Tattoo You [for oprorsk_sode]

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor had been thinking about getting a new tattoo recently because he'd been itching at his right bicep wanting something there since he'd already got tattoos on his ass cheek and left bicep. The one on his ass being a depiction of Lucifer's cock, albeit a very crude one. The real Lucifer saying it wasn't big enough to be his actual cock.

So now the punk was walking to find Mikkel, hopefully inside his room with the other Danes or drinking somewhere in the apartments. The Dane was good at tattoos so Viktor wanted him to do it rather than pay some fucking mug out on the Strip. Knocking twice, Viktor waited because he didn't know if Mikkel was naked with his Swede or whatever inside.

"Mikkel? You in there?"

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[hellfire_andfury]

"If any of those fuckers show their face when I'm around I'll burn them to the ground."

Viktor was serious about this. No one attacked or abused his friends and they'd have Vars and all the others to deal with too. Mikkel was still just a kid and Viktor liked how he kicked balls in all the right places when dealing with a shit world.

"Fucking stupid rules, mate. Blokes should be able to dance too. I've been in jail and it's fucking boring and shit."

How many times now? He lost count.

[oprorsk_sode]

"They already have." Mikkel sighed while feeling the stress building up.

"They're trying to take us back to Denmark, I think." He frowned and focused on tattooing.

"They sent my brother to jail for what they did Rik and I. He almost died there." Mikkel didn't like jail and he paused the tattooing to stroke the Brit's upper arm gently, in support. "I've been dancing since I was 13. Fuck them."

Mikkel had a huge rebellious streak that had let him survive.

[hellfire_andfury]

"Fuck 'em. I'll beat them up if I see any of them."

Viktor was all for protecting his friends and tour mates any day. These Dane wankers that were Mikkel's family sounded like right assholes. The punk easy to rile up would soon end up in a fight with one if they dared appear in front of Viktor.

"Shit. That's rough. Ansgar? That bloke deserves a fucking medal after living through that hellhole. The pigs are shitheads and don't listen to you."

The Brit just shook his head and tried not to get too worked up because he didn't want to wreck his tattoo.

[oprorsk_sode]

"My brother and sister are the only reason I survived." Mikkel mentioned while working. He loved his brother for so much more than being family. He could feel Viktor tensing up and thought they should change the subject.

"What have you and Vars been up to?"

[hellfire_andfury]

"We've been riding around on the bike, making bombs, getting smashed on vodka, doing good shit."

Viktor liked that he could do the things he wanted with a man who was equal-minded as him. The bonus being that Vars was also a fucking Norwegian badass too.

"I've been making a flamethrower with him too. Napalm. It's fucking cool."

[oprorsk_sode]

"I like Vodka too."

Mikkel was glad that Viktor was calming down a little. It made the tattooing easier.

"Vars is a good man. I like spending time with him."

[hellfire_andfury]

"Vodka is about the only booze I like to drink. Everything else tastes like shit to me, except maybe Akvavit. That stuff is fucking decent."

Viktor liked how fast it got you wrecked. He stayed still as much as he could while Mikkel worked on his tattoo, which looked really good so far.

"Vars is a fucking legend, mate. I really love him."

[oprorsk_sode]

"Fredrik and I drink a lot of vodka, and mead."

As Viktor stayed still Mikkel could work a bit faster. He did stop and poke at the bracelet Viktor wore.

"We all know what this means." Mikkel went back to the the tattoo. "Is that commitment or an engagement ring... bracelet?"

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor looked down at where Mikkel poked at his bracelet and felt a pang of warmth inside. Vars had given him this and it was special---just as special as an engagement ring. They were together and that meant forever.

"Yeah, instead of a ring he gave me a bracelet. It's fucking badass and Viking."

The punk adored it and was very sentimental over it even though he rarely showed his emotions.

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel smiled and glanced up mischievously at the Brit.

"Betyr det at du er hans kone?" He winked as he worked. He's teasing but Viktor did get the 'ring'.

[hellfire_andfury]

Mikkel's words caused the punk to look up and frown. Did he just say wife? Kone. The punk narrowed his eyes and felt like poking the Dane in the arm but had to stay still.

"Fuck off----jeg er ingens kone."

He liked to think of himself as equal to Vars and be his husband.

"Jeg er den samme som ham. Mannen hans."

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel knew he was ruffling the punk's feathers. "Come on."

Mikkel smiled and stopped working and grinned. "I know what it is like to have a quiet little grouch who takes care of his pissy assed brat."

