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Davy stopped texting and went into the kitchen to make coffee. He's still rubbing at his eyes because he had woke up so upset over the night before. He knew Sven was probably gone in the morning for band things or to check on his brother but it hurt. The hurt was something Davy didn't want to be feeling already.

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Sven made his way over to Davy's apartment feeling a little woozy and light-headed as he drove. Fuck. He felt like stopping the car a few times on the way and throwing up into the bushes at the side but didn't. Shutting off the engine, Sven got out of the car and made his way up the steps to Davy's place stepping inside to find the prissy guitarist.

"Davy?"

The Swede pinched his nose a little because he had drank so much and felt like shit.

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Davy was trying to pull himself together but not from drinking. He's feeling extra emotional but at least it took Sven long enough that he could clean up his eyes and not look so much like he had been crying.

"In the kitchen." Davy was just finished up getting the coffee ready.

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"Hey, cutie. Sorry I took so long. I feel like shit. Are you ok?"

The Swede knew he'd drank too much the night before and had gotten trashed with his band mates, chatting up some girl of all things. This had upset Davy, which he'd never meant to happen at all.

"I'm sorry for last night. Fuck knows what happened but I know I got trashed."

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"I'm fine."

Davy turned around to face him and holding a cup of hot coffee. He needed it too. Mentally he knew that Sven had been wasted and didn't know what he was doing but his emotions were completely different.

"You were out of your mind." He's not as angry about it as he was when he started to text. it was mostly hurt rather than truly being angry.

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Was he fine? Sven was doubtful of that judging by how emotional Davy sounded in his messages just now. He wasn't going to probe though because this wasn't the time for that.

"Yeah, I was out of my mind. You were pretty drunk too."

Fuck. What even happened last night? The Swede didn't even know past when he took shots with Joey and his band mates. It all blurred into one after that. At least Davy had invited him over to coffee.

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"I got us home." Davy mentioned but he did get a cup out of the cabinet to offer it to Sven. He was just going to go on pretending he was ok.

"Did you get some sleep?" Davy asked. "You were gone when I got up."

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"Thanks for driving us home."

Sven knew he was in no fit state to get inside a car and drive it, not after all the booze he'd drunk. Lucky for him Davy had a car and was sober enough to drive both of them home. Sven took the cup and filled it with coffee.

"Some. I woke up with stomach cramps but that's normal when I get totally fucked on booze."

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"I wasn't going to leave you there with that woman.."

Davy sighed and rolled his eyes. He's still a little put off but he's relaxed a lot, especially not that Sven was here.

"I left the garbage can by the couch." Davy had been worried the Swede would throw up. "Did you eat yet?"

Davy wasn't sure if Sven's stomach was feeling well enough for that or not.

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"Yeah her I just----let's forget about her."

Sven just shook his head and face-palmed. Fuck that woman, whoever she was. A groupie? Whoever she was, Sven didn't want to think about that part of the evening because he couldn't anyway. It was a drunken blur.

"I saw the can. Thanks, sweetie. No, I haven't eaten because I still feel like hurling."

That was the truth right now.

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"It's for the best."

Davy didn't want to think about her either. Sven looked pale still and Davy felt a pang of worry.

"Do you want to sit down?" Davy didn't know what would make the Swede most comfortable while he was still feeling so sick.

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"It is."

Sven agreed and went to sit down because it had been years since he'd gotten this drunk. How much had he drank last night? He couldn't remember. The worst thing was that he hoped he hadn't done more stupid shit while drunk out of his melon.

"Yeah---sorry I'm bad company right now, cutie. Just I feel a bit sick. I think I might hurl into a bin or something."

Oh fuck. The Swede's stomach churning as he groaned.

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Davy sat down beside him and frowned a bit.

"You can lay down if you want." Davy meant that, even if it led to the Swede having his head in his lap. He could see the Swede might get sick. It wouldn't be the first time Davy held back someone's hair. It happened with Joey often enough.

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"It might help."

Sven just felt sick to his stomach and shitty generally so laid down slowly so he didn't feel dizzy and put his head on Davy's lap. It helped a little with how his stomach was acting, even if the singer was a little embarrassed at feeling this way.

"Sorry for being like this. I should have stopped at that last shot with Joey. Was Mick's father with us last night? I thought I saw him throwing money at strippers."

An older blond guy was there at least.

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Davy let him lay down and pushed the long hair out of the singer's face. He felt bad for the singer even if Sven had done it to himself.

"Ted was there. Drunk too." Davy had seen or met a lot of people he hadn't before last night. "I think there were 14 or 15 people there that you knew, and my band."

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Sven was loving how gentle Davy was being with him even if he couldn't fully enjoy it feeling so sick. There were so many there last night that Sven lost count. It had been a good night up until he got wasted and then started doing stupid shit.

"I need the bin. Ungh."

Moving up quickly, Sven grabbed the bin and threw up into it.

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Davy felt the heave in the Swede before he even spoke. He quickly gathered up his hair out of the way so it didn't get in the way.

"It'll be ok." One hand keeping the Swede's hair out of the way and the other stroking his back. Getting it out though was probably the best for Sven right now.

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"Oh fuck."

Sven gasped for breath after throwing up and tried to control his breathing because his stomach hurt. He just needed a moment to allow his body to get rid of whatever it needed. The drive to Davy's house had probably caused his stomach to turn a little and make him sick like this.

"I might need some water."

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Davy just kept stroking his back and waited it out. "I'll get you some when you're done."

Davy didn't want to get up while the Swede was still heaving. Once he was done though he would get him some warm water with lemon. That would help settle his stomach hopefully.

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"I should have known better than to get fucked up like this. I'm not a youngster like my brother."

Sven was feeling a bit silly for letting himself get like this when he was one of the older band members. It happened to a lot of people though, didn't it? Ronno and his Mule. Did Joe and Fredrik get sick? Who knew.

"Thanks."

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"I've seen some old bastards crawl out of bars."

Davy had seen a lot of drunks in his time. That came with being in bars so often.

"Sit up a little." He'd help Sven take a drink if he needed. Davy isn't sure how bad the Swede was feeling.

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"Yeah, I've seen a few of those myself."

It was more Sven was used to being the one who looked out for everyone else, especially his baby brother. Ulrik was the one getting trashed and falling underneath tables. Sitting up a little he nodded and hoped he wouldn't heave again. Breathing slowly, Sven could feel a cold sweat cover his brow.

"Thanks for being here with me, sweets."

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Davy took care of whatever he needed and frowned a little. "When you're feeling a little better you should get a shower. You smell like a dirty bar floor."

He was teasing slightly but also serious. He smelled of booze and sweat, and now vomit too.

"You're such an annoy bastard." Davy stroked his hair and hoped the Swede would lay back down. "I guess I'll take care of your dumb ass."

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"I guess I do stink."

Sven laid back down before even trying to walk to the shower just in case the threw up again. The hair stroking felt really nice though and the Swede wanted to feel more when he was better.

"Thanks for taking care of me, sweets. You really are a cutie."

Sven felt like crap but he knew it would soon pass.

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"You do." Davy confirmed with a bit of humor in his voice.

"Do you need help in the shower?" He asked because sometimes Joey's benders left him unstable. He wasn't about to get naked in the shower but he would help.