Hangovers Make You Forgetful
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For Nexus Prompt 5. An Honest Mistake
Rekker had to drag himself out of bed even if he felt like he had been hit by a train the night before. Bjorn groaned about the Brit moving around or the light starting to filter in from the sunrise, maybe both. It felt good to have someone in his bed and it was hard to pull himself away from it to start the day. Pressing a kiss to the Swede shoulder and laughing quietly as he grumbled and buried his face farther into the pillow, Rekker finally managed to drag himself out of the bed.
A quick shower and dressing, he shook his head at Bjorn who had covered his head with the pillows to blot out the sun. Rekker pulled the sheet up over him and went out to make some coffee. He had to get his head together because he would have guests soon. He had just finished feeding the pets and himself when he heard the footsteps coming up the front stairs. He went to meet the four teenage girls who were just dropped off by one of their parents.
Ana, the oldest, came in with a tray in hand. He could tell by the smell and the steam that her mother had sent something traditional. All four were from Boyle Heights and hardworking families. They couldn't always pay in cash so they came to an agreement, organically and without saying a word, somewhere in the past 8 years he'd been teaching the girls that the families sent him food. Their mothers sometimes jested that they had to do something until Rekker got himself a woman to take care of him. Though from very different backgrounds they had a relationship more like family, and Rekker was the weird eccentric uncle.
They all signed because the two middle girls, Sophia and Heather, were partially to fully deaf. Part of their early lessons had been Rekker teaching the two other girls LSM so they could all talk more easily. This morning, with the grumbling Swede trying to sleep in, the silence of signing had more benefit than usual. Ana took the food into the kitchen while the other three followed into the studio. They had been here nearly every weekend for years and he had given the four teen girls free reign of the house when they were here, family again came to mind.
Rekker didn't even think about it when Tia, the youngest of the four at 15, headed to the bathroom which meant walking through the bedroom. No thought of it came up at all while he worked with Ana, Heather, and Sophia to set up the guitars for their lesson. Maybe it was the haziness from too little sleep but nothing seemed awry until all four started giggling in the way only a group of teen girls could.
Rekker turned around and asked. “What is funny?” The question coming in signs, as would the entirety of the conversation probably. Ana and Tia both blushed red as beets and he wondered if they were teasing Ana about her boyfriend. It took the Brit putting his hands on his hips and staring for one of them to break.
“Tia said there is a pretty woman in your bed.” Sophia giggled as she told him and Rekker felt his own cheeks turn hot. He had totally forgot about Bjorn in the bed and felt like an idiot. Of course he was going to be harassed now by all four of the girls.
“Is she your new girlfriend?” Heather asked boldly, and she was the gutsy one of the group.
Rekker sighed and pushed his hair back with both hands. He didn't see any harm in answering honestly. All four of them had their own boyfriends and he wasn't about to tell them anything off color.
“He.” Rekker signed first before going on. “His name is Bjorn.” Then he shrugged about the question that came next about whether they were dating. Nothing had gone that far. He couldn't answer and there were more giggles. It had been a long time since Rekker felt this foolish and anxious over something like a relationship. Thankfully, he had remembered his medication this morning or this might have turned into a anxiety attack.
“He looks like a girl.” Tia added to the conversation. “Do you like boys that look like girls? Is he in a band?” In LA that wasn't an uncommon look, feminine men, especially in the music scene. The questions started coming fast from the other girls too. “Did you meet him at a concert?” “When did you meet him?” "Do you kiss?"
They were full of questions and he had to hold up his hands in relent to the onslaught, laughing nervously about the whole ordeal. “He's a singer from Sweden. My brother is friends with someone who knows his brother.”
He thought that would satisfy the girls and it did for awhile. They managed to get things set and close the studio door to start playing before there were more questions.
“Do you think he's hot... Bjorn?” Ana signed with curiosity that had Rekker wanting to bury his face in his hands and hide. There was no escape so he nodded his assent while picking up his guitar among a cascade of girlish giggles.
“No more questions until the lesson is over.” He had to cut this off and spoke as well as signed for emphasis. A couple of them huffed in disappointment but settled themselves to go through with today's guitar lesson. Ana came over and sat on the small sofa beside the guitarist, laughing as she patted his shoulder.
