Hjalmar Falkenberg (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
avlagsen_stjarna) wrote2022-01-10 02:00 pm
avlagsen_stjarna) wrote2022-01-10 02:00 pm
Hjalmar had quickly changed into something more appropriate for going out on the town with his new hairy Dane friend. Leather pants, a loose shirt and some boots. Were they going to get smashed on cocktails tonight? Hopefully. The Swede was now standing outside the entrance to the club just to the side smoking a cigarette as he watched the bouncer file in the party goers. Had it been an hour yet?
The guitarist drew on his cigarette and wondered what this Torden bloke was like. All the other Danes seem to look up to him like a father figure so who knew. But he seemed to be a cocky bastard and cheeky too. Hjalmar liked that. It would be a good night because the club they were going to accepted people from all walks of life since Hunter said it was LGBT friendly and had a good atmosphere. Erik and Hjalmar had shared drinks in here before along with Gilly, Weird, Mick and Hunter.
"Where are you, hairy boy?"
The guitarist drew on his cigarette and wondered what this Torden bloke was like. All the other Danes seem to look up to him like a father figure so who knew. But he seemed to be a cocky bastard and cheeky too. Hjalmar liked that. It would be a good night because the club they were going to accepted people from all walks of life since Hunter said it was LGBT friendly and had a good atmosphere. Erik and Hjalmar had shared drinks in here before along with Gilly, Weird, Mick and Hunter.
"Where are you, hairy boy?"
Torden took some time because he was not to be seen out without looking his best. Too many years as a model and looking for personal perfection. Since Mikkel was in for the night with Sigurd, Torden borrowed Rik's motorcycle to come down to the club.
He's in his usual, all leather; pants, jacket, cowboy boots. All black and no shirt. It was warm in LA who needed one anyway.
"Have you been waiting long?" He asks walking up to someone who matched the description the other Danes had given him of the guitarist.
He's in his usual, all leather; pants, jacket, cowboy boots. All black and no shirt. It was warm in LA who needed one anyway.
"Have you been waiting long?" He asks walking up to someone who matched the description the other Danes had given him of the guitarist.
Hjalmar heard the roar of the bike engine as he looked up from stubbing his finished smoke out on the ground. The man wore leather and no shirt, approaching the Swede asking the question. This must be the face to the name.
"Torden? Not really, no. Just smoking and waiting for you, hairy boy. Nice bike by the way. Is she yours?"
The Swede's eyes gazing over at the Ducati, noticing it was a fancy racing model. Most of the Danes seemed to own bikes which Hjalmar thought was fun. Sven owned a couple of bikes himself and most of the Harlots rode. The guitarist pushed back some of his thick black hair and then turned motioning to the club.
"Shall we go in?"
"Torden? Not really, no. Just smoking and waiting for you, hairy boy. Nice bike by the way. Is she yours?"
The Swede's eyes gazing over at the Ducati, noticing it was a fancy racing model. Most of the Danes seemed to own bikes which Hjalmar thought was fun. Sven owned a couple of bikes himself and most of the Harlots rode. The guitarist pushed back some of his thick black hair and then turned motioning to the club.
"Shall we go in?"
"Hjalmar?" Torden figures he is once the other musician starts to approach him. "No. Mine's back in Denmark. She's my... a friend's bike."
No need to get into his brother's ex's bike. Ollie was partially to blame for the Dane bike obsession but none of them minded. Torden looks back at the bike and thinks maybe all the Danes should go out for a ride together.
"After you." Torden motioned since the Swede was the one who choose this place.
No need to get into his brother's ex's bike. Ollie was partially to blame for the Dane bike obsession but none of them minded. Torden looks back at the bike and thinks maybe all the Danes should go out for a ride together.
"After you." Torden motioned since the Swede was the one who choose this place.
"Yep, that's me. Guitarist for Skökorna and drunken bastard as my band mates call me."
