When Niels woke again, he felt a lot worse when he first had. His head was pounding, his mouth was dry and his whole body felt like it was made of lead. Within Eirik's room he could hear the muffled sounds of his video game consul and loud music. When Eirik played his music loud it was a sign he was mad. Even the brand of music was angry. Like a rock plummeting to the bottom of a grand canyon, Niels' heart sunk. His brother understood that he was a drug addict. It was inevitable that his younger brother would find out, Niels just hoped it would be after the man graduated and moved out. Now his secret was partially revealed and he just wanted to sink into his the couch and disappear forever.

Trying to curl into a tighter ball, Niels started to notice that there was a secure arm wrapped around his naked body. Looking over his shoulder he saw Mathias next to him staring up at the ceiling. Behind him he also noticed the clock said 8 p.m. Grand, he only had two hours to wake up and start his 'job'. Wiggling free Niels sat up for a moment shaking his head. "Can you..." Niels had to struggle with his fogged out mind. "Make me something to eat. I need to shower." he stated blandly before slipping out of his bed. Niels didn't even bother to hide his nakedness, he just strutted over to the bathroom and locked himself inside.

In the corner he saw his cell discarded with his dirty clothes. There was a foul smell that were emitting from his clothing, no doubt reeking of his activities the last few days. But he was glad to see that his money was safely hidden inside his wallet. Flipping open his phone, he began to text clients and make arrangements. Niels had a feeling that Mathias would pitch a fit when Niels tried to leave. But he would sneak out somehow. The Dane didn't understand he had 12000 kroner to make by the end of that week. So standing up he turned on the shower on steaming hot and stepped inside.

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Blankly, Mathias rummaged around the cupboards and fridge to find something healthy to make the Norwegian despite their lack of good food. He still managed to make a little something with meat and vegetables, something not too hard to eat. He knew just how Niels had problems to eat sometimes and he still wanted him to nourish! But the time the food was ready he put the Norwegian's plate on the counter and took some for his younger brother.

His heart squeezed; since the last night, Eirik had been alone with no one to talk to after he had witnessed his brother come back with the worse bad-trip one would ever see in their entire life. Thus Mathias, having pulled some pants on, walked to Eirik's pulsating-with-loud-music room and knocked. Not waiting for any approval, he opened the door and stood in the doorframe with a plate in the hands.

Mathias wore a gentle smile as he spoke, "How are ye doin'?" before putting the plate on the boy's bed and closing the door to settle himself next to him.

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"Okay." he said curtly before taking the plate of food from Mathias' hand. But he didn't start to eat. Even though he was starving, Eirik just felt too angry to eat. "You know I've had suspicions." he spat before turning down his music so he could talk a normal voice. Oh yes he had. But he imagined that Mathias was thinking what type of stupid teen didn't notice the signs of drugs? Well Eirik came from an unloving rich and proper home. Drugs had never been around him. Eirik didn't hang out with the ones that did. Over all he lived a pretty sheltered life. However he did still notice something not right about his brother.

"I don't understand why he does it. Yet, it makes perfect sense though. Working two jobs and yet we struggle to get by. Or I am starting to guess it's more than just money pinching." his eyes connected with Mathias for a moment. "But I still don't know why he does it. I know life isn't the happiest, he never seemed the type." he decided to shut his mouth. It was obvious he didn't know his brother anymore. Something had changed and he didn't know what or why.

"So... I'm guessin' you won't be stopping by anymore." Eirik didn't see why Mathias would hang around Niels now that his brother drug habits were out in the open. Honestly, only the sound of the shower assured Eirik that Niels was still in the house and not abusing.

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Mathias was deeply sad for Eirik. He still wondered how Niels could have let things go this far with Eirik around… with Eirik to take care of. He personally thought it was a selfish move, though, at the same time, if he needed that shit to help him with two jobs…

But still. No one needed coke to help support two jobs. There were way more solutions than this.

Yet, Mathias gave the boy a gentle cheeky smile, slightly chuckling, "Well, I move in…" he said, looking at Eirik's game, anything to avoid the boy's judging look if it ever were, "I'll help him the best I can… I'm sure he can get out of this shit if he gets help."

In a way, the Dane couldn't stop feeling guilty about the past events. Without Mathias around, maybe Eirik would have never known about Niels' habits. Yes, he had doubts, but his doubts would have never been confirmed.

"I'll find a carpentry job around and make good money to help ye both. It pays real good, so I guess it will only help… and eventually, we can all move away from here… I guess the neighbourhood doesn't help either."

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"Thank you." Eirik whispered, bowing his head. It felt so much better to know that Mathias would be around and to help his brother. Taking a bite, he began to eat. "I hope you're right." he answered between mouthfuls. Eirik had hope that Mathias would be able to help and it brought his appetite back.

When Niels exited the shower, he was feeling a lot better. Checking his phone he had two clients that night and Niels knew that he was getting close to his goal. Even better, he could smell dinner. Exiting the bathroom, he noted that Eirik's music was no longer blaring, but it was still on rather loudly. That was a better sign, Mathias must have talked to him. Heading to the side of the couch, he rummaged for some clothing, taking his time in picking.

Just when he was about to change into his clothing, Mathias exited his brother's room. He froze, feeling like he got caught doing a bad act. Well, Mathias still didn't know what Niels' professional side job was. So he dropped his towel without little warning. Around his hip bones he could see dark marks where he was held roughly. Even though he had some nicks, he didn't feel all that bad. Maybe he was so used to it, he didn't really know.