“It's ok, Mr. Sterling.” She leaned in on his shoulder. “You can have a boyfriend like we do. I bet he's cute like my boyfriend.”
And just like that, and more laughter, things went back to normal though he knew there would be more questions in the future. For now, the tension had slipped away
NOTE: Replies may contain foul language or innuendo.
Rekker had to drag himself out of bed even if he felt like he had been hit by a train the night before. Bjorn groaned about the Brit moving around or the light starting to filter in from the sunrise, maybe both. It felt good to have someone in his bed and it was hard to pull himself away from it to start the day. Pressing a kiss to the Swede shoulder and laughing quietly as he grumbled and buried his face farther into the pillow, Rekker finally managed to drag himself out of the bed.
A quick shower and dressing, he shook his head at Bjorn who had covered his head with the pillows to blot out the sun. Rekker pulled the sheet up over him and went out to make some coffee. He had to get his head together because he would have guests soon. He had just finished feeding the pets and himself when he heard the footsteps coming up the front stairs. He went to meet the four teenage girls who were just dropped off by one of their parents.
Ana, the oldest, came in with a tray in hand. He could tell by the smell and the steam that her mother had sent something traditional. All four were from Boyle Heights and hardworking families. They couldn't always pay in cash so they came to an agreement, organically and without saying a word, somewhere in the past 8 years he'd been teaching the girls that the families sent him food. Their mothers sometimes jested that they had to do something until Rekker got himself a woman to take care of him. Though from very different backgrounds they had a relationship more like family, and Rekker was the weird eccentric uncle.
They all signed because the two middle girls, Sophia and Heather, were partially to fully deaf. Part of their early lessons had been Rekker teaching the two other girls LSM so they could all talk more easily. This morning, with the grumbling Swede trying to sleep in, the silence of signing had more benefit than usual. Ana took the food into the kitchen while the other three followed into the studio. They had been here nearly every weekend for years and he had given the four teen girls free reign of the house when they were here, family again came to mind.
Rekker didn't even think about it when Tia, the youngest of the four at 15, headed to the bathroom which meant walking through the bedroom. No thought of it came up at all while he worked with Ana, Heather, and Sophia to set up the guitars for their lesson. Maybe it was the haziness from too little sleep but nothing seemed awry until all four started giggling in the way only a group of teen girls could.
Rekker turned around and asked. “What is funny?” The question coming in signs, as would the entirety of the conversation probably. Ana and Tia both blushed red as beets and he wondered if they were teasing Ana about her boyfriend. It took the Brit putting his hands on his hips and staring for one of them to break.
“Tia said there is a pretty woman in your bed.” Sophia giggled as she told him and Rekker felt his own cheeks turn hot. He had totally forgot about Bjorn in the bed and felt like an idiot. Of course he was going to be harassed now by all four of the girls.
“Is she your new girlfriend?” Heather asked boldly, and she was the gutsy one of the group.
Rekker sighed and pushed his hair back with both hands. He didn't see any harm in answering honestly. All four of them had their own boyfriends and he wasn't about to tell them anything off color.
“He.” Rekker signed first before going on. “His name is Bjorn.” Then he shrugged about the question that came next about whether they were dating. Nothing had gone that far. He couldn't answer and there were more giggles. It had been a long time since Rekker felt this foolish and anxious over something like a relationship. Thankfully, he had remembered his medication this morning or this might have turned into a anxiety attack.
“He looks like a girl.” Tia added to the conversation. “Do you like boys that look like girls? Is he in a band?” In LA that wasn't an uncommon look, feminine men, especially in the music scene. The questions started coming fast from the other girls too. “Did you meet him at a concert?” “When did you meet him?” "Do you kiss?"
They were full of questions and he had to hold up his hands in relent to the onslaught, laughing nervously about the whole ordeal. “He's a singer from Sweden. My brother is friends with someone who knows his brother.”
He thought that would satisfy the girls and it did for awhile. They managed to get things set and close the studio door to start playing before there were more questions.
“Do you think he's hot... Bjorn?” Ana signed with curiosity that had Rekker wanting to bury his face in his hands and hide. There was no escape so he nodded his assent while picking up his guitar among a cascade of girlish giggles.