The Swede smirked cheekily as they both entered through the guarded door and into the club which was already buzzing with good music. Several people stared at the two men as they walked towards the bar area. There were couples dancing, straight, gay, bisexual and whatever else. It was refreshing to go somewhere without being judged or the fear of having some asshole come up behind you to insult you.
"What's your poison, hairy boy? Cocktails you said? They do dirty themed ones here."
Hjalmar waving over the bar man.
The Swede smirked cheekily as they both entered through the guarded door and into the club which was already buzzing with good music. Several people stared at the two men as they walked towards the bar area. There were couples dancing, straight, gay, bisexual and whatever else. It was refreshing to go somewhere without being judged or the fear of having some asshole come up behind you to insult you.
"What's your poison, hairy boy? Cocktails you said? They do dirty themed ones here."
Hjalmar waving over the bar man.
"This whole town is drunken bastards. You're in good company."
Torden laughed a bit but does find it nice to see the variety of people in the place. The music is good too but not so loud you couldn't talk.
"Nordic Summer, but I doubt they've got the makings." He would be surprised if they did. "Otherwise, anything with vodka."
Years of hanging around with Ansgar had an effect on his drinking preferences.
Torden laughed a bit but does find it nice to see the variety of people in the place. The music is good too but not so loud you couldn't talk.
"Nordic Summer, but I doubt they've got the makings." He would be surprised if they did. "Otherwise, anything with vodka."
Years of hanging around with Ansgar had an effect on his drinking preferences.
"You're right there. Back at the hotel I think the only sober ones are that tall blond guitarist, the two old men and a few of the others. But all of us Harlots are booze whores. Our drummer makes his own gut rot back in his hotel room. That's Ivar."
Hjalmar wasn't sure if Torden knew all of the trashy Swedes so he was going to tell him anyway. Ordering whatever was closest to a Nordic Summer the guitarist ordered a Sex on the Beach for himself just because. He was in LA so why not?
"Vodka is a good choice. It's Ivar's go to and most of his gut rot is vodka made out of whatever shit he can use. Herbs and other stuff. Fredrik got so drunk once he phone the cops because he thought he'd been abducted by aliens. He was in his own bed the whole time."
Hjalmar wasn't sure if Torden knew all of the trashy Swedes so he was going to tell him anyway. Ordering whatever was closest to a Nordic Summer the guitarist ordered a Sex on the Beach for himself just because. He was in LA so why not?
"Vodka is a good choice. It's Ivar's go to and most of his gut rot is vodka made out of whatever shit he can use. Herbs and other stuff. Fredrik got so drunk once he phone the cops because he thought he'd been abducted by aliens. He was in his own bed the whole time."
It takes Torden a moment to work out who he's talking about but he eventually gets the names with the descriptions in his head. "Ivar needs to hang out with Ansgar. He hordes booze."
Literally, from Torden's experience. Anything grapefruit and lime would work since the Dane didn't hold out hope for them to have the spirits from back home here.
"Fredrik keeps getting smashed with Mikkel. He came in smashed out of his head and babbling about .. I think making out with your bassist." Torden wasn't quite sure but kissing was definitely in the discussion. It's good though for Mikkel to have people closer to his own age, other than family. "I think he's got a crush on your whole band."
Which had the Dane laughing before tasting his drink. Whatever it was, it was decent.
Literally, from Torden's experience. Anything grapefruit and lime would work since the Dane didn't hold out hope for them to have the spirits from back home here.
"Fredrik keeps getting smashed with Mikkel. He came in smashed out of his head and babbling about .. I think making out with your bassist." Torden wasn't quite sure but kissing was definitely in the discussion. It's good though for Mikkel to have people closer to his own age, other than family. "I think he's got a crush on your whole band."
Which had the Dane laughing before tasting his drink. Whatever it was, it was decent.
"He should. The man is a fucking genius at making really strong booze that tastes good. Some of it is gut rot but it saves on our booze bills at the end of the day."