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As Mathias walked back in the living room, he saw Niels getting back naked and fetch some clothes. Dear God, as much as he was beautiful, the Dane couldn't stop thinking he looked sickly skinny. He slowly joined the Norwegian while he was putting some pants up without underwear; oh well, if he preferred to be freestyle, it was his own choice, he didn't care…

But right before Niels pulled his pants all the way up, Mathias caught a glimpse of what he thought being bruises on his hips and stopped the man from moving his pants higher.

"What happened?" he asked, pushing down on the Norwegian's pants a bit to have a better look of the dark spots and gently caressed them. Putting his hands on his hips, he thought how funny they looked like printed fingers…

Printed fingers?

He put his fingers on Niels' just like he would be holding his hips and frowned; it just matched perfectly. His heart stopped, but he didn't spoke and instead stoked the man's sides up and down, trying to shove the thought aside.

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Niels' heart sped up when he felt Mathias lightly grip his hips with his pants half pulled down. His thoughts were mixed between the memories of the last two days and the thought of replacing the unknown man with Mathias. But, he knew that this was no time for his brain to dumpster dive. Smiling smoothly and leaned slightly into Mathias using his best charm. "Just a small accident. Nothing to worry about." Reaching up he kissed Mathias' chin before pulling away to hoist up his pants and slip on a shirt.

He then followed the smell of food were he saw a plate waiting for him. Taking it greedily, Niels began to look around the apartment and think deeply. First and foremost, he needed to get his book bag which had his stash inside, and then he would somehow slip out the bathroom window and leave the house. It was full proof plan. Finishing up his food, Niels yawned and stretched.

"Sorry it's such a mess here." Niels spoke rapidly, tossing in a few dirty clothes and his book bag at once. Looking at the wall clock, he still had an hour before he needed to leave. Just needed to keep Mathias' mind occupied so he could sneak out.

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"Who do ye think ye're talkin' to?" Mathias said, mockingly. Nothing could be as messed up and dirty than his own apartment. The Dane made himself a plate. Leaning on the counter, he took a mouthful of food while watching Niels fetch some stuff to put them away, and obviously, he didn't notice was plan Niels had in mind.

Though, he did notice the man's clothes and they sure gave him a real sexy look; some very tight jeans with a light pale shirt that gave him a rebel look. He had never seen the Norwegian dress like that in fact, it was a tad weird, but if he felt like it, he didn't mind.

He looked a lot sexier this way… maybe the whole garment made him look a tad less sick and thin.

Though, when he was moving, he looked like every single movement was painful and it brought Mathias to walk around the counter isle and help Niels with the stuff he had in his hands to throw them close to the bathroom's door and force the Norwegian to turn around to grab his shoulders and massage them. He just loved to massage Niels and see him pleased.

"Relax babe," he whispered, pressing on his muscles just as he had already previously did in the last days and weeks.

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His head lulled to the side as soon as he felt Mathias' hands start to work. It was unfair, he was supposed to be distracting Mathias. Gasping, he felt Mathias' thumb find a very tender knot. He had just gotten dressed and yet, he found his fingers unbuttoning his shirt so Mathias could move his hands more freely across his back. Dear god he really did need these massages.

If Mathias was indeed going to be staying with him and Eirik, then Niels suspected that he would receive more of these lovely massages. Slipping off his shirt Niels leaned with his palms on the wall in front of him. Purring in happily, Niels shifted his hips and he felt his pants slip. From the way Mathias' hands stopped for a moment, he knew that he was distracting Mathias. He smiled happily as Mathias' started up again, enjoying the feel of the man's hands on his body.

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When he meant to relax, he didn't mean that much, but he wouldn't complain. Well, he had already seen Niels naked many times, and just earlier he was, but there… mewling and purring like he was under his touches, all these very sensual movements and moans were sending shivers down the Dane's back as he continued his treat of the Norwegian's back.

And there he really remembered how he missed having sex.

The last time he had gotten into real foreplay leading to intercourse was way before Niels, a couple of months before that in fact, probably during the summer break, and the first time Niels and he had gotten into bed hadn't finished into them having real exhausting sex.

So, hardly swallowing, Mathias pressed his nude chest against Niels' naked one while still pressing his fingers and rotating them on one particular knot, making the Norwegian wiggle and moan. His other arms wrapped the smaller frame and his hand, having a brain of its own, caressed Niels' body down his stomach and inner thigh, never touching the lower belt area. Oh yes, he kept his idea on the Norwegian that this man probably had some sexual magic powers… Despite looking a little less attractive every day, he still was acting very erotically, turning the Dane completely mad.

Mathias kissed the crook of his neck and the back of his head, grazing his lips on his skin as he pressed his clothed erection on Niels' backside, slightly panting.

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Smiling devilishly, Niels rolled his hips into Mathias lightly. The cogs in his brain were whirling. Funny how he used sex to get money and now he was most definitely going to use sex to distract Mathias and leave. Craning his neck back he searched for Mathias' lips, nipping and sucking on them instead of the innocent kisses he had given in the past. He would drive Mathias' mad the way that the Dane's hands were rubbing and touching were making him nuts.

