Bjorn sighed a little and nodded. To be honest it felt good knowing that Rekker loved all of the trashy Swede's qualities because others saw them as faults. The way he acted like a spoiled brat and was often high or smashed out of his mind. Loud mouthed and had no filter. Did he even need to change? No, he didn't.

"I suppose I just got used to trying to fit in with everyone around me at times. Hans always chastising me for being a fucking trashy bitch. He's right I am a trashy bitch but I want to stay one because I know you like me as me. I don't need to change and don't want to. Growing up is bullshit anyway."

He giggled and then kissed Rekker on the lips. It felt good to know his ginger liked him the way he was. Bjorn could be his own man and be mature in his own way. Hans was himself and Bjorn was himself.

"I'm not changing for any fucking idiot. You're mine, babe."