Berwald knocked at Niels' door. It was time the Norwegian would pay him back for the last cocaine he had lent him, and knowing the man, he wouldn't have the money. Niels was bad to juggle between his priorities and the Swede was pretty sure he hadn't found the money yet.

Xxx

Niels had almost drifted off from Mathias' soft caresses before heard the knocks at the door. Assuming it was Mathias looking for something he forgot, Niels stumbled across the room and opened the door. His heart dropped at seeing Berwald. Shit he didn't have the money. "Wha' ya doin' 'ere?" he asked extremely drunk. His poor eyes couldn't even focus on the man.

Oh he knew very well why Berwald was here. But maybe the man would take pity on Niels for being so drunk. No doubt that was wishful thinking.

Xxx

"Ye know," Berwald coldly said, untouched by Niels' behaviours, "Ye still owe me over 1000 kroner," he added, taking out a paper from his pocket and looking closer to it, "In fact, ye owe me exactly 5000 kroner."

In fact, one bag of cocaine was normally a little less than 800 kroner.

Xxx

Niels' mouth went dry. There was no way he could get that much. "Why in god's name do I owe you THAT much." Niels hissed as he leaned heavily against the wall. The shock of the amount made his whole body shake. "Please, Berwald. For old time's sake..." his voice cracked.

He was utterly frightened. Not only that, but he had maybe a day's worth of cocaine left. How would he survive without it?

Xxx

"Interest," Berwald simply said. With time, Niels should have known how cold Berwald was with his clients. If they didn't pay immediately, Berwald was imposing them huge interests.

"Though, I'm ready t'lent ye 'nother bag if ye pay me 6000 kroner next week," he said, taking out a little bag of cocaine out of his pocket and putting it under the Norwegian's nose.

Xxx

"Six thousand kroner..." Niels almost cried, but his body wanted to jump at the bag and snort some of it now just from the stress of the situation. God how cruel Berwald could be? But Niels knew that if he found the right customers, he could make the money. Snatching it from Berwald's hands, he inspected it in case it a little less than standard. "I see..." Niels slurred. "Alright I will get you the 6000 by next week."

A not too bright idea past threw Niels drunken mind. Smiling wickedly he pushed himself off the wall and trailed one finger down Berwald's chest. "What if I serviced you.. an' you say take a thousand off?" he whispered wickedly. Niels knew that a hundred kroner could make or break him. When he came up short, he was always short a hundred kroner.

Xxx

"Niels," Berwald slowly said, not moving, "I'm married."

That's all he had to say before grabbing the Norwegian's wrists and coldly shove him away. In fact, prostitutes like Niels were repulsing him. If the Norwegian wasn't his client and former friend, he would never see him again.

"Six thousand by next week," he repeated, turning around and leaving, "or I'll add interests," he added, disappearing down the stairs.

Xxx

Quickly entering inside, Niels fumbled around and looked for his cell phone. He had already decided he would work tonight. Though he was quite drunk and had almost fallen asleep. Rolling down his list he looked for a client that would be awake at this time and might want his services. Picking out three probable names he texted to see if they were up for a rowdy night, or something raunchy along those lines. While waiting, Niels raided the dirty clothes bin for the cleanest clothes he could find.

Damn it, if it wasn't for Mathias he would have clean clothes for his job. He eventually settled on a pair of Eirik's pants that were too small and clung to his body painfully and one of his buttoned down shirts. What the younger brother didn't know wouldn't kill him. Most importantly, he sat down and unloaded the rest of his coke from the lighter bag and took it all. Niels sighed in relief as he felt the sluggishness disappear and his worries along with it.

Moments later, his cell phone vibrated. He had a customer.

Xxx

Mathias could feel the tension at work. Even if he would try to concentrate on his study or be as far as possible from Niels, placing away books in the shelves, he could still feel an unpleasant charge between them and it would make the Dane a bit depressed. The exams week went by and Mathias almost didn't feel it. He would work, try to study with beers down the throat, fall asleep and try to make concentrate on his finals. When he wasn't in his exams, his mind would always wander on Niels.

It was literally killing him.

Though, the farther he tried to keep himself from the Norwegian, the closer he felt he was being to him. He had promised he would keep trying to win the Norwegian, but after his defeat, he wanted a little break. Though, he couldn't do it.

On Thursday, while they were both working together, Mathias stepped behind the other male while he was busy pushing the trolley down the alleys and gently grabbed his shoulders, pressing his thumbs into his tensed muscles and massaged him without a word. He would work his thumbs up his necks and down his shoulder blades, feeling some really tenses spots and pushing on them.

Xxx

Niels was sore. On Monday he had serviced all three men he had texted. One of them had been an older one that seemed to have distanced himself from Niels. When he received his text the man took an interest in Niels and the man liked long and rough sex. Niels was sleeping with the man every night now. But luckily he had left for some city further north, giving his ass and thighs a break. Then again... it wasn't so lucky because Niels was 800 kroner off. His plan was to freelance the next two days and see if his English client was up for something special again with his cousin. That had paid him handsomely. But Berwald's deadline was crawling up on Niels quickly and it made him worry.

So when Mathias came up behind him and needed his shoulders, Niels almost doubled over in relief. He sat there hunched over his trolley, his leaning against Mathias' groin in a non-sexual way, as he drooled from the massage. Niels couldn't help it, his shoulders and had been so tense that it was giving him back problems. Mathias had to be sent from god. Niels hissed as the Dane pressed down on his knots. Even though it hurt it felt so good.

Xxx

"Damn babe," Mathias hissed as he rolled one arm around the Norwegian's waist and leaned to give himself more strength to press on his knots and rubs his sore skin and muscles, "What's happenin' to ye? Stressed from school, huh?" he whispered, leaning back up to make long and strong movements with his hands.