Feeling his pants grow tight and experience that Niels hadn't had in a long time. Always, he would prepare himself naked then go out to his client. Maybe that was why Mathias' touches were so frustrating and yet good. Niels wanted to undo his pants and feel the cool air and not the suffocation of his own pants. He would play Mathias' game just for the fact that he knew he could slip into the bathroom afterwards and out the window.

Mewling loudly, Niels curved his back, moaning from the wonderful feeling of Mathias pushing down on his knots.

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All the repressed sexual frustrations Mathias had kept down during the month was slowly coming back to surface along with his arousal tightening his pants. The Dane's hands were working on autopilot and caressing Niels' body until they slipped downward and almost aggressively slipped under his pants to pull his erection out and stroke him.

"Mmh... Niels..." Mathias moaned on the Norwegian's lips as they eagerly swirled their tongues with one another. The Dane slowly pulled the Norwegian away from the wall, forgetting about the massage he was suppose to be making him, and blindly searched for the bed behind him before hitting it with the back of his knees and taking Niels in his fall down on it. Mathias pushed himself higher on the bed, pulling Niels with him until he was comfortable enough to continue to pump him.

The Dane caressed his lover with one hand while he stretched on the side on the bed to reach one of his bags and fish a bottle of lube and a little pile of condom to put them next to him. He took the lube, popped it open and poured some on his working hand to spread it on the Norwegian's length and give him a smoother hand job. While doing so, he slowly moved his hips to rub his still confined erection again the Norwegian's nude ass, using his other hand to caress the man's perked nipples while he kissed his neck and ear.

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Niels' chest heaved as he tilted his head to give Mathias more access to his neck. He found it ironic that he had just came home trashed on one of his worse trips of his life to wake up and lying onto the Dane. How long had he eyed Mathias, licking his lips as he watched him from the corner of his eyes. But always, he denied himself Mathias' touches because it wasn't right. It still wasn't right; he should push Mathias away and find another solution. But dear god the man was stroking him in a way that made his brain mush.

Tantalizing of all, he could feel the man's erection digging into his backside, rubbing against his ass. Taking in a shaky breath, he smiled broadly before flipping himself over to look down at the man with a dark look. Running his hands threw that wild hair Niels leaned down and smashed their lips together. Twisting his hands in Mathias' hair he pinned them there. For way too long Niels had wanted to twist his fingers into the Dane's hair and hold him still. It made his heart beat quicker, the thrill almost made him feel like he was high again.

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Strongly pressing his lips back on the Norwegian and opening his mouth as big as he could for their tongues to invade each other's mouth with very sexy wet sounds, Mathias pushed down on the Norwegian's pants to remove them completely and did the same with his along with his underwear and pressed their groins together. He moaned into the kiss, finally allowed to have more than what Niels had been previously allowing him... though, thinking about it, the Dane was the only one responsible of his sexual frustration; Niels had more than once showed interests into having sex with Mathias, but the Dane had always acted as if he didn't notice.

Though, he didn't regret it. He couldn't conceive having sex with someone who didn't let him kiss him. And he preferred even more to have sex with someone he liked and showed good interests into him...
Mathias took their erections in one hand and pumped them together. Blindly, he reached for the lube and clumsily for some on his hand to slip it between the Norwegian's buttocks and caress his hole with cold wet fingers. Though, it felt weird. It was like he could feel cuts and slight wounds around it. Though, he supposed it was normal and he slowly pushed one finger in.

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A low, powerful moan escaped Niels' lips as his body quaked from the pleasure of another man's fingers inside of him. Niels knew he wasn't that tight at the moment. He spent too many nights with other men, so despite loving the feel of the other man's digits moving and playing with his hole, Niels knew it would be quick. Breaking off the kiss he looked down at Mathias, his eyes half closed and his face twisting in pure delight. The man below him looked too good to be one of his clients from the always mischievous curving lips to the man's crooked nose it all had a characteristic that made Niels' blood boil. Brushing his lips over the man's rough jaw, Niels kissed his way around Mathias' neck and up to his ears.

Never did Niels ever give his clients such treatments. When Mathias slipped in the second finger, Niels scraped his nails slightly rough down the man's chest before kissing his pecs. But as expected, shortly after the second finger was slipped in, the third one was added. Grinning with his eyes closed, he thrust out his hips trying to take in more of those digits. "My god..." he sighed heavily.

Even though Mathias' work was wonderful on his cock, Niels was used to clients touching him there. But allowing another man to touch his ass like that was almost foreign, even though he was used to nights full of him being bent over some furniture and some man pounding into him. Just the fingering and the kisses were foreign.

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Mathias had a weird feeling while fingering Niels; he wasn't as tight as he thought he would be. It added to some bad feeling he had about those blue marks the Norwegian had on the hips. He began to wonder if they were official lovers to the other man. Maybe they weren't for him and that it was alright he would go get laid with other people. His heart squeezed at the thought; he would have to clarify this all with him sometime soon.

Slowly slipping his fingers out, Mathias fetched the condom and opened it to slip it down his length while he stroked the man's ass. Oh, he had never been so glad to have condom with him in his entire life... In the end, his suspicions about Niels being some kind of player were probably true. He had the attitude to be one...

Though, Mathias hoped it would change. He sure wasn't well placed to force Niels to change for him. If he wanted to change, he would, otherwise... He would try to speak with him later. Now, it was no time for that.