The Dane started to giggle. It had just dawned on him that the two had similar relationships and it was funny in a way. It also made Mikkel feel less alone oddly.

[hellfire_andfury]

"Come on, what?"

Viktor just stared at Mikkel, defiant in his expression before cracking into a grin. What the boy was saying rang true in many ways but fuck if the punk would freely admit that. He saw his relationship with Vars as special and somewhat private in the bedroom.

"Quiet little grouch? Vars? Fuck, mate. That man talks a lot when he's drunk. I suppose I do too."

As for pissy-assed brat---Viktor didn't want to ask who that might be.

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel started to laugh and went back to working on the tattoo.

"Not much different than my grouch." He thought it was cute. "He even likes pissy blonde brats with nice legs."

Mikkel winked at the punk, teasing but it's friendly.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor kept still and just snorted at Mikkel's comments. It seemed both blonds shared men who were grouchy but loveable in their own ways. Vars was the punk's soulmate and fiance.

"Who's the pissy blond brat? You?"

The Brit winked at Mikkel as he worked on the tattoo.

[oprorsk_sode]

"You too." Mikkel snickered while working on the tattoo.

"I know." Mikkel could see some of himself in the punk.

[hellfire_andfury]

"You're calling me a fucking long-legged blond brat? You fucking cheeky bastard."

Viktor did laugh though, as he shook his head, looking up at Mikkel for a few moments before going back to the tattoo.

"I might want another design further down the line. You're good at this shit, mate."

The punk rarely gave compliments unless he really meant them and right now he did.

[oprorsk_sode]

"It takes one to know one?" Mikkel started to giggle quietly as he worked.

"Thank you." Mikkel started to blush from the compliment. He was almost done with the tattoo. Now, he was more focusing on making sure it was perfect.

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor just gave Mikkel a sly look but was more focused on his tattoo now that it was gaining more detail. It looked really fucking good.

"How are you for doing full back tattoos? I might want to get one with a large horned god on my back. Bapho---uh---Vars explained it to me. Baphomet. The goat bloke."

The punk was trying. All he knew was that he wanted to be part of Vars' religion and embrace it.

[oprorsk_sode]

"I've never done a full back but I could."

Mikkel was curious and wasn't surprised that Vars had been talking religion with Viktor. "Is that the reason you call yourself the Devil?"

In Mikkel's mind that made sense. The Devil imagery for the Devil. Maybe Viktor was some variety of pagan? That wouldn't surprise Mikkel at all with how religious Vars was.

[hellfire_andfury]

"Then, I'll be your first? I'm really fucking looking forward to having a full back done."

Viktor wouldn't want anyone else doing it because he trusted Mikkel over some poncy idiot on the Strip.

"Sort of I suppose. I'm into the Hell's fire and stuff like that. Not that I'm a fucking evil satanist or shit like that more---the image is cool."

The Brit wanted to make this clear to the Dane.

[oprorsk_sode]

"Sure. A back will take a few months to finish." Mikkel did know that from the few months he spent apprenticing with the artist in Denmark.

"I don't think Satanists are evil." Mikkel mentioned since he had run into a few in his time. "I think the imagery will match Vars since he has all the art related to the same concepts in the Nordic."

[hellfire_andfury]

Viktor wasn't expecting for Mikkel to say a few months because he had no idea how long it would actually take. If it took that long then fuck it---he was still going to have it done no matter how long it took.

"I never knew it took fucking months to finish. You know what you're doing though."

The punk shrugged a little and appreciated that it would take up Mikkel's time to do the tattoo. As for cost--well, that wasn't a problem either.

"However much it fucking costs, I'll pay it, mate."

[oprorsk_sode]

Mikkel nodded. "Depending on how detailed the piece is it could take 60 or 80 hours to finish it."

Mikkel had never done a backpiece but the artist that he apprenticed with had while he was there. "After this one heals we can work on drawing for your back."

Mikkel got the cool water and wiped off Viktor's arm. He checked closely for any places that needed touched up. Once that was finished he gave it another wipe down. "How do you like it?"

[hellfire_andfury]

"That's fine, mate. I sort of knew it would take fucking ages but I really want it on my back."

The punk wasn't going to give up no matter the pain, cost or how long it took. The eventual outcome was what he was going in for anyway. Vars would surely love seeing it on the Brit when he was shirtless. Viktor looked down at the tattoo Mikkel had been working on and nodded, smiling as he did so.

"It looks fucking epic. I love it. Really nice detail there and nice clean lines. You're a real pro, mate."