Mathias was even more oblivious of everything that was happening in the Norwegian's life. The more days passed, the less he would suspicious of him. He was that innocent, and he couldn't understand how a man who would simply work at a library and technically in a gas station while studying and all could have all of these knots and back pain.

The Dane kept the caresses, rubs, stokes and massages during several minutes. Oh yes, Niels was looking Godly sexy like this, leaned on the trolley and being so vulnerable, but it was no time to do anything anyway… and he didn't know if he even should. He would love to find the same Niels he had with him at the beach, right before he confessed… Oh, he had screwed everything up there, it had been so perfect right before that…

But he didn't want to think about it and chased the idea and tried to think about something else while Niels was sexily wiggling and moaning under his touch.

Xxx

"Not exactly." Niels gasped just Mathias thumbs ran down his back, his finger tips grazing his sides. The action caused his skin to ripple in goose bumps. Swallowing thickly, Niels began to wonder if he could trick Mathias sleeping with him for money. But from last week, he knew that would be bad and he wouldn't gain a dime and just rip Mathias' poor heart apart.

Too bad, he would love to do things with Mathias besides a simple, basic blowjob. Grinning widely he ground his hips against Mathias before straightening up and pulling his shirt back down. As if nothing had happened, Niels picked up a book and placed it in its slot. Moving a piece of stray hair that had fallen in his face, Niels added, "I'm always up for coffee right after work."

Xxx

Mathias sighed and gave the other man a gentle grin, "Fine, let's do that," the Dane said, giving the Norwegian one last stroke on the back and returned to the front desk to push further his studies. He nervously replaced his pants and tried to calm his arousal down, which he knew was slowly coming. Damn that Norwegian for being so sexy from just a massage.

They kept working until they closed and headed for the same café as usual. The Dane ordered a meal he tried to share with Niels along with a coffee.

"How are ye lately? And how 'bout yer bro?" the Dane asked, taking a bite of his sandwich while having kept a good safe speaking distance with the Norwegian. It wasn't easy, but he was somewhat trying to make things look normal between them. Oh yes, he wanted to cuddle, to caress, to touch him in private places and eventually get laid with him, but he wouldn't. Some girls had tried this tactic on Mathias in the past to get his attention, and normally, it worked. Playing the ignorant, almost the uninterested even if he was craving for the Norwegian...

Xxx

Niels ate a little more than he usually would, which was all of Mathias' fries. He hadn't managed to really eat between work and studying. But when Mathias asked about his little brother, he stopped becoming curious on why he was asking about his brother. "Uh... I haven't really talked to him." he admitted. He'd seen Eirik briefly whom commented that he had found 500 kroner which he used to refill the fridge and cupboards. Niels didn't remember ever losing 500 kroner, but he had been so drugged up lately that anything was possible. But it sure could have been more useful if he had given it to Berwald.

But he put that behind him when he began to stroke Mathias thigh. It was flirtatious, but Niels wasn't planning on doing anything with the man that night. Well maybe a blowjob like last time. That wasn't too bad, and Mathias had already received two. Niels hardly believed the Dane could become heartbroken from such a deal.

Xxx

He had somewhat predicted Niels would try to get something out of the Dane like this, by touching him and all, but Mathias acted as nothing was happening. He kept eating his sandwich and gave Niels an innocent grin, "What are ye planning to do during the winter break?" he asked, trying to keep his mind away from the hand on his thigh.

He was such a hypocrite. Well, both were, but in Mathias' mind, it was boiling. WHY?! was the only word resonating in his head. Why would he act like this when they had gotten a so good time at the beach? And hadn't he told him he didn't want to engage into a real relation? But why would he keep being such a whore with him?! There was nothing to understand…

But he didn't let anything appear on his face.

Xxx

Disappointment flooded his veins as he noticed that Mathias was no longer affected by his touch. Or, at least he was acting. There was no doubt that Mathias wasn't sitting there enjoying his light caresses. But what was with the sudden change. He supposed that the incident at the beach changed everything. And the way Mathias grinned at him as he asked about what he was doing over Christmas break made Niels blood boil.

Instead of stopping, Niels feigned indifference as well as he kept his hand wondering. Unless Mathias told him to stop he wouldn't. "Work." Niels answered truthfully. Christmas time was his busy season... oddly. It was like people became more godless that time of the year and were in need of a prostitute to pass their lonely Christmas. "What about you, Mathias? Do you have any plans?"

Xxx

Still acting as nothing was happening as Niels' hand kept wandering on his thigh, Mathias finished his sandwich, "Prolly gonna visit my family," he said, rubbing his hands together and silently sighed, "If I got the money," he added, slightly frowning. He probably would, but still. If things continued the way they were, he would be short on money to get back in Denmark for the Christmas Eve, but he would manage to do it. He still wanted to see his mother and older siblings. He didn't really cared about the younger ones since he didn't know them that much and well, he wanted to assure himself he dad wasn't doing stupid things. This man was the best man he had ever known, but under alcohol, he became Satan.

And he had witnessed enough stuff when he lived in Denmark to support more of this.

Resting his chin in his hand, Mathias grinned, "Yeah, and finding gifts for six siblings isn't that easy," he chuckled.

And that damned hand…

Xxx

"Oh I'm sure it will be quite hard." Niels mocked in a singsong voice as he moved his hand higher than he should have allowed. Niels could feel that Mathias was reacting to his touches. But the man still had such a neutral expression. Okay now that was annoying. But Niels kept his content smile as he kept touching. "You know, if you don't make it back to Denmark, you can have Christmas with me and Eirik." he invited the man.