Slightly panting with excitement, the Dane flipped their position for Niels would be laid on his stomach. Mathias parted his legs and shortly looked, frowning as he positioned himself; damn, the Norwegian sure had gotten some violent sex recently... Mathias wasn't sure he wanted to continue. He didn't want to hurt him or...

What ever...

The Dane slowly pushed in with a low grunt and pressed their bodies together as he began to thrust in and out. He rapidly checked with a hand if the condom was still in place and continued his movement. Damn rubber... he missed the time when he had a stable girlfriend and could have unprotected sex with her without fearing to catch something. Unless Niels got tested, he wouldn't remove that.

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His eyes slipped shut as soon as he felt Mathias slip inside of him. As soon as he did, Mathias became a faceless customer which made his whole body shiver in disgust. Opening his eyes he kept his eyes trained on Mathias. He could tell the Dane was so unsure on what he was doing. No doubt the man had noticed and it oddly clenched his heart. Niels really wished that he didn't feel like a cheap whore. But he was and there was nothing that could change that.

Not liking how Mathias was leaning above him, working to his orgasm like all of his customers did, Niels reached up and pulled Mathias down so he could kiss the man. Feeling the soft lips on his own, his heart loosened as the disgusted thoughts left his head. Niels really did like this man, it was why he left him kiss him and touch him. It was just a shame Niels wasn't a better person.

Wrapping his legs strongly around Mathias' hips Niels continued to drag the other body onto him until their sweaty chests slid against one another. He run his tongue against the others, tasting the sweetness of Mathias' kisses. But when Mathias hit a sweet spot in Niels he had to break the kiss so he could fuel his lungs with enough air to moan loudly like his body was urging him to.

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"Mh... fuck..." Mathias whispered as he moved a tad faster. He had been getting so unsure to have sex lately that this little session was draining all his energy. How could Niels make such arousing and erotic sounds were over him and dragged him closer to his orgasm. He would come that soon, but damn it, if he were with a prostitute, damn he would cum right away. But he wasn't and he was glad he wasn't. He hadn't pay someone for sex in months and not needing to was helping the Dane build himself some more better self-esteem. Oh, he didn't lack of it, but each time he would get down to hire someone, he would begin to doubt about his seduction power.

And sex with a guy was so different than with a girl...

He really appreciated the female's softness, but also the male's frank need; if they wanted something, they knew how to get it unlike the girls who would simply wait for her partner to get the point and pout if they didn't. Males didn't want words but they needed them, and between them, they didn't need nor wanted them, they would simply reach what they wanted and that's what Mathias liked about having sex with a guy... he was so oblivious himself, and this had already brought him to very embarrassing moments with females.

The Dane urged himself on the Norwegian's prostate, hitting it each times with a low moan from Niels as he messed their lips together. Damn shit... it was so good, he had missed that kind of sloppy sex.

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Breathing heavily threw his nostrils as his lips sealed over Mathias', Niels brushed his neglected member against Mathias' side. When he felt the man's strong hand reach down and stroke him, Niels almost lost it. But because how sandwiched together they were, Mathias couldn't move his hand properly along his shaft. Making Mathias stop for a few moments, Niels forced the Dane on his but before climbing back onto his lap. This had always been his favorite position and it had been years since he slide on some ones lap.

Happily Niels slid back down onto Mathias, his eyes fluttering shut as he felt his hole stretch fully once more. Lowering himself, Niels instantly felt the burn in his thighs. It took him a few seconds to find the right rhythm and the right aim to brush Mathias against his prostate once more. Mathias' hands were light on his hips as the Dane tried to avoid his obvious bruises. Niels still didn't remember who and when he received them. Mathias' hold was too weak to help Niels properly place a pace and help the centripetal force of Niels hips.

Making use of one of his hands, Niels lead Mathias back to his neglected cock. The strokes were wonderful enough to make Niels flick his head back as he let out more pleasurable moans as he rocked his body against Mathias. Good god he was so close, and that familiar feeling of an approaching orgasm was beginning to gather.

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Oh yes yes yes, Mathias just loved to be ride like this. Panting by his parted lips clasped with Niels' ones, he helped the man impale himself on him while pumping his shaft the fastest he could. Though, he didn't want to hold his hips; those damned bruises... he didn't want to press on them and hurt his lover. The Dane had to force his eyes up or closed each times they were grazing down to the Norwegian's hips; it was almost turning him off...

Knowing Niels was going away to have maybe better sex than Mathias could give him was wounding him deep in the heart. Maybe the Dane shouldn't have shoved him away so many times when Niels had shown him sexual interests... it was maybe what he had been doing the last day...

Wrapping one arm securely around the Norwegian, Mathias pulled him the closest he could was masturbating him as fast as he could and bucking his hips into his at the same time he would. Rapidly, Mathias felt the familiar burn down his abdomen before his entire body tensed, all his muscles clenching, and he released. He sadly wouldn't have the pleasure to watch his cum slide between the Norwegian's thighs because of that damn rubber, but it was better this way...

He continued this entire treat on the Norwegian for he would reach his own orgasm.