“No more questions until the lesson is over.” He had to cut this off and spoke as well as signed for emphasis. A couple of them huffed in disappointment but settled themselves to go through with today's guitar lesson. Ana came over and sat on the small sofa beside the guitarist, laughing as she patted his shoulder.
“It's ok, Mr. Sterling.” She leaned in on his shoulder. “You can have a boyfriend like we do. I bet he's cute like my boyfriend.”
And just like that, and more laughter, things went back to normal though he knew there would be more questions in the future. For now, the tension had slipped away
NOTE: Replies may contain foul language or innuendo.
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Date: 2021-10-07 07:45 pm (UTC)"Rekker? Where the fuck are you?"
The Swede huffed but then pulled on a pair of jeans, buttoning them up and then proceeding to walk into the studio, pushing the door open.
Oh.
"There you are, babe! Oh---you've got company I see."
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Date: 2021-10-07 07:54 pm (UTC)Ana looked up from where she was still sitting next to Rekker and her eyes got wide looking at the Swede. Cheeks flushing she started to giggle which had the other three girls look up. They all giggled and then the notes went off tune. That finally got Rekker's attention. When he saw Bjorn in the door way his cheeks went hot, flushing red as his hair across the bridge of his nose and cheeks where he was dusted with the most freckles.
Ana poked at Rekker and signed to him. "He is hot!"
Which only made the Brit redden more and stumble on silent words when he tried to speak at first. "I thought I mentioned I had lessons today?"
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Date: 2021-10-07 08:01 pm (UTC)"Oh, you did? Fuck---oops, sorry my language in front of the young ladies. Oops? I forgot, babe."
Pushing some of his unruly blond hair away from his face, Bjorn looked a sight. Make-up from last night smeared over his eyes and his hair hadn't been brushed yet. Straight out of bed. The guitar playing got the singer's attention more than anything else though. These girls could play.
"I'm hungry. Where the f----I mean where is the food in this place?"
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Date: 2021-10-07 08:15 pm (UTC)"The Kitchen?" Rekker snipped at Bjorn and then started laughing because he feels really nervous with all of this going on. Especially given all the earlier comments.
Ana finally got up from beside Rekker and left the guitar. "Come on. My mom sent food this morning."
She giggled a lot as she walked toward Bjorn. This was Mr. Sterling's boyfriend and he did look a lot like a girl. Often they all had a break for lunch anyway so it wouldn't hurt to heat up the food now. Slipping past the singer Ana walked out toward the kitchen. Rekker just giving Bjorn a look that said don't make me kick your ass, a look to encourage him to behave. At least there wasn't any booze in the house for the Swede to get wasted.
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Date: 2021-10-07 08:25 pm (UTC)"Oh? You're going to show me where the food is, flower? Thank you!"
Bjorn offering the young girl a friendly smile and as he turned to leave he blew a kiss to Rekker because he could. Tart. The young student was clearly talented as were all the girls in the room. The Swede could appreciate that.
"I'm Bjorn. What's your name?"
He wanted to put the girl at ease if she might be feeling nervous showing a complete stranger around Rekker's house.
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Date: 2021-10-07 08:31 pm (UTC)That blown kiss gets the other girls giggling and Rekker drops his face into both of his hands when the younger three start asking more questions. This feels like a little piece of hell.
Ana is relatively comfortable around rockstars. She's known Rekker for almost half of her life and saw a lot of her friends. "Ana."
She tells him as she goes to the kitchen to get out the tray. She's a woman in her own right, at 19, and already preparing for college. She couldn't get the answer out of her teacher so she smiles at the blonde. "How long have you two been dating?"
It was a harmless question but later on the girls would all be giggling about the little bits they learned about their teacher's love life.
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Date: 2021-10-07 08:38 pm (UTC)The Swede smiled and was enjoying delving into more of Rekker's life, meeting his students and already finding Ana to be a kind and caring young woman. Then, her question causes the singer to think about that. What was it? A day or so? A bit more? Since the whole argument they first shared to the meltdown in the elevator. So much had happened since then.
"Only really a day or so. We met each other over a week or so ago but then things between us just kicked off from there. I'm falling in love with your Mr. Sterling. He's an adorable, grumpy ginger."