Hjalmar knew how much some rock stars blew on booze and some of the bills could be astronomical. At least with their drummer making home made booze they didn't need to worry about going into stores to stock up on bottles. It was a win win.
"Fredrik? He's the baby of the band. A cheeky troublemaker. No wonder he's hanging out with the bratty Dane. That's what I've heard about Mikkel anyway. The tall blond with a giraffe neck?"
Didn't Sigurd say he had that? Either him or Sven. He did seem the type to crush on the next hot boy which caused the guitarist to laugh at a little. It was cute. Mikkel was a decent boy. As for the hairy Dane here in the bar? Well, what did he like?
"How about you, Torden? Do you have many hot men in your bed right now?"
Hjalmar knew how much some rock stars blew on booze and some of the bills could be astronomical. At least with their drummer making home made booze they didn't need to worry about going into stores to stock up on bottles. It was a win win.
"Fredrik? He's the baby of the band. A cheeky troublemaker. No wonder he's hanging out with the bratty Dane. That's what I've heard about Mikkel anyway. The tall blond with a giraffe neck?"
Didn't Sigurd say he had that? Either him or Sven. He did seem the type to crush on the next hot boy which caused the guitarist to laugh at a little. It was cute. Mikkel was a decent boy. As for the hairy Dane here in the bar? Well, what did he like?
"How about you, Torden? Do you have many hot men in your bed right now?"
"Ansgar might drink himbout of house and home." Torden sometimes worried about his friend but he also understood why the man did it. Torden wasn't a heavy drinker usually though he had his nights that got wild here and there.
"They seem to have a lot in common." He could see the boys getting into loads of trouble. "He's a brat but he's got a good heart under all the mouth."
Torden smirked at the question and set his drink down on the bar. "I have two.. three? lovers." What was the drummer anyway? He didn't know. "I've always had multiple partners but I'm open with everyone about it."
"They seem to have a lot in common." He could see the boys getting into loads of trouble. "He's a brat but he's got a good heart under all the mouth."
Torden smirked at the question and set his drink down on the bar. "I have two.. three? lovers." What was the drummer anyway? He didn't know. "I've always had multiple partners but I'm open with everyone about it."
Edited 2022-02-09 20:54 (UTC)
"I doubt he could since Ivar stores shit loads of bottles into every cupboard and case he can find. Under his bed he has around twenty or so bottles of his latest batch already. We've only been on the tour a few weeks and he's got that much already."
Hjalmar laughed and then took a sip of his drink. The guitarist could see Fredrik and Mikkel causing chaos being young cheeky boys. Erik was now a good friend of Hjalmar's having already fallen into the flowers drunk crushing them. They had to spend a whole day out in the sun planting new ones! Those old men watching them. Robert and Tom. Never mess with them.
"Three lovers? You dirty boy. I've had two in my bed at the same time but never three. I'm mostly a one boy lover these days though."
Torden was a lucky man having all those lovers but what about jealousy? He had to have some sort of system to deal with that.
Hjalmar laughed and then took a sip of his drink. The guitarist could see Fredrik and Mikkel causing chaos being young cheeky boys. Erik was now a good friend of Hjalmar's having already fallen into the flowers drunk crushing them. They had to spend a whole day out in the sun planting new ones! Those old men watching them. Robert and Tom. Never mess with them.
"Three lovers? You dirty boy. I've had two in my bed at the same time but never three. I'm mostly a one boy lover these days though."
Torden was a lucky man having all those lovers but what about jealousy? He had to have some sort of system to deal with that.
"We should introduce them and take bets." Torden grinned as he took another drink. "You should see how many bottles of vodka he has stashed in the room he shares with Mikkel."
Torden laughed coyly and winked at the guitarist. "I've never had them all in my bed at once. I travel constantly for modeling. I have a boyfriend in the two cities I'm always in."