Actually, now that he thought about it. Sometime during the week Eirik had suggested this idea. But Niels was hyped up on crack and had forgotten the whole ordeal. But damn why wasn't he reacting? He thought maybe they could create a once a week schedule. Oh right, Mathias didn't see himself as a client. Knowing that he was being rejected was maddening.

"What do you think about that? I would be much easier to pick two presents versus six." he added hastily.

Xxx

Trying to focus on Niels' words instead on his hand grazing on his slowly reacting body, a gentle smile grew on his face, "Really?" he asked, thinking about it a moment. Well, he would still try to see his family around Christmas, but he would love to pass the holidays with Niels and his brother… especially if he could have some quality time with the Norwegian. But he didn't want to give his answer yet even if it would be a complete YES!

"I'll think 'bout it," he said, "But it sounds great," he still admitted. But damn, he would like to say something brighter, anything, but his brain was migrating down and it was infinitely annoying; though, he wanted to win this battle, and he would. Keeping a soft smile, the only thing he could think about to say to help him forget about his arousal was "Damn, I can't wait for the school to be over…"

Xxx

Sighing in defeat, Niels retracted his hand and stood rapidly. He couldn't dick around all night with an unrelenting Mathias. Dragging a hand threw his hair he took a ragged breath. "I can't either." he answered lamely, returning to his cool self. But he gave the man a small smile, "I know that Eirik and I would be happy to see you. But I have to go. Work calls."

With that he left Mathias and headed home where he changed out of his clothing quickly. He mentioned to Eirik, whom was on the couch that he asked Mathias for him. Then he proceeded his night corralling. Each client that he was with, he kept thinking back to Mathias. He wasn't doing the whole fantasizing that he was with another man. No, he just couldn't help but feel frustrated that he Mathias had resisted him.

How long had it been since a man had brushed aside his touches? He couldn't remember the last time.

Xxx

Mathias had to take out the little frustration out by jerking off when back home. He was still glad he had fought against Niels' charms tonight, it had proven to him he was invited for their little Christmas eve; well, maybe even if he hadn't resisted he would have been, but he preferred to congratulate himself over that fact.

The two last days of finals went by and the Dane was finally relieved of them when he woke up late in the afternoon on Saturday. Though, he was still pretty sure he wouldn't pass them. He had that very bad feeling down his gut, but now that it was finished, he was more than relieved.

The landlord called him for a few more things to fix in the block, which lasted until after dinner where he went to take a shower and decided to pass see at Niels' apartment. Either if he was there or not, or maybe his brother, he simply wanted to pass and see if things went right there. Last time he had passed, there was no food around and he hoped the money he had left had been used well.

And lately, with his work at the library and the carpentry, Mathias had been able to keep money and pay some debts he had over the banks and had some extra he had maybe some ideas on how to use it. Not for himself, obviously…

And thus, he took his car and went downtown to knock at Niels' door.

Xxx

Eirik, once again surprised by someone knocking at the door he got up from the couch and quietly walked over to the door. His brother was sleeping in his bed at the moment. He stumbled in about 8 am that morning looking like utter crap. Niels now had an unnatural paleness and dark circles around his eyes. Eirik gave up his bed, saying he'd much rather be out in the living room. With the window now fixed, it wasn't an issue to be out there anymore.

Swinging the door open, Eirik smiled when he saw Mathias. "You always seem to show up at the wrong time. Niels is sleeping." he explained but allowed him to enter just the same. "Be quiet, he's a real light sleeper."

When they were both settled on the couch, Eirik turned on the TV. in hopes of drowning out their voices. "So what's up?" he said with a light suspicion.

Xxx

Mathias had noticed the last time he had came over the couch springs were a tad hard, but he hadn't pay attention to it, "What happened?" he asked the boy with a cocked eyebrow. Still sleeping at this hour? Well, Mathias would once in a while sleep in really late, but still.

The Dane looked around the apartment and sighed. His eyes stared at the repaired window and he got a corner smile, "Yeah, I'll need to finish that,"he mumbled more to himself, "What he say?" he asked. He couldn't un-ask, he still wanted to know how Niels had reacted at the window if he couldn't have seen it by himself…

Xxx

Eirik leaned back trying to get comfortable. "I don't know. Don't ask me." he answered snappishly. He was starting to become concerned over his brother. At first it was just once or twice a week that Niels would come home late. But now it was every day of the week. And he always looked terrible. "He just came home as usual and I find him passed out on the couch as usual. Told him to go sleep in my room. He looked absolutely awful." he recounted.

Mathias seemed to look worried but Eirik got the Dane off the topic by adding, "I told him the land lord fixed the window as soon as he woke that day. Keeping it a secret like you told me. He did say it was about damn time the fat ass got off his ass and fix it. So he must be grateful."

Standing up Eirik headed into the kitchen. "I made coffee, I'll fix you a mug." he was curious still as to why Mathias was here. Surely his brother would tell him when he slept and didn't... or something..

Xxx

While Eirik was in the kitchen, Mathias looked at the of the cupboards full of food and smiled. Oh well, he was grateful the money he had let them have served for that. He shouldn't be worried in the first place; whatever they would have done with the money, the Dane was sure they were able to spend it wisely. He sighed in relief and stood, looking around the living room. It wasn't of his business, but he felt like he had to help them. He couldn't help his own family; in fact, he didn't want to. It was a tad selfish of him, but whenever he would try to help them, he father would use the money to buy more alcohol. If he gave the money to his mom, his father would eventually find out and beat the crap out of her or yell after her until she was broken down.

"Niels normally sleeps on the couch, huh?" the Dane said, receiving an approving nod from the younger brother. Damn… basically, couches weren't the most comfortable thing to sleep on, and knowing they served for everyone's ass to sit on, Niels, in the end, had no real bed of his.

