get back with other musicians after spending some much time in rehab and Hans knew he could use all the company he could get. The months and years hadn't been easy and he'd often felt lonely or isolated from society after his stay in hospital following his near death experience. He'd overdosed on painkillers and Hunter, his ex-boyfriend had found it too much and had ran.
Hans still ached for Hunter in a way, even though the spark they had together was no longer there. He still missed the man though and the soft warm touches at night. But people moved on after months apart and Hans suspected Hunter had found another man. It was to be expected and the Swede bore no ill will towards his ex lover at all. Glancing to Vars, Hans then placed a hand on the man's shoulder as he felt nerves constrict his insides at meeting Hunter once more. Bjorn giggled and poked fun a little before getting a surly glare from Viktor. The Brit punk had attitude and Hans found him a little intimidating but nothing to the point of not liking the man. If Vars loved Viktor then Hans would find a friend in the fire-loving Brit. All the bands were a family and Hans knew this more than anyone. The question regarding Bjorn though---the young man was a live wire and loved to cause chaos and trouble wherever he went. Hopefully, Hans would be able to keep his brother out of anything bad.
He hoped.
"Well, it will be nice seeing Aarne and Rik again. Hunter---I missed him."
Hans swallowed hard and wondered how the man would even react.
Hans still ached for Hunter in a way, even though the spark they had together was no longer there. He still missed the man though and the soft warm touches at night. But people moved on after months apart and Hans suspected Hunter had found another man. It was to be expected and the Swede bore no ill will towards his ex lover at all. Glancing to Vars, Hans then placed a hand on the man's shoulder as he felt nerves constrict his insides at meeting Hunter once more. Bjorn giggled and poked fun a little before getting a surly glare from Viktor. The Brit punk had attitude and Hans found him a little intimidating but nothing to the point of not liking the man. If Vars loved Viktor then Hans would find a friend in the fire-loving Brit. All the bands were a family and Hans knew this more than anyone. The question regarding Bjorn though---the young man was a live wire and loved to cause chaos and trouble wherever he went. Hopefully, Hans would be able to keep his brother out of anything bad.
He hoped.
"Well, it will be nice seeing Aarne and Rik again. Hunter---I missed him."
Hans swallowed hard and wondered how the man would even react.
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Bjorn teased using his native tongue towards the Brit just because he could. He was a tarty bitch and sometimes acted like a spoilt brat when he wanted to. The Swede put Rekker somewhere in his early to mid-forties. Just judging by how long he'd been playing guitar and how old Robert was.
"Crusher? Nice name. My parrot's name means Feathers in English because he likes giving me a feather in the morning on my pillow whenever I wake up. Sort of pulls it out when grooming. He's so fucking cute."
Just watching the huge lizard run into the kitchen for his food caused the Swede to giggle. He wasn't scared per say more just shocked at seeing such a large reptile inside the house. It was no good Bjorn having a reptile back home since the climate was much too cold for such a beast to free roam around a house.
"She's hungry. I'm putting you around 42 ish? Maybe a little more. Talking of hungry where's the booze in this rich boy's palace? I'm fucking thirsty."
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"I'm not surprised you have a prissy, bright colored bird." It fit right in with the Swede's personality. Rekker had house plants too, some huge like the palms in his living room. Despite his dark personality, the house is full of natural light and life. Even Crusher's greenhouse is full of live plants. In the kitchen, built into the wall there are a few smaller enclosures; large tarantulas and a few scorpions. Rekker liked living things being around it helped him stay stable.
He's busied himself filling a large dog bowl with dead rats, whole prawns, pieces of chicken and a few other things while they talk, Crusher pacing around at his feet and trying to lick up on the counter top.
"If I have any it's in the cabinet under the rose hair." He meant the tarantula. Bjorn would find a vodka bottle with, maybe, three shots left in it. Rekker didn't keep it around because it was too easy to die. "I just turned 42 this month."
He finally comments. There's no sense in hiding his age because that was easy enough to find out.