The system Torden had was his charisma paired with his honesty with those he decided to spend time with. "I'm not sure what the Blixt drummer is up to but he's adorably demanding and sweet." The Dane knew that Lars had his eyes on Devon but Torden was going to enjoy his company while he had the young man's attention.
"What about you? Do you have your eyes on anyone?"
Torden laughed coyly and winked at the guitarist. "I've never had them all in my bed at once. I travel constantly for modeling. I have a boyfriend in the two cities I'm always in."
The system Torden had was his charisma paired with his honesty with those he decided to spend time with. "I'm not sure what the Blixt drummer is up to but he's adorably demanding and sweet." The Dane knew that Lars had his eyes on Devon but Torden was going to enjoy his company while he had the young man's attention.
"What about you? Do you have your eyes on anyone?"
"We should and I'd be up for starting some chaos with that. You're a busy guy then."
Hjalmar smirking as he took a deep gulp of his drink, admiring that the Dane was so honest about his love life. Why not? It was a good thing to be open and Torden seemed a friendly guy. As for who the Swede had eyes on? Well, that was a difficult one. He liked the look of a few of the band members but assumed they were all taken in one form or another.
"So far I like the look of that young blond Swede guitarist, Ulrik. I know he's dating a hot ginger girl though. Erik---he's my best friend so far and he's pretty cute. But I know he's got his older British driver, Robert. They are sweet together. Also, another is a British guitarist called Mick. He's with that tall Ziggy. I can look but that's about it."
Hjalmar knew they were all taken but he couldn't help but stare.
Hjalmar smirking as he took a deep gulp of his drink, admiring that the Dane was so honest about his love life. Why not? It was a good thing to be open and Torden seemed a friendly guy. As for who the Swede had eyes on? Well, that was a difficult one. He liked the look of a few of the band members but assumed they were all taken in one form or another.
"So far I like the look of that young blond Swede guitarist, Ulrik. I know he's dating a hot ginger girl though. Erik---he's my best friend so far and he's pretty cute. But I know he's got his older British driver, Robert. They are sweet together. Also, another is a British guitarist called Mick. He's with that tall Ziggy. I can look but that's about it."
Hjalmar knew they were all taken but he couldn't help but stare.
"Whenever you want." That would be a trashfire worth starting and watching burn. Ansgar became a loud mouthed mess when drunk, cheeky, and fun to be around but still a mess.
"They're not really my type but there's nothing wrong with looking." Torden shrugged before grinning. "I've seen the bassist girl around. She's pretty, petite, and looks scrappy. I bet she's a lot of fun in the bed and out of it."
Torden looked too but he's not about to start seducing people who didn't seem interested first.
"They're not really my type but there's nothing wrong with looking." Torden shrugged before grinning. "I've seen the bassist girl around. She's pretty, petite, and looks scrappy. I bet she's a lot of fun in the bed and out of it."
Torden looked too but he's not about to start seducing people who didn't seem interested first.
"Ivar and Ansgar getting drunk as fucking skunks. We need to film it or take photos. Someone in the groups must have a camera."
Hjalmar just loving to play pranks on people when he wasn't too trashed out of his skull on booze then he was the butt of the jokes then. Falling over was his thing as all of the Harlots knew. Sven in particular had to get his guitarist out of trouble when he ended up arrested for public indecency or pissing on someone's garden naked. It was a total shit storm when all the Harlots were drunk at once.
"There's another----Ulrik? A cute blond Swedish guitarist from Blixt but someone told me he's into ginger pussy. It's fucking cute."
Hjalmar just loving to play pranks on people when he wasn't too trashed out of his skull on booze then he was the butt of the jokes then. Falling over was his thing as all of the Harlots knew. Sven in particular had to get his guitarist out of trouble when he ended up arrested for public indecency or pissing on someone's garden naked. It was a total shit storm when all the Harlots were drunk at once.