A stupid idea passed into Mathias's mind.

"Eirik, what about ye come with me," he said, looking at his wristwatch and nodded, "yeah, and ye choose a new couch to replace this one?" he said, giving the boy a cocky smirk.

Xxx

Eirik stood up in surprise. "A couch?" he said relatively slowly. He looked Mathias over to make sure he wasn't pulling his leg. There was a genuine smile on the Dane's lips, so Eirik decided to believe him. "You know if you buy us a couch I won't be able to cover that up," he pointed out at he grabbed his coat. But... then again Niels didn't pay attention to much. His brother hadn't even really bother to notice the food that was now in the cupboards. Eirik calmed himself by thinking Niels simple ate out.

"Couches are expensive." he stated once more, but not trying to get the man to change his mind. No, Eirik said it in a matter of fact voice. "And you don't look like you're made of money."

Xxx

Mathias laughed, zipping back his coat and walked to the door, "I am not," he said, opening the door as they stepped out, leaving a sleeping Niels alone, "I just… don't like to have too much money on me…" he said slowly as they stepped down the stairs to the underground parking. It was very true… Mathias never liked having too much money on him, otherwise he would be the one spending it like a retard and regretting it. And so, he preferred a lot more to spend it to give early Christmas presents to people who probably needed more money than he did. Mathias was far from rich, in fact, he had still some debts to cover up, an apartment to pay and stuff, but he still cared for Niels despite their failed date…

And if he couldn't get him to like him now, he could try and build things up with stuff.

And so, Eirik and he found themselves in a furniture store, looking for couches. Mathias spotted some hide-a-bed couches and proposed Eirik to pick one of them. Even if he didn't have that much money, the Dane still wanted quality for the Norwegian, and thus, they picked a comfortable and practical one over a cheap one. The couch would be delivered during the week, and so until then, Niels would know anything about it.

"What if… we go in a video game store and ye pick a game for yer console?" the Dane said, looking at his wristwatch as they stepped out of the store.

Xxx

Eirik cracked a big smile. Niels had been promising for two weeks to buy him one, but he had yet to deliver. He would have bought it with the kroner he had found, but food was needed in the house and not video games. "Really?" he asked surprised. But soon they were standing in front of game store and Eirik instantly knew what he wanted.

It didn't take long for him to find his game. When he saw the price tag he backed off instantly and found another one that was used. He couldn't suck all of Mathias' money away. Unlike his brother, Eirik was very money conscious. With the game in hand, he asked "When the couch is delivered and stuff, you should come over and play this with me."

Xxx

Messing with the younger boy's hair, Mathias laughed, walking back to the car, "I'm no good at that stuff," he laughed, but shrugged, "Yeah, sure I will! Only if we stay up all night and fight the Sandman, right?!" he joked, stepped in the car and leaving back to the boy's place. He didn't go back up with him and simply left him in front of the block's door.

"Take care Eirik," he said, winking and left as sure as the boy had passed the door. It was such a shame people like this were to live in such a dump. Mathias should have been the one living there with all the misery he had been used to, not them. Sincerely, even if his own apartment looked like a dump, it was a good place; he had never lived in such luxury in years. Well, he probably did before his mom got the brilliant idea of building a huge family, but he was too young to remember. His second sibling was five years younger than him and all the ones after were following with two or three years. During the two years the Dane had been living in Norway, his mother had been pregnant and given birth to his seventh sibling and knowing his mom, she probably was pregnant now for yet again for the eighth time.

Mathias loved children though and he really wished he would have his own family someday… but not like this. He knew was living his misery meant and he didn't want anyone he knew to live it.

Late in the evening, standing down Niels' apartment building, Berwald sent him a text saying 'Come down with my money'. He knew the Norwegian didn't like him to come and simply show his face to his younger brother.

Xxx

Niels had just woken when his phone vibrated. A chill went down his spine when he saw the name. He had gotten so close to the quota of money he needed, but had came up short 200 kroner. For a few moments he thought, 'Berwald would let him off the hook' but that was a lie and he knew it. Pulling on some clothing he exited Eirik's room to see his brother playing some game. At the moment he didn't have the mind to ask where his brother had gotten it. He was jittery and sick to the stomach knowing what could possibly happen.

He clenched his big wad of money before stating, "I'll be right back." in a very hallow voice.

Walking down the stairs, he saw Berwald leaning against his vehicle and glaring him down. It was written all over Niels' face, he didn't have the money. Clearing his throat he spoke as calmly as he could. "I only have 5800." he handed the wad to the man, unsure of what was going to be said or done.

Xxx

Berwald looked down at the money and slightly frowned. Oh, he wasn't surprised. He simply knew how irresponsible Niels could be and it was obvious he wouldn't have the money.

Taking out yet another bad of cocaine of his jacket's pocket, Berwald threw it at the Norwegian and opened his car's door, "Brin' me the double nex' week," he simply said, giving the man a serious stare. Oh, Niels knew what it meant; Berwald had strong connection with the black market and he could send people down to Niels' place to beat the crap out of him if he didn't make what Berwald wanted him to do.

Then, he left Niels alone on the sidewalk as his car rolled away.

Xxx

Niels felt the air being sucked out of his lungs. There was no way he could get that much... his library job was paying him on Monday, but he used that to pay the rest and their utilities. He knew what Berwald meant and if he didn't get his money there was no way Berwald would ever leave him in a state that he could get the money. So Niels really didn't have any choice to sacrifice his next honest pay check for drugs.

