"You can throw shit at me if I get to sleep naked with you later." Mikkel's cheeks were even pinker than before but he had no shame about his attraction to Fredrik, even if it wasn't sexual. More, platonic love and flirting, or something. Mikkel wasn't really sure.
Then Mikkel was giggling. "I tried to get Sigurd to and ... he can't keep his hands off of me long enough to learn anything." Mikkel smirked and then shook his head. "Rekker is a music teacher. He's good at it, patient and knows how to explain things."
And Mikkel thought he was hot but that was not something he would say outloud.
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on 2022-04-22 09:10 pm (UTC)Then Mikkel was giggling. "I tried to get Sigurd to and ... he can't keep his hands off of me long enough to learn anything." Mikkel smirked and then shook his head. "Rekker is a music teacher. He's good at it, patient and knows how to explain things."
And Mikkel thought he was hot but that was not something he would say outloud.