A Perfect Evening

Mon, 13 Feb 2023 15:00:15 GMT

For Nexus prompt 3. "I love you. You know that, right?"

There was a music awards show on, one that Mikkel had found out Rekker was attending, of course with Bjorn. That alone made it worthwhile to watch. He wanted to know if they would cause a scene. They had talked to Rekker briefly at the beginning because he was handing out an award for the best up and coming band in Los Angeles. None of this was really important to the Dane at this point. What was important was being curled up in Sigurd's lap, with Fredrik sprawled out, head on his thighs, and curled around the Dane's long legs. The now empty pizza box tossed at the end of the bed and the contentment that had settled over all three of them.

Mikkel had never been this happy, this safe. He had never even imagined that it would be possible. The thoughts had him idyll stroking Fredrik's hair and he could feel Sigurd's arm around him, doing basically the same, toying with the ends of the Dane's hair. This might be the first time he ever imagined there would be no more pain. Mikkel glanced down at Fredrik when he started to shift and fold his arms on Mikkel's legs so the Swede could rest his head on them while they watched. When he looked up at Sigurd, the dark haired Swede was concentrating hard on the performance playing on the screen and sipping his drink.

Everything was perfect but the pain needed to come out. Mikkel burst into uncontrollable tear that may have been happy or just letting the pressure off the pain valve he kept so tightly closed. Either way, he soon saw both of his partners give him a concerned look. All Mikkel could do was shake his head because he was crying too hard to speak. There wasn't anything wrong. The tears were because everything was too right which didn't make much sense to Mikkel even if he was drowning in those emotions at the moment. He wrapped and arm around Fredrik and buried his face into Sigurd's chest. The only thing he could do was cry until he was done crying.

Mikkel opened his eyes, rubbing at the crusty mascara stuck in his lashes. The room was much darker and the TV was off. He must have fallen asleep. He could hear Fredrik quietly snoring and still feel his arms around his thighs. Sigurd though was awake, talking to someone quietly on the phone. It sounded like Bjorn from the yelling coming through, probably screaming about being at the awards show, no doubt. Mikkel didn't move much but leaned enough to kiss Sigurd's chin. The bassist started to mention getting off the phone to which Mikkel shook his head before settling back down against the older Swede's chest and half curled around the younger Swede's torso. Physically, this wasn't the most comfortable position but emotionally, this was heaven. Mikkel didn't want to give Sigurd the opportunity to get up too quickly even if he imagined the Swede's legs were probably asleep at this point from the two blondes more or less laying in his lap.

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Felix Mikkel Soeren

A Perfect Evening

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