Feel the Heat
Jun. 1st, 2022 07:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
metallhuvudFor Nexus prompt: 3. An unexpected heat wave. cw: swearing.
Bjorn couldn't sleep at all. It was so fucking hot. LA was a bitch with the sun and heat at the best of times but now? The bands were suffering through an LA heatwave and the ones that were finding it hard the most were everyone except Hexed, who were used to this kind of heat. A few of the others but the Brits and Scandinavians were roasting. Bjorn now tossing off his bed sheets as he went to splash some water on his face in Rekker's bathroom. Where was the ginger anyway? What was the time? Bjorn checked a clock in the living area and it was flashing 03.00.
"Three in the fucking morning? Shit! It's so hot and I hate it!"
The loud Swede just yelling slightly louder than usual but not caring because he needed to chill off somewhere. It was driving him crazy because he was all sweaty and he hated sweating. It made him all stinky and it was just disgusting. Walking out into the garden the Swede found Rekker just sleeping in a chair with a guitar magazine on the floor beside him face down on the grass. The reason why the ginger was in a chair was because Bjorn had been drunk and had tumbled into bed less than an hour ago. Rekker had aimed to join his fiance but had just fallen asleep in the chair instead.
"Babe? Wake up, it's so hot!"
Bjorn shoving Rekker's arm, causing the ginger Brit to start and he knew that voice from anywhere. Offering a grumpy growl the Brit rubbed at his eyes, irritated he was woken up by the Swede.
"What do you want? Why don't you go back to bed? It's fucking three am."
The singer just huffed and crossed his arms. Then feeling even hotter by doing this, Bjorn just wiped at his forehead with his hand. How could anyone sleep in this infernal heat? Rekker pulling the singer close to kiss his lips softly. He knew how annoying Bjorn could be but he still loved his trashy blond.
"How about we take a cool dip in the ocean? No one will be there at three am so it'll be peaceful."
Bjorn nodded and craved coolness. Anything to stop becoming a human popsicle! A melted one at that.
***
Around fifteen minutes later both Rekker and Bjorn were now padded along the warm sands towards the soothing sounds of the lapping waves. The ocean was like a pitch black void now staring back at them. It was so dark and menacing at night but Rekker wasn't phased. He just wanted to allow Bjorn to cool down because he knew the Swede wasn't used to this kind of heat.
"You can cool down now and stop being a demanding bitch."
The words were said with love though as Rekker padded into the waves dressed in just a pair of boardshorts because it was hot and he always wore them. Bjorn too had a pair on and just ended up throwing himself into the water because he was so hot.
"Ahhhh! That's better but-----cold now! The water is nice though---"
It was a bit of a shock to have cold water now immersed around his hot body but it was helping the Swede who was waist-deep in the water, now holding onto Rekker's hand. It was nice just the two of them in the dim light without anyone else around to harass them. No paparazzi, groupies or anyone else. Just the two of them taking a swim at three am.
The relief felt good!
"Thanks for bringing me here, babe. I felt like I was on fire back in the bed. You could have come into bed instead of falling asleep in that stupid ass chair though."
Bjorn now elbowing the Brit in the ribs playfully as Rekker just laughed, tipping some water onto Bjorn's bleached blond hair. A small shriek came from the Swede but no one around heard so it didn't matter if they were loud playing around in the water. The ginger then pulled his fiance into a hug, just enjoying the feel of him with the water lapping around both of them.
"Alright, sorry for falling asleep in the chair like an old man. Next time I'll jump on you and wake you up."
This would suit Bjorn.
Bjorn couldn't sleep at all. It was so fucking hot. LA was a bitch with the sun and heat at the best of times but now? The bands were suffering through an LA heatwave and the ones that were finding it hard the most were everyone except Hexed, who were used to this kind of heat. A few of the others but the Brits and Scandinavians were roasting. Bjorn now tossing off his bed sheets as he went to splash some water on his face in Rekker's bathroom. Where was the ginger anyway? What was the time? Bjorn checked a clock in the living area and it was flashing 03.00.
"Three in the fucking morning? Shit! It's so hot and I hate it!"
The loud Swede just yelling slightly louder than usual but not caring because he needed to chill off somewhere. It was driving him crazy because he was all sweaty and he hated sweating. It made him all stinky and it was just disgusting. Walking out into the garden the Swede found Rekker just sleeping in a chair with a guitar magazine on the floor beside him face down on the grass. The reason why the ginger was in a chair was because Bjorn had been drunk and had tumbled into bed less than an hour ago. Rekker had aimed to join his fiance but had just fallen asleep in the chair instead.
"Babe? Wake up, it's so hot!"
Bjorn shoving Rekker's arm, causing the ginger Brit to start and he knew that voice from anywhere. Offering a grumpy growl the Brit rubbed at his eyes, irritated he was woken up by the Swede.
"What do you want? Why don't you go back to bed? It's fucking three am."
The singer just huffed and crossed his arms. Then feeling even hotter by doing this, Bjorn just wiped at his forehead with his hand. How could anyone sleep in this infernal heat? Rekker pulling the singer close to kiss his lips softly. He knew how annoying Bjorn could be but he still loved his trashy blond.
"How about we take a cool dip in the ocean? No one will be there at three am so it'll be peaceful."
Bjorn nodded and craved coolness. Anything to stop becoming a human popsicle! A melted one at that.
***
Around fifteen minutes later both Rekker and Bjorn were now padded along the warm sands towards the soothing sounds of the lapping waves. The ocean was like a pitch black void now staring back at them. It was so dark and menacing at night but Rekker wasn't phased. He just wanted to allow Bjorn to cool down because he knew the Swede wasn't used to this kind of heat.
"You can cool down now and stop being a demanding bitch."
The words were said with love though as Rekker padded into the waves dressed in just a pair of boardshorts because it was hot and he always wore them. Bjorn too had a pair on and just ended up throwing himself into the water because he was so hot.
"Ahhhh! That's better but-----cold now! The water is nice though---"
It was a bit of a shock to have cold water now immersed around his hot body but it was helping the Swede who was waist-deep in the water, now holding onto Rekker's hand. It was nice just the two of them in the dim light without anyone else around to harass them. No paparazzi, groupies or anyone else. Just the two of them taking a swim at three am.
The relief felt good!
"Thanks for bringing me here, babe. I felt like I was on fire back in the bed. You could have come into bed instead of falling asleep in that stupid ass chair though."
Bjorn now elbowing the Brit in the ribs playfully as Rekker just laughed, tipping some water onto Bjorn's bleached blond hair. A small shriek came from the Swede but no one around heard so it didn't matter if they were loud playing around in the water. The ginger then pulled his fiance into a hug, just enjoying the feel of him with the water lapping around both of them.
"Alright, sorry for falling asleep in the chair like an old man. Next time I'll jump on you and wake you up."
This would suit Bjorn.