No truer words spoken.
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Date: 2021-10-07 08:45 pm (UTC)Ana appreciated that about the guitarist, a lot of people did once they looked beyond his bad reputation for aggression and insane behavior. She busied herself putting the tray in the oven to heat up. The smells might be new to the Swede, pungent and full of chilies.
"It was your first day staying over?" She's very curious. How often does anyone get to ask these kinds of questions of a famous musician's personal life. There were all kinds of questions in Ana's mind, things she'd heard and rumors. It caused her to giggle.
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Date: 2021-10-08 08:50 pm (UTC)"Sorry to hear that, sötnos. At least Rekker is a kind-hearted soul to be doing this. He's so hot and sexy too."
Bjorn giggled and couldn't help but want to gush to Ana about his new boyfriend. He was older but so fucking what? The singer didn't give a shit about age or anything else since he'd dated people all over the place. Rekker was the oldest though. A sugar daddy? It seemed so. The smells coming from the oven though---they were new to the Swede who hadn't tried much spicy food before.
"Yeah, this is my first morning waking up here. Rekker's bed is nice and warm."
It was innocent enough because Bjorn was trying to drop his usual f-words in front of Ana.
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Date: 2021-10-08 08:59 pm (UTC)"My friends talk about him on stage." She did too but didn't dare admit that. Her cheeks were already red. They had some time to wait for the food to be warmed enough to eat and it was good to have someone to talk to.
"I have a friend...who... " Ana flushed pink. ".. Well she has a friend.. who knows a woman that says ... said that he's you know..." She turned away to get the plates feeling embarrassed that the topic came out. "I guess she knows him well."
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Date: 2021-10-10 01:12 pm (UTC)"You mean like a past flickvän---a girlfriend? Well, if anyone tries to kiss him now they will earn a slap."
This was said with a bitchy tone and he knew Ana was only just mentioning it but the whole idea about Rekker being with another woman got under his skin. Bjorn wanted to get to know Rekker even better than he did now and was intent on doing so. Ana though she seemed to be a sweet young girl.
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Date: 2021-10-10 02:44 pm (UTC)"No." She told him. "Mr Sterling hasn't had a girlfriend in.. I don't know, awhile, five years, I think."
She wondered if Bjorn knew about her teacher enough but didn't say anything right away. She turned to check on the food in the oven. "He has a reputation around here. A lot of it is bad I guess, but.. people talk about... I guess his ex told people private things about him."
She was too embarrassed about the whole ordeal to tell him exactly what she had heard. He might get upset and so she changed the subject. "Have you heard him play before?"
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Date: 2021-10-11 08:17 pm (UTC)That part wasn't so good. Bjorn could see Rekker with a hot girl since LA was filled with them and the Swede knew this, yet he didn't want to think about it. Just imagining Rekker in bed with a girl or someone else it made him angry. Jealous? Oh yes. He'd scratch their fucking eyes out.
"No, I haven't. We've talked and things but I haven't heard him play his guitar yet."
Would Bjorn enjoy it and get riled up? Fuck yes.
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Date: 2021-10-11 08:22 pm (UTC)Ana knew more about it but that was private probably and not a good thing for a new relationship.
She grinned and called out. "Tia, aren't you going to play your song before lunch?"
Ana covered her giggles with her hand, knowing the youngest would get him to play and the studio door was open. "He'll play now. She won't stop until he does."
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Date: 2021-10-11 08:30 pm (UTC)Bjorn smiled at Ana and hoped it to be true. Fuck those others! What did they ever do to help the man who is sick and needs help? Nothing. Idiot girlfriends who were probably fucking trollops anyway.
"Oh, is he going to play now? I'd love to hear him."
The Swede beamed.
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Date: 2021-10-11 08:38 pm (UTC)"It's not his normal music she gets him to play. Tia wants to learn to play it because it is one of her favorite songs."
Ana was listening and thought Rekker's voice was deeper and more of a growl than the original singer, his guitar was always flawless. Ana pointed toward the open studio door when she heard the first notes. While Bjorn listened she went to set the table for them all to eat.
