Rekker stroked Bjorn's back as they stood there. The crowd was filtering back to the normal for the bar though they still gave the snuggling couple some space.

"They should be grateful I wasn't here." Though internally Rekker was scolding himself for not being here for his lover and his band. The self attacks were easy to get into but the body close to his felt good. Rekker finally pushed his hair back, smoothing all the curls out of his face.

Devon nodded. "He's done this before."

He ordered some drinks for everyone while waiting for them to all come back together. Rekker was going to need one too. He shouldn't but the Brit needed to calm down.