Thank god it was Christmas break. If Niels was lucky he might be able to make a fraction of the money back. So at least Eirik wouldn't be thrown out onto the streets, but the electric bill and heat were another story. Niels knew no matter how many men or women he slept with, he would never get enough to pay for them. It made him feel sick. Niels couldn't think of how he was going to feed Eirik for the next week.

Picking up the bag at his feet, he should have told Berwald he wouldn't be taking any this week. His heart hammered at the thought. There was no way he could tell Berwald such a thing because he needed this stuff. Stuffing it in his coat pocket, Niels left the parking lot, feeling numb and scared.

Xxx

Early in the week, Mathias called his mother to inform her that he wouldn't be in Denmark for the Holidays, that he didn't have the money to go, which was very true in a way. But even with the lack of money, the Dane didn't want to go.

He noticed his own fridge was getting low in stock and received his own bills from the last month's payment; well, he would really have to find a real carpentry job in the end and very certainly have to leave his relaxing job at the library. Working in carpentry, Mathias was almost sure to become rich! Well, student-wise rich. But damn it, he didn't want to work in there… but he supposed he needed to make sacrifices if he wanted a decent life style during his studies. And so, he went the streets to find himself some little job and found a chief carpenter who needed apprentice to renew a church for Christmas. With this, Mathias would be able to keep his job at the library during the evening and work all day at the church. The Dane was not apprentice, but this, his boss didn't need to know.

He would earn around 2400 kroner a day for an entire week, until the 24th. The first day went alright and he used his pay to fill his fridge. At the library, Niels seemed even more tensed than usual, but Mathias didn't dare to ask him why… maybe some family problems… After all, as he had understood from Eirik, nothing was really great between them.

Mathias rapidly found out that he needed to get himself back in shape on his second day at the church. Damn, he would always get back home with sore muscles and headaches. In Denmark, he had worked as his father's apprentice during three years and he could do his entire days without even sitting back home, though, being in Norway so long and not moving like he used to, he would feel the laziness hit him back in the face.

On the evening, at the library, he simply felt like sitting and dying, though, Niels looked a lot worse than him; he was pale and looked like he hadn't sleep for days. Noticing, the Dane sorely pushed himself up from the computer and gently went to massage the Norwegian's back. Damn it, his biceps were hissing at him, but he didn't care.

Xxx

Niels had been working hard at getting the money he needed. Everything below his waist ached with so much pain that Niels didn't want to move and stock the shelves with books. Not to mention he was fighting desperately to keep his eyes open. When Mathias snuck up behind him and started to massage his back, Niels gave a hum of approval but nothing more. Leaning on his trolley like last time, he closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Mathias' hands.

Everything felt wonderful and warm, as he let his mind unwind and this only on the tense muscles that were being worked out. Sighing in relief he found himself slipping asleep right there. But he hardly had the will power to stay awake. It just felt good and soothing. Before he knew it the world went dark and then rushing up to meet him. Niels' eyes flung open just in time to catch himself from crashing to the floor. Looking back with his blood shot eyes he noticed that Mathias had a worried look.

"I'm sorry I'm just tired." his voice sounded weak as he began to fight off sleep again. Unfortunately, that required Mathias to stop massaging him. Straightening up, he took a few books and placed them in place and continued his work. He felt so shaky standing there. If Mathias weren't working that night, Niels would have taken just a smidge of cocaine, enough to make him alert. But now he was rationing, trying to get it to last longer than usual. Niels just wanted to find a warm place to lie down and sleep.

Xxx

"Hey babe…" Mathias softly spoke as he removed the books from Niels' hands and gently rubbed his back, "Relax…"

He really didn't like the Norwegian's look. His heart was painfully twisting every time he would catch a glimpse of his red tired eyes. He really wondered what the man was doing with his days to be shaken like that, but he wasn't sure he wanted to know to be honest.

Looking around, Mathias took the Norwegian in his arms like a child and slowly walked up the stairs to the study where people were never going during the evening anyway, and put Niels on a little couch there. "Get some rest… please…" he whispered as he gave a serious and tender took at the man, stroking his cheek as he straightened back up, "I'll get the work done…"

And leaning to leave a soft kiss on the man's cheek, he left back down to clumsily continue the Norwegian's work. He almost regretted having taken the man in his arms as he rotated his sore shoulder and tiredly dropped his arms on his side, silently hissing in pain. And yet, he had to lift his arms to put the books away… It was stupidly funny…

Xxx

Niels laid there shock for a moment. It didn't make sense to him that Mathias allowed him to sleep on the job. But his eyes shut before Mathias made it around the corner out of his view. He slept like a dead man, not dreaming an ounce. But throughout the whole sleep, he felt hot and feverish, as if he couldn't get warm. It was as if his body was resisting sleep and worrying about the 12000 kroner he now owed Berwald.

But in the end, even that feverish worry was brushed aside by sleep. When he woke up, he found himself covered by his own coat and Mathias'. The Dane clearly had came back to check on him at one point. Looking around he realized the whole library had gone dark. It was after hours. Climbing off the couch he made his way to the check desk where he saw Mathias in the light of the computer. Passing a clock he noticed it was already ten at night. He should have been leaving his house to find people and money by now.

Trying to not think about the money he was already losing that night, he instead walked over to the counter and smiled warmly at Mathias. "Thank you." he whispered quietly. The two of them could get into big trouble for staying at their work after hours, but he doubt anyone would notice. In fact getting in trouble was the furthest in Niels' mind. He felt something warm clutch his chest when he looked at Mathias. Swallowing thickly he looked away.

Xxx

Mathias looked back at Niels who looked a whole lot more relaxed than earlier. He had still caught up some four or five sleeping hours, which were good even if the Dane had absolutely no clue of how many hours Niels lacked of sleep, "No problem babe," he simply said back, giving the Norwegian a beaming smile as he shut down the computer, "Ready to go then?" he said, walking around to counter to take his coat and followed Niels out the library as they locked the door behind.