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Niels felt his orgasm come quick and his slid shut as he felt the wonderful sensations tingle threw his body. It wasn't like those he had with his customers. Those were forced and only felt half as good. Slipping off Mathias he felt his whole body go light and he only wanted to be within Mathias' sweaty arms. Looking up at Mathias he could see his hair plastered to his hot, damp forehead and Niels couldn't help himself but brush his lips on Mathias' brow. A true feeling of satisfaction was humming threw his veins as he kissed the man lightly.

But sadly in the back of his mind he thought about how he must leave soon and go repeat this act with less desirable people. He wished sadly he could stay there kissing Mathias and running his fingers over his sweaty body. After the feel good feelings began to wear off, Niels began to collect his clothes and pulling them on.

"I'm going to go wash up for a second." he lied as he shut the bathroom door shut. He didn't bother to lock it, no sense in locking Mathias and Eirik from the toilet.

Peering in the mirror he rearranged his messy hair into a smooth look. His lips were red from the rough kisses and the blush on his cheeks made him look more healthier than usual. Scoffing loudly, Niels thought lamely on how Mathias had a good effect on him. But that simply wasn't true. He proved it by climbing on top of the toilet and tossing his book bag outside followed by himself. Shutting the door behind him, he ran as fast as he could out of Mathias' grasp.

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Left alone, panting and sweaty, Mathias hoped Niels would have stayed a bit longer on his side before going to wash. He wondered after a moment of what the Norwegian wanted to get rid of, except of sweat, since most of the mess was spread all over Mathias' stomach and into the condom, which he pulled away with a wet plop, made a knot and fetched for some paper he used to remove the cum of his chest.

Despite all the dark thought he really felt ashamed of having during their intercourse, Mathias thought it had felt amazing. Though, he couldn't stop thinking that Niels was cheating him, if he could ever call it like that. He still felt betrayed... and he really didn't like that.

Not wanting to be caught by Eirik while being born naked and with a limping erection, Mathias lazily pulled back on his boxers and pants while sitting on the side of the bed to crack his neck and back. He felt really good and relaxed... it was awesome.

He then walked to the kitchen and fetched for two cups to prepare some coffee. He just knew how Niels loved coffee and he wanted to be nice to the man... and eventually maybe talk with him about all of this. Or maybe not... Anyway. All the while he was waiting for the liquid to fill the silex, he stared at the bathroom's door, waiting for Niels to eventually step out, which he didn't. He then poured them each a cup, even if Mathias wasn't fond of this bitter drink, and put one cup on the counter before sipping his.

After several minutes, he eventually walked to the door and knocked, "Niels, is everythin' alright?" he said and, not receiving any answers, he ended discreetly opening the door and face an empty room.

"Niels?"

He rapidly looked behind the shower's curtains and returned into the living room to rapidly look around, in case he hadn't seen the man come out, but he was nowhere to be found.

He finally ended up knocking at Eirik's bedroom and simply opened the door, giving the boy a confused look before looking around the room, "Have ye seen Niels?"

Oh... he supposed the boy had heard them despite the loud music and sound of his video game... which he had probably set up due to the Norwegian's loud moans.

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Of course Eirik had heard. At first he was smiled, knowing that his brother was finally dating Mathias. But after awhile it got disturbing to hear his older brother moaning like a wild animal. "Nope." he said simply, not really understanding why Mathias was looking for Niels so soon. Hadn't they both just been doing each other? Why would Niels be in his room?

But them a chill settled over his skin. If Mathias was looking for Niels, then that means that he wasn't in the house. If Eirik could guess on what Niels was now doing due to showing up last night stoned out of his mind, he could guess pretty closely. "You don't think?" he said rapidly.

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Mathias deeply inhaled and returned in the living room, "Niels?!" he called, looking around once again as if the man would have magically reappeared. He opened the entrance door and peeked his head outside, calling the man's name once again and returned in the bathroom. And then, he walked back and looked in the living room; something was missing. A bag... He returned in the bathroom and sighed.

"Damn fuck, Niels..." he said, taking his head with both hands. He had very certainly left by the window... Mathias wasn't blind and thus he would have seen him leave the place by the entrance door. His clothes were nowhere to find and his bag wasn't there either.

Biting his lips, Mathias held back some growing rage. Oh, he wanted to punch something so hard! But he held himself for doing so. He returned in the living room and almost kicked the bed back shut, putting the cushions back on to sit on. No... this couldn't be right... they just had sex, real good sex, for the first time, setting them as really REALLY an official couple into Mathias' head and the man fled right after, probably leaving to somewhere to snort... or maybe have a better fuck, who knew?

Rubbing his face with angry rough hands Mathias staid on the couch. Oh, he would wait for Niels to come back, whatever hour he would, and speak with him. He felt like it would maybe go farther than adult talks though. Rare were the people who knew how violent the Dane could be, especially under alcohol. Mh, a beer...

Rapidly, the Dane walked to the fridge and took himself five beers he had brought back from his own apartment. He rapidly drowned them, crashing the empty cans with his hands and throwing their remains on every corner of the place. Mathias could be kind, he could be the best guy on earth, but he was tired to be that good guy... Niels was going too far...

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Niels once again stumbled up the stairs. It wasn't like last time where he was utterly trashed. Sure, he was high and extremely drunk but he wasn't out of his mind. No, Niels whole body was simply exhausted. But, the night had yielded money and that was good for Niels. Though he was choked with guilt and it was why he drank so much. When he was with clients he would only take a small amount of cocaine and whatever they offered. Niels had not been offered anything and had accumulated his own drinks throughout the night on his own dime.