"There's another----Ulrik? A cute blond Swedish guitarist from Blixt but someone told me he's into ginger pussy. It's fucking cute."
"Rik studied video and photography. I think... Aarne's Brit, too." There had to be more with a camera.
Torden nodded. "Isn't she Hexed's bassist. Mikkel has been talking my ear off about them." Torden started laughing because between Mikkel prattling on about Rekker and Lars talking about Devon he had amassed a lot of knowledge about Hexed very quickly. "Blixt has a thing for gingers, I think."
Torden nodded. "Isn't she Hexed's bassist. Mikkel has been talking my ear off about them." Torden started laughing because between Mikkel prattling on about Rekker and Lars talking about Devon he had amassed a lot of knowledge about Hexed very quickly. "Blixt has a thing for gingers, I think."
"Aarne's Brit is wild. I see him screaming down the hallways with his crazy Fin yelling cock and other lewd words. They must snort a shit load of coke."
Hjalmar thought it was a laugh and amusing since he snorted too much coke and drank like a fish. Sometimes, he was so drunk he could hardly stand on stage. Yet, he didn't think he had a problem as all rock stars drank didn't they?
"I think you're right. Fucking hot though. What about you? Do you like tall, dark and handsome men like me? I'm a drunk though. Everyone says."
The Swede just smirking as he drank some more of his booze, obviously flirting drunkenly with his new friend.
Hjalmar thought it was a laugh and amusing since he snorted too much coke and drank like a fish. Sometimes, he was so drunk he could hardly stand on stage. Yet, he didn't think he had a problem as all rock stars drank didn't they?
"I think you're right. Fucking hot though. What about you? Do you like tall, dark and handsome men like me? I'm a drunk though. Everyone says."
The Swede just smirking as he drank some more of his booze, obviously flirting drunkenly with his new friend.
"Rik says Aarne is like that even sober. I don't know about the Brit."
Torden drank but not to the extent of most here. He was more of a moderate and rarely touched drugs. However, he could laugh at the drunk antics though.
"I like a little bit of everything." Torden easily picks up on the flirting and turns his own charm on the Swede. "I've never tried tall, dark and drunk. How much different is it than short, blonde and drunk?"
He ordered another round of drinks and smiled at his flirtatious new friend. Torden was a horrible flirt.
Torden drank but not to the extent of most here. He was more of a moderate and rarely touched drugs. However, he could laugh at the drunk antics though.
"I like a little bit of everything." Torden easily picks up on the flirting and turns his own charm on the Swede. "I've never tried tall, dark and drunk. How much different is it than short, blonde and drunk?"
He ordered another round of drinks and smiled at his flirtatious new friend. Torden was a horrible flirt.
"The Brit seems just as fucking crazy as his Fin. Sex crazy hyperactive boys. Nothing wrong with that of course. My band mates keep telling me how reckless and crazy I get when drunk."
Drunk being Hjalmar's default mode since the guitarist didn't even know he had a problem. This Dane though---he seemed to be interested in whatever the fuck was going on right now. The new round of drinks was welcome as the trashed Swede picked up his glass.
"Short, blond and drunk? That's Ansgar? He seems a fun guy to be around. Rex likes him, doesn't he? The quiet bassist's brother. Another Brit."
Drunk being Hjalmar's default mode since the guitarist didn't even know he had a problem. This Dane though---he seemed to be interested in whatever the fuck was going on right now. The new round of drinks was welcome as the trashed Swede picked up his glass.
"Short, blond and drunk? That's Ansgar? He seems a fun guy to be around. Rex likes him, doesn't he? The quiet bassist's brother. Another Brit."
"They can keep up with each other." Torden imagined that had to be important for the two high energy, maybe highest energy, musicians of the tour. He nods at the reckless comment, feeling a wave of worry come over him regarding Ansgar. Maybe that is why he feels anything about Hjalmar?