"Want me to get ye back home?" he asked, ready to walk to Niels' place instead of already getting into his car and go back to his own place. He was really worried about the man to be honest… and well, he still hoped to have some more quality time with him. The longer time he would pass away from him, the more he missed him, making him feel a tad depressed. But he kept his friendly smile and couldn't hold himself from lifting a hand and caress the man's cheek despite his crying muscles.

Xxx

Lightly, Niels brought up his hand and cover Mathias'. His heart beat a little quicker than it should. Niels imagined it was because he felt so grateful. This man had done something that meant a lot to Niels, and he probably didn't know it. The caresses on his cheek were proof of the feelings Mathias no doubt had for Niels. As a reward, he took the man's hand and whispered, "Ya, walk me home."

Niels didn't let go of Mathias' hand. Just like at the beach, he enjoyed the innocent touch. Even though he knew he should be worrying about the money, it was completely out of his mind. Instead, he kept a small smile on his lips as they walked silently to his apartment.

Xxx

Mathias was glad that, for the time being, he was rediscovering the Niels he had met at the beach. His heart was beating fast and loud and he believed that the other man could hear him. They kept their distance and slowly during the walk they got closer and closer, keeping their hands enlaced with each other hanging between them. And Mathias didn't simply accompany him to the front door but got up the stairs with him and stopped in front of his door. Before Niels could disappear behind the door after opening it, Mathias slowly reached back for his hand and pulled on it to make Niels turn around.

Giving him a soft grin as his heart was pounding in his ears, Mathias leaned forward to aim for a kiss.

But before he would be rejected, he silently whispered, "Please, tell me whenever I am allowed," and leaned back, stroked the Norwegian's cheek and left. On his way back to his car, Mathias felt light but with still a point of guilt. Though… he was happy.

Xxx

It was weird. Niels had almost relented and allowed Mathias to kiss him. But, he knew if the man had leant in he would have said no. The fact he was asking for permission made Niels smile and wanted to reward the man for respecting his bubble. But he couldn't sit there and enjoy the feel good feelings he had roaring in his stomach.

No, Niels had to come back to reality which was work, sex, and drugs. It wasn't a pretty picture and no matter how good Mathias had made him feel that night, he still had to go back to reality. Slipping inside, he frowned to see that Eirik had decorated the whole place with Christmas ornaments that were broken and not working stuff that people threw away. But it still it looked nice. He quickly got dressed and headed out without saying a word.

The next morning, Niels woke to the sound of Eirik singing to Christmas songs. All of which were in English. Covering his head he growled. After his time with Arthur's cousin, he couldn't stand the sound of English music. Usually Eirik was quiet until he woke up, but he guessed that the teen was tired of being bored.

Grabbing his phone he looked at the time. It was only noon and he had come in at six. Better than nothing, he concluded before flipping the phone open and writing a simple text. 'Hi' that's all that Niels could think of to text to Mathias. It stupid and lame and he felt his cheeks heat up for the lack of a better message.

Xxx

On the building site, Mathias was painting a wall with a first layer of white with a long stick when his pocket vibrated, causing him to jump in surprise. Keeping the roll on the wall, he fetched his cell phone with one hand and blinked at the name. Though, he couldn't help but make a large genuine smile at the simple 'Hi' Niels had written him. One of the old guy noticed and shouted to the Dane "Yer girlfriend huh?!" and Mathias laughed, nodding not to give more explanations and rapidly texted a 'hi babe hope u do fine 2day'

He fought the urge to write more and even maybe call him to speak, but he was kinda busy now and being caught texting while he was supposed to work wasn't good for money. He rapidly hid his phone back in his pocket and a bit distracted he went back to paint the wall.

Xxx

Niels was stepping out of the shower when he looked at the phone reading it. Even though he was soaking wet and not exactly clothed, he sat on the couch and thought on what to text Mathias back. Niels felt so awkward, unsure on what to say or do, usually he texted clients with huge sexual innuendos and never a simple conversation. Truth be told, out of Mathias, Niels had no friends. And that's if you counted Mathias as a friend.

Last night had been a great night for Niels. He had met up with Arthur and he brought two cousins and well easy to say he made well over 5000 kroner. Though he was exhausted after that session, so, technically, he could take the day off or relax most of the day. Picking up his phone Niels texted back, 'Want to do something today?'

In the back of his mind he couldn't help but wonder if he should be asking Mathias to do something with him. Should he allow himself to cross into this territory? Quickly he added a new text, 'with you me and Eirik?' That was better. With his brother there it couldn't be a date, just a normal outing.

Xxx

Almost an hour later, Mathias received another text and rapidly read it, almost immediately receiving the other one. He smiled yet again and put his phone back in his pocket. Something to do with the brothers… The Dane had no real clue at the moment and went back to finish a part of the wall he was painting. Rapidly taking back his phone before someone could notice, Mathias texted the Norwegian back 'Wanna see a movie?' and rapidly hid his phone back.

His stomach was happily twisting. He was way too happy that Niels was proposing himself first to do something with him. Oh yeah, Eirik would be there, but he really loved the kid, so he didn't mind. But Niels… He felt like a stupid fangirl at the moment, though, his face kept showing his stupid smile and guys with him began to ask him questions about his girlfriend, was had she told him for he was so happy and stuff and yet, Mathias had to say stupid half-true stuff.

Xxx

Seeing Mathias' text, Niels smiled contently. He sent a text back with a simple 'yes' before getting off the couch and pulling on some clothing. Barging into Eirik's room he turned off the annoying American carols which caused a bunch of protests from Eirik. "We're going to a movie tonight with Mathias." he stated coolly.