However, money came before his own feelings. Even if he wished he would have slept with Mathias then stayed the whole night in the man's arms, Niels understood he had to make 12000 kroner by the end of the week. When he swung his door open, he wasn't surprised to see Mathias there, sitting in the dark glaring at him angrily. Niels closed the door and walked across the room as if Mathias' stare was of little consequence before swinging his book bag and all his money safely inside the bathroom.

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Mathias had kept himself drunk the entire night. He had fought sleep brought by the alcohol all the while to wait for Niels. He had almost convince himself to simply let things pass, that it wasn't of his own business to be all over the Norwegian for fleeing him and hide into someone else's arm or WHAT EVER he was doing when away. But it was certainly not the first time, ooooh no. He didn't know the man for long, but he had thought that if Niels had been ready to go this far with Mathias, that he would change or adapt his way of living to accommodate the Dane's…

Hell no…

It took at of Mathias' energy to stand up. Damn, his legs felt like jello, he had problems standing straight. By the time Niels went to the bathroom to do whatever he wanted to do, Mathias had stumbled into several empty beer cans until he reached the Norwegian and strongly grabbed his shirt to pull his around to face him. Clenching his teeth, he said in a hoarse drunk voice, "Where were ye?" trying to stabilise himself on his feet.

"Ye just disappeared, WHERE WERE YE?!"

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When the alcoholic breath brushed against his skin, Niels wiggled uncomfortable. Trying to keep a stoic voice he spoke clearly, "If you're going to yell, leave. I won't have you waking Eirik, idiot." though his words came out pretty slurred, though much clearer than Mathias'. But apparently that was what Mathias had not wanted to hear as he felt himself being roughly slammed into the nearby wall.

Laughing bitterly, Niels thought on how his life was coming full circle. Come home to an alcoholic to treat him roughly right after working the streets. He kept that mocking look on his face as he answered half truthfully, "I went to work." he brought his hands onto Mathias' clenching one. "Now... let go.." Niels knew that Mathias would be mad when he got home, but he imagined that the always smiling Dane didn't have a mean bone in his body. He had misjudged horribly.

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Mathias really didn't like Niels' attitude. How was he taking all this?! How could he take all of this so lightly?! He was thinking the Dane would have been sleeping and waiting for him to slip in the bed and warmly snuggle until the next morning? Or was he thinking that, yes, he would have waited for him the entire night and simply look worried, asking where he had been, being a good house wife OR WHAT?!

"FUCK NO!" he yelled, pressing Niels even more on the wall, pushing on his cage like he wanted to break it, "W-what am I for ye, huh? WHAT AM I?! A fucking good guy willin' to help ye, get a fuck in time to time, givin' ye all my love while ye throw it away to make yerself some other people around, huh?! What am I suppose to do? Just watch ye fuck over yer life and don't say anythin'?"

He clenched his knuckles… He felt so angry, so deeply furious that whatever the man would say, his face would explode.

"I know what ye're doin' Niels… What am I for ye?! TELL ME!"

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Trembling, Niels wasn't sure on what exactly he should say. God, he didn't really know what he actually felt for the Dane. But with the Dane standing above him menacing, it kept Niels from wanting to open up. "Nothing." his voice cracked. It was the least convincing thing he had ever said. "You mean nothing to me." Niels flinched hearing the obvious lie on his lips. His face wasn't its usual cool self either instead it was formed into sad and helpless look.

But the truth was, Mathias had treated him more like a human being than any other person in his past besides his brother. He loved being able to do small things with Mathias, like watching a movie. Or how many times he would see Niels exhausted and he would massage his back, or the night that Mathias had allowed Niels to sleep at work.

"What do you WANT from me?" he roared finally angry.

Xxx

The words threw the Dane out of himself. Selfish thoughts were to be expulsed, he knew too well. He really disliked acting selfishly, but the alcohol was blocking all his walls he usually imposed himself. Dropping his grip on the Norwegian, he threw him a destroyed look; well, despite the obviousness of Niels' lie, the Dane had only understood the words without the filter. He looked around and grabbed an half drank beer can to violently throw it on the Norwegian, causing him to yelp, more in surprise than pain, and try to defend himself with his arms.

"How can I mean nothin' for ye?! I've never been so tolerant, I'm not even bad lookin'! I don't look at other people except ye! I'm tryin' to help ye by doin' the worse job I've ever wanted to do just because if pays real good, I'm bein' friendly with yer bro and ye and all ye have to say is that I mean nothin' to ye?! GO MAKE YERSELF FUCK BY ALL THOSE AIDS SICK BASTARDS!"

He grabbed another beer and threw it with all his energy on the Norwegian, but missed him, making it explode on the wall and splash all its content around.

"I thought I liked ye like fuck… damn I'm not sure anymore…" he said a lot more silently, stumbling back and held himself on the wall before stumbling to the bathroom, "What's in that fuckin' bag ye hide, uh?! Ye hide yer fuckin' coke in that, right?!" he said in his same drunk voice before trying to remember how to open a door and succeeding at doing so.

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Fear trickled into Niels' skin. Like a cat, Niels pounced onto Mathias just the Dane snatched his bag. "Don't get into my things!" he hissed clawed and gripped for his bag. But all he managed to do was to hop onto a drunk man's back and fall to the ground in a heap. Amongst Mathias' flailing limbs, Niels groped once more for his bag. Getting a strong grip he began to pull. Mathias, so much more drunk than Niels wasn't able to get onto his feet like Niels, but he had the same iron grip on his bag as Niels.

