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It is a quiet early summer day in Vörå. No concerts, no festivals so far. Everyone of the band enjoyed their little vacation. While Gambämäänin & Thåossin went on a bike tour through Finland, the 3 main members of Vörjeans stayed at home. Freppa is carrying a large toolbox as he went back to the garage.
„Freppa! Gimme the wrench.“ Määnin calls him as he was laying on the ground, working on his motorbike. Freppa put down the box before grabbing the tool, but he hesitated.
Määnin looks up to the taller man, whose wearing his sunglasses & having his cigarette in his mouth. „What?“
The taller one replies. „You get it, when you do me a favour?“
„What favour?“ The other asked in a slightly annoyed tone.
„Bring a whole pack of trip juice to our next gig. Please.“ He says.
„Yeah whatever, i promise… Can i get the wrench now?“ Määnin replied, rolling his eyes.
Freppa smiled and gave him the tool. While the other went back to work, Freppa went to the cupboards and took a sip of his beloved trip juice.
Few minutes later, Määnin curiously asking. „Hey, Freppa… where´s Tommy?“
„I don´t know… he wanted to be here for around 20 minutes ago.“ He replied, looking at his watch.
Suddenly Tommy enters the garage as he kicked the door open. He was furious about something and cursed around. „Oh… there he is!“ Freppa said with a smile.
As the angry glance of the leadsinger looked right to his direction, Freppa became quiet.
Määnin sat up and asked. „Hey Tommy… what´s wrong, man?“
„What´s wrong? I´LL TELL YOU WHAT´S WRONG… THIS STUPID FUCKING MANAGER… Bla Bla... AND THEN MY DAD... Bla Bla Bla …“
Both men never saw their friend raging about something that hard before. They barely listened to him anymore after 5 minutes and even after 10 more minutes, Tommy won´t stop. They watched him walking around wildly in circles with a can of beer in his hand.
Soon Määnin had enough. He stood up, walked to his best friend to stop his rage speech as he slammed his hand right against the wall behind Tommy. He shrugged by the loud slam and his voice silenced quickly as Määnin stands very close in front of him. Their eyes met in the moment as Määnin´s sunglasses slipped down a little bit. This intense look… this look of Määnin´s deep blue eyes was something, that always took Tommy´s breath away since their first meeting.
The decent scent of smoke and motor oil surrounded them. Määnin then takes a cigarette out of his pocket and gently put it between Tommy´s soft lips.
„You need to calm down, Babe. Rage doesn´t suits you.“ He murmured to him.
The leadsinger blushes red as Määnin leans forward to light up Tommy´s cigarette with his own. This closeness in that moment, let Tommy´s heart pound faster. Their eye contact didn´t break off during that clearly indirect kiss.
Freppa, who´s watching the whole scenario in the background, silently sipped on his trip juice with a look on his face as if it´s a normal interaction between his two bandmates.
The bassist leans back again after the other man´s cigarette glow up. As soon as he noticed Tommy´s body begin to relax, Määnin grabs his arm to lead him outside, while making a small gesture to Freppa, that the situation is out of danger. The taller one just nodded and sighed in relief.
Outside behind the garage, Määnin leans himself against the wall. He took a deep puff on his cigarette and asked Tommy, how he´s feeling now.
The other man didn´t reply because he was still zoned out. His heart beated hard against his chest while his eyes checked out Määnin´s profile.
The dirty white tanktop, the loose mechanic work trousers, his imperfect perfect hairstyle.
„Määnin is so hot and cool~…“ Tommy swoons over him in his thoughts while he took a small puff on his cigarette. He started to cough a bit, but it´s okay. Once after a concert, Tommy tried to start smoking like Määnin, but he coughed heavily after inhaling the smoke. Since then he tries to avoid it. But in small moments, when he´s all alone with Määnin, he gives in and carefully puffs with his best friend. Suddenly a finger snapping brings him back to reality.
„Hey, Tommy… are you listening to me?“ Määnin asked in a serious tone.
„Y-Yeah…“ Tommy shook his thoughts away.
„You´re lying! Come on… tell me what was going on inside your sweet head?“ The other man teases him as he tapped his finger on Tommy´s forehead.
„N-Nothing?! I-I´m fine… really.“ The leadsinger answered, while looking away shyly.
Määnin just started laughing while also coughing a bit. „That´s gay… But you´d calmed down now, right?“ He´s asking him again.
„Y-Yes…i did. Thanks…“ Tommy replied with a soft smile before taking one last puff & stubbing out his cigarette.
„You´re welcome! So… with that… would you like to help me with my motorbike? I need your expertise.“
Määnin asked him as he put his sunglasses back to the right position.
Tommy agrees immediately with bright blue eyes and a wide grin.
The bassist smirks, before he grabs Tommy´s beer to sip on it.
And as he laid his arm around his best friend´s shoulder, Tommy´s heart skipped a beat again.
His gaze wandered down to his lips. Määnin noticed that. He turned to him and leaned in to give him a brief kiss. Tommy´s surprised face expression, dilated pupils and flushed cheeks are speaking volumes.
"Gotcha!" Määnin whispered to him, teasing him more. But without any hesitation, Tommy returned the kiss just as briefly to Määnin.
After a short moment of silence, both just smile happily to each other before they went back inside.
Freppa, who was sitting on the couch, doing his own stuff, noticed that Tommy´s mood has changed. He just smiles while watching his two friends working together on Määnin´s motorbike. Freppa knows since a long time, that these two are more than just best friends. They´re lovers.