"Really?" Eirik asked in disbelief. It was weird, originally the boy believed that his brother was dating Mathias, but after a few weeks of never hearing of them doing anything, Eirik began to change his mind. But this was momentous news. One, Niels was doing something with Mathias, and two, Niels was doing something for himself. "I'll be ready." he answered indifferently before his brother left his room.

Niels went back into the living room and looked at himself in the mirror. He looked like shit. Too thin, too pale, and his expression just screamed what he was. There wasn't anything about Niels that looked healthy. Before he knew it, he sneezed and almost at once, his nose began to profusely bleed. Cursing loudly, Niels grabbed toilet paper and tried to stop the bleeding. By the time it stopped, there was a pile of soaked wads on the sink and he looked even paler.

Taking a shaky breath to calm himself, Niels chided that he didn't need to look good for Mathias. It was a foolish act and nothing was going to start between the two of them. Turning from the mirror, he headed over to his phone to see if Mathias texted a time.

Xxx

By the time Niels had some back to see his phone, Mathias had texted him 'I'll get u 2 at 6 and go to a resto b4 the movie'

He simply couldn't wait to see them and have a good time. His co-workers kept picking on him during all the rest of their shift until the job was done and they all parted. Mathias passed home to take a shower and remove all this stupid paint off his fingers and arms. He was so dirty, he even had some on his face, but he still managed to get off most of it. He had earned good money in the last days and could give some good time to Niels and Eirik tonight; a good restaurant and a movie, all together.

Mathias searched for clean and good looking clothes through his mess and only found some jeans and a black shirt. He assured himself he smelled good, that he looked clean and neat even if he had just stepped out of the shower and rapidly took his car to fetch Eirik and Niels at their apartment.

He was nervous. His stomach was rumbling from hunger and nervousness at the same time, giving a weird mix… he hoped, so hoped, that despite Eirik's presence, Niels would open himself up a bit…

And so, he rapidly found himself in front of their door, knocking.

Xxx

Niels was the one whom opened the door. Seeing Mathias he called Eirik to get his shoes on. Together they left in Mathias' car. Eirik was doing all the talking for Niels. Whenever Mathias asked a question, rather it was directed at Niels or not. He was fine with it, Niels just watched Oslo fly by enjoying the sights. When they parked at the restaurant all three of them piled out.

Eirik's eyebrows high and asked an odd question to Niels' ears, "Are you sure you're not rich?"

Niels was kind of thinking the same thing. But he guessed that Mathias must have had spare money somewhere. Gently he grasped Mathias' hand as they began to head towards the door. "Eirik, don't ask rude questions." Niels said bluntly.

Eirik just rolled his eyes and followed them in.

Xxx

Mathias didn't want to answer the question even if Niels had cut in for him. He didn't want to tell them he also had a second job to fill the holes and help them on the side. And hell no he wasn't rich! He had not a single coin in his bank account and kept money on him whenever he had some. Or in envelopes for payments.

He simply laughed and shrugged, opening them the door and stepped in. They ordered each of them a good meal, and all the while, Niels and he would caress each other's hand under the table while Mathias would speak with Eirik. Damn… Mathias heart was pounding hard and loudly, like a teenager, it was stupid. He had never felt like this with a girl before… Oh sure, he had loved girls before, tons, especially his last girlfriend, and sure, he had never dated a guy before and still had never really dated one… things were confusing with Niels. Very confusing…

But maybe Mathias was making progress with him. Maybe. He felt like he was! But he couldn't be sure… that night at the beach, he was sure Niels would melt in his hands and that they would be together now, but he hadn't.

Mathias was made of false hope and all the time they would hit him back right in the gut. But in time to time, he would give Niels a soft grin and gently squeeze his hand, caressing his fingers. He looked so sick, so frail… so fragile, like a broken doll.

Xxx

Niels was content sitting there with his hand in Mathias' and sipping his drink. Though, when their food arrived he had to remove his hand to eat. It had been such a long time since he or his brother had ate out together, and even longer since they had ate at the same table. Last time they had gone out, the two of them were at bar table eating hamburgers. That was back when Eirik first moved in with him. This night was soothing in a way that none of the two people could ever know. Even though he knew he looked positively awful, Niels felt more alive than previously before.

During the movie he kept his hand in Mathias'. If Eirik hadn't been there, Niels had a feeling he would have tried something on Mathias. He supposed that Niels should be thanking his lucky stars that he had shyly invited Eirik along. That night he didn't feel like being rejected. It would ruin his night with Mathias. But, he did allow himself to lay his head on Mathias' shoulder. He was so tired and wanted to nap. Even though the movie they were watching was a loud action movie, Niels closed his eyes and napped threw the second half.

Xxx

During the movie, Mathias had been very aware of Niels sleeping on his shoulder and he was simply very happy he did. The man looked sick and the Dane simply wished him to rest. So, during the movie, whenever Mathias had something to say, he would lean a bit on Eirik's side, stealing him some popcorn and making bad jokes about what was happening during the view. He was an annoying person to go to the theatre with, though, Eirik didn't seem to mind since he laughed to all his bad comments.

And when he was back in his seat, he would kiss Niels' hair and gently stroke his arm.

When the movie was over and the lights slowly went back on, Mathias gently kissed Niels back to the awaken world, gently caressing his face and pulled him back up. He was glad the man had rested… really. He didn't mind at all he hadn't participated at watching the movie, all he wanted was Niels to feel fine, to be back to normal if normal he had ever been.