"Let go!" he yelled and he pulled as hard as he could. It wasn't helping that the hair that had gotten drenched in beer by Mathias asshole move of tossing beer cans at him was draped in his eyes. Mathias was quite the bastard. Niels never imagined him to be one, but he didn't really know the man did he? All those kisses and touches, he regretted them right that second. Yanking with all his might Niels went stumbling into the wall his bag ripping open.

The items inside went flying, his coke, his lube and condoms, his money. Seeing it all splayed out in front of Mathias, Niels slid down on to the floor and hid his face in his hands.

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Mathias stopped living for several seconds. It took him more than a minute, it seemed, to realise what he was looking at. Condoms… lube… coke… and money? Money everywhere? The Dane had thought that Niels didn't have money in fact, which was the main reason he was here in the first place; to help him with his money problems. But recalculating many times due to his brain floating in alcohol, he might have more than 10000 kroner in that.

And then he understood.

He stumbled back at the realisation, hit the wall and slipped all the way down until he found the floor. How couldn't have he seen this before? He hid his face in shame, hiding it in his forearms, and felt like crying. He had fallen for a whore, litteraly, a prostitute, and that damn bitch had never told him he was… He was so ashamed of himself… no surprise it had taken all his energy to have a glimpse of the man's attention and finally being able to kiss him…

Shaking, Mathias couldn't say anything, couldn't do anything. He didn't want to leave, but at the same time, he only felt like stumbling down the stare, take his car and drive back home, skipping all the red light and being a real drunk threat on the road.

And all he could say was "I'm sorry…" behind his arms. He felt sick. Quickly, the most he could, he stumbled up on his feet and hit the bathroom's doorframe to kneel in front of the toilet and vomit his soul. Everything was coming out so painfully, his eyes and nose were leaking.

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Watching Mathias puke his guts out was a sick relief. With puking, Mathias' alcohol level would drop and possibly make him less of an ass. Scrambling to his knees Niels rubbed Mathias back in soothing motions. The Dane was shaking under his touch and Niels felt ill. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you." he whispered softly.

Niels wasn't sure if Mathias could understand how embarrassing it was to be a whore. It wasn't something people gloated about for sure. Retracting his hand, Niels began to collect his things. Eirik didn't need to see this and come to his own conclusions. Stashing it in an unused basket under the sink, Niels went to the couch and held his head in his hands as Mathias remained at the toilet. He imagined that Mathias would leave any moment, to be gone from his life forever.

It was bittersweet. Niels felt like crap because the Dane was leaving, because he did like the man, but relieved because he could finally go back to his daily life. God he felt so lonely and so worthless.

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Mathias regained some sense, there, leaned over the toilet after having puked his life. Spiting some remaining chunks, he flushed the toilet, but stayed there, kneeled it front of it. He shakily wiped his face and sighed in despair before resting his sweaty forehead on his arms. The bright thing to do was to leave. To leave and forget about Niels… but he couldn't reduce himself to leave someone who clearly needed help. And Eirik in all this… he maybe knew, unlike the Dane who had been so blind all this time…

Damn, how could he have missed this? Now that he knew, everything was clear! All along, the world had been telling him he is a whore, he is a whore but he had never seen it.

But why was he doing this?! Did it come before the cocaine or after? Sure, now, it probably served him to pay his drug… But Mathias didn't like to make suppositions, he wasn't good at this.

Weakly standing up, Mathias grabbed his toothbrush and rapidly brushed the foul taste out of his mouth before tiredly walking out of the bathroom and leaning on the wall to look at Niels.

Yes, it was obvious. When he looked at him in this way, he was disgusted. Deeply disgusted. Especially of himself. But he couldn't bring himself to hate the Norwegian, neither wanting to leave. No… he wanted to help him.

"How much d'ye need…?" he asked, supposing he needed money for whatever problem.

"Will ye find a more suitable job if I help ye?" he softly said, a sad frown stamped on his face.

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Snapping his head up and he glared at Mathias and said in a dark voice, "Do you think I actually like being a whore?" that's how he took it. Did he want a better job, yes, but was he willing to use Mathias to get the money needed? Probably not. "I need 4000 kroner." he spoke heavily. "And it need it in two days."

Niels let himself collapse on the couch sighing deeply. "Mathias I can't ask you to take on my money problems." It wouldn't be right.

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Mathias frowned, expulsing all the air in his lungs before snapping, "Damn it, why don't ye want my help?!" He grabbed his hair and rubbed his face. All of this was like a very bad nightmare… He slowly walked back to the couch and sat next to the lied Norwegian, taking his legs on his own, "Niels, I assure ye, I can make real good money… I don't need all of this! I want to help ye!" he said with a stern look, trying to get the man's attention.

Though, 4000 kroner was really a lot… and Mathias certainly couldn't find a carpentry contract in less than two days that could bring him that much money…

"What happens if… ye don't get the money in two days?" he asked, not really having a clue of the consequences… he reminded his brother being beat up for not paying his drug dealer, and he simply hoped it wasn't the same thing for Niels.