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Date: 2021-10-20 03:10 pm (UTC)Bjorn shrugged and knew he was more akin to a mischievous trashy devil or slutty figure of some sort. But he didn't care what others thought because he was happy the way he was. Wasn't he? His past traumas covered up by his excessive drink and drug use. Fuck the world.
"That's sweet, honey. You girls really are good for him helping him through stuff using music. I love it. He also helps you too."
Glancing towards the open door to the studio Bjorn smiled and then felt his heart beat faster. It really did warm the soul to know that Rekker was such a kind and loving man underneath all the aggression and anger. He was just ill and needed help.
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Date: 2021-10-20 04:30 pm (UTC)Ana knew a little bit about her teacher's past from talking to him and looking at magazines. He had been wild in his time.
"You must help him too." She commented when she came back from setting the table. "I haven't seen him laugh this much in a long time... and..." She leaned in to whisper among feminine giggles. ".. and .. I've never seen him blush before."
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Date: 2021-11-01 06:35 pm (UTC)Bjorn giggled and wondered what Ana thought of her teacher dating a man half his age. That and the man was a Swedish rock star singer from a band that was famous back in Europe. The trashy element was also there and Bjorn was trashy as they came. Sleazy, whorish and completely wild.
"I do help him. We help each other. He's sick and I want to make him better if I can."
This was the serious part he would never joke about. Rekker was his love and the man needed help even though he'd never ask for it.
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Date: 2021-11-01 08:29 pm (UTC)Not all of it was bad either but a lot of crazy things from the band. A lot of them were downright funny. Ana didn't really have any thoughts on the age difference. They were happy and worked, or it did so far. Bjorn being male was more startling than the age because she'd never seen her teacher with a boyfriend, only girlfriends.
She looked up at the singer for a long time and shook her head. "I don't know if it's about making him better. His sickness won't go away." She's gentle though with what she's saying. "Devon always told me, in case I was here when something went wrong, that you have to help him endure it and get back up when the sickness knocks him down."
Ana hoped it made sense and that it was advice the singer could use in the future. He really was a very attractive man, they both were. Ana suddenly blushed bright red at her own thoughts and went to the fridge to get juice and hopefully hide her hot cheeks from the Swede.
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Date: 2021-11-28 07:45 pm (UTC)Bjorn revealing the painful truth of him being woefully inept at dealing with some of Rekker's issues regarding his mental health issues. But the singer wasn't going to leave no matter how fucking dark the shit got with his ginger bastard. Grumpy or not he loved the Brit with everything he had.
"Endure? Yeah, something like that. I'm here for him though no matter what. Even if he wants to fucking end it all I won't let him. No fucking way."
The Swede frowned and was adamant in this.
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Date: 2021-11-28 08:02 pm (UTC)Ana wished she could help too but there wasn't much she could do aside from offer the blonde a smile.
"He's never left anyone. People always break up with him even when he tried so hard for them. I don't think you have to worry about him leaving you." Except dying but Ana didn't dare mention that while trying to give the singer some sort of hope.
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Date: 2021-11-28 08:07 pm (UTC)Bjorn nodded and pushed some of his bleached blond hair away from his face. He also pulled up the pair of jeans he was wearing because they were too big and too wide at the same time. Rekker's jeans. Fuck. He had decided to wear the ginger's pants because it was easier than trying to squeeze back into his PVC tight pants early in the morning. Also, Rekker's jeans smelt nice.
"Oh yeah? I just can't help it, sweetie. The whole thing about dating a much older man can have bad consequences. Also, the fucking media assholes getting on our backs. Fuck them."
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Date: 2021-11-28 08:11 pm (UTC)Rekker was private and she knew that so the fact he brought this man home so soon must mean something.
"The media has accused him of sleeping with me more than once when I was younger. They drive me crazy too. They used to follow me to school and ask about him."
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Date: 2021-11-28 08:57 pm (UTC)It just made Bjorn angry that the media just assumed he was some creepy weirdo who preyed on young kids just because he invited them around to teach them at his mansion. Fucking assholes. The Swede felt sorry for Ana, who probably had to deal with all this shit from the media.
"Hey, if any fucker tried to make shit up about you or Rekker I'd slam them in the face with my booted heel. I've done that before to reporters, bouncers, cops--shit, loads of people I didn't like."
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