They slowly went back to the brother's apartment and Mathias accompanied them back up but stood at the door. He sure had wished to have more time with them, especially Niels, but of he didn't want him furthermore, he wouldn't push. He had failed at looking indifferent, because he wasn't, but he didn't wish to nourish this sick relation they had created at the very beginning of their relation. If they were to caress or whatever in a sexual manner, Mathias hoped it would be out of appreciated more than out of need or lust.

Because he wanted to be with Mathias and not any other man…

It was selfish, yes, but the Dane was there in his expectations.

Xxx

Eirik gave cocky smile before saying, "Night Mathais. It was fun." then he shut the door giving his brother some privacy.

Niels silently stood by his door looking at the ground. He wasn't sure what to say or do. When it came to people relations, he wasn't very good at it. There was no doubt what Mathias was looking for and his heart pounded painfully in his chest. Niels felt ashamed with himself because he never should have allowed himself to become so close to Mathias. At first it was fueled lust and frustration of wanting the man and his money, but that cooled. Looking up at the man he eyed Mathias unsure.

Seeing the man's bright face and those smirking lips made his mouth dry. They just seemed to stand there for minutes, his hand still in Mathias'. It was driving Niels nuts and he wished desperately that Mathias would say something and break the silence. Swallowing Niels tried to speak, but he lost his words. He wanted to say how he had had a nice night and that he was sorry he passed out on his shoulder during the movie. But none of it would come.

Xxx

Mathias wasn't sure how to interpret Niels behaviours at the moment. Standing there, silent and all… he was so different from what he had known in the very first place. He would be out coming, being first to speak and ask question and go down Mathias' pants.

And he was glad this time was over. Or well, he hoped it was. Not that he didn't like the little fun he had gotten from the Norwegian, far from that, but now he had a better view of the real Niels; the one at the Beach.

And for the first time in weeks they knew, Mathias was the first to break their silence.

"Was fun," he simply said, warmly smiling. Still, his heart clenched at the Norwegian's sight. He didn't look well at all, almost frightened. He didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay with him and hold him in his arms until he felt asleep, just like a scared child.

But he wouldn't impose himself.

Keeping their fingers tangles, Mathias silently sighed, raising his eyebrows, "Think I'll go'" he spoke, his hand on the doorknob.

Xxx

"M-Mathias..." his voice cracked and his cheeks flushed. God he didn't want to leave this night on this note. "I..." but the more he tried to say something, the more he struggled. How long had it been since someone had kissed Niels? Besides a few drunken clients that broke the rules, it must have been years. If he allowed Mathias to kiss him Niels wouldn't be breaking his own rules. After all he didn't count the man as a client anymore. So it would be fine, right?

Swallowing thickly again, he tried to voice his opinion once more. "You know its fine if you..." his voice trailed off. God he sounded so stupid standing there rambling like a young teenager. He sounded more like Eirik than like himself. But after so long of selling his body trying to establish something that wasn't built around sex and money was foreign to him. "You know you can do what you like... oh god I sound stupid." he hissed, browbeaten.

He felt a boiling anger rising at himself not able to properly express himself and he felt like an idiot. Mathias clearly didn't understand, he looked at Niels clueless as ever. Frowning and gritting his teeth he reached out and took Mathias' face and kissed him on the cheek. He had lost his courage to kiss him on the lips as soon as he leaned in. Huffing in his own disappointment, he grabbed the handle. "Want to hang out tomorrow... at like your place."

Xxx

Subtle brushing his fingers on his cheek in a content sigh, Mathias slowly nodded and opened wide eyes, "I'll try to do somethin' out of my mess, but yeah," he said on a mocking tone and nodded yet again, "So we can… sit and…" and he frowned, taking a serious yet mocking angry look and pointed an accusing finger toward the Norwegian "Ye better rest, I don't like to see ye like this," he grunted and stepped forward to take Niels's face between his hands and take a better look at him.

Yeah, despite the little sleep he had gathered at the theatre, his eyes were still red and he had big black bags under them. He looked stressed, tensed and just like he was about to explode from anything he was keeping in.

"Take care Niels," Mathias gently said before leaving a kiss on his forehead, then on his nose and, stopping himself for aiming for his lips, he kissed the very corner of them, for a longer time than needed. Caressing one last time the man's cheek, the Dane rapidly left the apartment block.

Xxx

Niels entered feeling lighter than he had in a while. But... he needed more money. As much as he wanted to sleep, duty called. It reminded him how stupid he was to allow himself due to Mathias. His heart constrict as Niels bitterly realized how his body and mind were starting to think of Mathias. Simply put, he couldn't help it. The Dane had treated him better than any man in the past. But... his life wasn't going to change for a long time. As much as wanted to, he couldn't stop whoring for money. The pay was too good, and now he was in the hole with Berwald. Niels needed more money.

Even though Eirik was confused as to why Niels was leaving again, he didn't say a word. He slipped on different clothes and headed out into the night as usual. Niels would freelance tonight and there was a terrible cold wind blowing that night. It was a shame, his clients that he picked directly off the street sometimes asked Niels to just service them in an ally way. It would leave him cold to the bone. Niels pushed those thoughts aside and started out towards downtown. It wasn't like he had much choice.

When he got back, it was once again late and he only made 1500 kroner. Shivering, Niels pulled his blankets around him. It was only then that he honestly realized that the window no longer let in the cool air. Pulling the covers over his head he tried to sleep. But the cocaine kept his heart pace quick and his body alert. Snuggling into his pillow he tried to think about Mathias, and those soft lips that had been pressed on his forehead and the corner of his lips. During the night he had not thought about those lips, just the guilt of allowing Mathias to show affection in that way. But now he wanted to look forward to more of those soft and gentle kisses. It was under those thoughts that Niels was able to calm his heart enough to sleep.