"I can help ye babe…"

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"I don't know..." his voice choked. God he was so scared truth be told. For weeks he kept lying to himself that Berwald would remember their old friendship and let him slide. He had after all paid him each time almost all the way. Now the Swede was robbing him. Berwald was robbing Niels as if he wanted to do something bad to him. Shaking he let himself just cave.

"I don't know. I've been working so hard. Each week I get really close to paying off, but then he doubles and increases the amount so high I can't possibly pay him back." he recounted as he felt his cheeks go wet but he hid his face in his hands. God he was so fucked up. Why was he crying? He had brought this upon himself. "This week he's asking for 12000 kroner. That's why I was out for two days. I was lucky to find such a rich man. If I didn't I'd only be at 5000 kroner at best."

Niels took a gulping breath, "I can't have you involved. I brought this down on my own head."

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"NIELS!" the Dane cracked, giving the Norwegian a deadly serious stare, "I want to help ye and I will, so shut the fuck up!" He couldn't bear seeing the Norwegian deteriorate before his very own eyes. He had kept looking sicker and sicker through the weeks, thinner and thinner, more and more tired… and that last night when he had came back trashed like the world had exploded in his face…

"I can't see ye like this anymore babe… I'll… I'll go find a job tomorrow and try to get an advance pay," he said, sighing, "I might get a max of 2000 kroner. "

Though, he didn't know if he could find a job so fast. He might need to go in big rich places to find good deals, though, not having any diplomat or proof he was more than an apprentice carpenter, he might have big problems finding himself a real job. He supposed he would have to go back in Denmark soon and having his dad give him a paper that proved he had the required experience and all that stuff, but sadly, he couldn't do this in two days.

But dear god… he didn't want Niels to go down the streets for the remaining two days… however he worked, he didn't want more of this…

Rubbing his face, he shakily sighed and gently squeezed the Norwegian's leg on him.

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Peering up from his hands, Niels shook his head. "If you got 2000 kroner that means I'll still have to make another 2000 kroner." but his voice was full of hope. Almost throwing himself on Mathias, he looked the man in the eye. "I can make 2000 kroner in two nights." Niels could feel that he was giving into Mathias' offer. There was just no way that Niels would be able to get another two thousand on his own.

"I can't make you get all 4000 kroner. But if you get me the 2000, I promise after Berwald is paid off, I'll find a better job and stop using prostitution." why was he promising this? His heart was painfully beating in his chest and a glad feeling at the prospect of stop selling his body. When he started it was supposed to be only for a little while. A quick fix that wasn't supposed to be permanent.

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Looking at the Norwegian with a slight frown and shaky eyes, he didn't want to agree to this plan. No… no, he wanted all of this to stop, all of the selling his body for money to come to an end. He reached for the other male's hands and looked at them as they were the most beautiful, yet disappointing things in the world; those hands that had touched more than one man, more than, five, more than ten and even more. He kissed them and pressed his cheek inside one of them, seriously frowning, "We- we can always go ask money at the bank…" he proposed, though, Mathias had real bad credit records, and he doubted Niels had good ones too. The only way he could get this money from a bank was to have his parents' agreement, which he wouldn't have for sure. And anyway, he needed a letter signed by them who lived in Denmark.

He slightly shook the head, not wanting to agree. No no no, he didn't want. It was almost childish of him, though, regarding the situation, it wasn't that much.

"I'm gonna kill that Berwald, I swear…" the Dane grunted, feeling sick bubbles ascend his throat.

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Feeling exhausted, Niels stood up and started to remove the cushions. "Let's talk about this more when we're less drunk." he sighed. Together they pulled out the bed and Niels pulled off all of his clothing. Looking down at himself, he noticed how awful he looked. At one time he had almost been a tad chubby, but now he was well under weight.

Sliding underneath the covers, he was happy to see that Mathias also stripped and joined him. In the darkness, Niels looked at Mathias whom he could only see the sharp features of his face. Lightly, he touched the man's cheek bones. He was so unsure if he should kiss Mathias or leave him be and return to how they were before Niels allowed him to kiss him and have sex. God he felt like an idiot. Niels usually prided himself on being a smart man, but now he felt dumber than dirt.

Clearing his throat Niels whispered softly, "I take back what I said." there was a long silence, showing that Mathias was too drunk to follow him. "You do mean something to me." But just something, Niels didn't understand what.

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Mathias closed his eyes, feeling like the whole apartment was whirling while his heart made a loud painful thud. Well, he was glad he wasn't nothing to the man after all… after all this work, bad thoughts could cross the Dane's mind for being rejected that coldly. He gave a cheeky smiled and silently scooted closer, only his deep inhale and the sound of the displaced covers furnishing the finally silence. Wrapping his arms around the Norwegian's smaller, oh so tiny, frame, Mathias leaned the head on the side and kissed the man's lips, softly making their lips peck each other's.

"I wanna help ye live a good life, Niels…" he whispered, keeping their lips close enough so they could smooch.

It didn't take long for the Dane to fall in deep soundly slumbers.

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A happy feeling flooded his veins as he felt Mathias' lips press into his. It was the medicine he needed, another human being comforting him. Snuggling closer, Niels sighed happily, believing that he only needed to sleep with people two more nights. It was an awesome feeling to know the deadline of his most horrid job. Niels looked up at Mathias' sleeping form for a moment before kissing his chin and slipping to sleep himself.