"I've dated Ansgar off and on for years." Torden admitted and it was dating because they always sort of drifted back together when they were around each others. "Rex is a drunk too."
Not as bad as Ansgar, or this Swede, but he seemed to be drunk a lot too. Torden wondered if he should be worried about Ansgar being around another drunk.
"I've dated Ansgar off and on for years." Torden admitted and it was dating because they always sort of drifted back together when they were around each others. "Rex is a drunk too."
Not as bad as Ansgar, or this Swede, but he seemed to be drunk a lot too. Torden wondered if he should be worried about Ansgar being around another drunk.
"I bet they can. Oh? You're quite a ensamvarg aren't you? A maverick."
Hjalmar liked this already about the hairy Dane as he sipped at his drink, keeping his eyes on the handsome man he was drinking with. As for Rex being a drunk--maybe he was just over drinking to try and keep up with the other Danes and his love interest. Good luck with that. Not that it was Hjalmar's business what Rex and Ansgar got up to since he was focused on Torden.
"Have you ever slept with any Swedish men before?"
Hjalmar liked this already about the hairy Dane as he sipped at his drink, keeping his eyes on the handsome man he was drinking with. As for Rex being a drunk--maybe he was just over drinking to try and keep up with the other Danes and his love interest. Good luck with that. Not that it was Hjalmar's business what Rex and Ansgar got up to since he was focused on Torden.
"Have you ever slept with any Swedish men before?"
"I suppose." Torden shrugged. "Mostly, I don't care what other people think about what I do."
Which was true for the most part. He did care about his family and close friends but everyone else could mind their own business.
The question got a laugh from the Dane. "No. Are you looking to notch Dane off your checklist?"
Which was true for the most part. He did care about his family and close friends but everyone else could mind their own business.
The question got a laugh from the Dane. "No. Are you looking to notch Dane off your checklist?"
"Good answer that. Fuck everyone who thinks they can judge. Most think I'm just some fucking drunk but I'm more than just a guitarist who enjoys his booze. I like looking through my telescope at the stars and planets. I'm a stargazer when I'm not playing my guitar. Want to see it sometime? My telescope?"
The trashy drunk just giggled a little knowing full well what the innuendo suggested but Hjalmar was being serious too.
"Maybe. I've never been into the whole notch on the bedpost thing. More how many pairs of underwear I can collect from my lovers."
The trashy drunk just giggled a little knowing full well what the innuendo suggested but Hjalmar was being serious too.
"Maybe. I've never been into the whole notch on the bedpost thing. More how many pairs of underwear I can collect from my lovers."
"You are a drunk." Torden wasn't about to stay quiet after watching Ansgar act like this for years too. "Is that astronomy or a proposition?"
The older Dane laughed and took a drink. He was a natural flirt especially when the other person seemed receptive.
"You'll be out of luck with some. Not everyone wears anything under their pants." Torden usually did but he offered a teasing wink and a smirk with that comment. Let the guitarist wonder.
The older Dane laughed and took a drink. He was a natural flirt especially when the other person seemed receptive.
"You'll be out of luck with some. Not everyone wears anything under their pants." Torden usually did but he offered a teasing wink and a smirk with that comment. Let the guitarist wonder.
"Maybe I am but no one seems to complain about it much. Ivar makes us booze and we drink it. Sven is fine with me drinking as long as I can still stand and play guitar on stage. I don't like to get too smashed before going on performing."
Hjalmar was adamant in that. Playing guitar took concentration so he couldn't be too drunk for that. He just got wrecked coming off stage when it was all over instead.
"Kinky. I like a man who doesn't wear underwear. Easier access."
Was the dark-haired Swede trash? Yes, he was.
Hjalmar was adamant in that. Playing guitar took concentration so he couldn't be too drunk for that. He just got wrecked coming off stage when it was all over instead.
"Kinky. I like a man who doesn't wear underwear. Easier access."
Was the dark-haired Swede trash? Yes, he was.
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