"Tartiest guitarist? Is that so? You cheeky bastard."

Billy laughed and then nuzzled into Rik's hair, giggling at the comment. Perhaps he was tarty since Gilly was much more tartier than him. He was full on girly bitchy tartmouth. The gift though? It made the Brit's heart beat that bit faster because it was something special from his Dane.

"I know. I wouldn't anyway since it's from you, smukke. I love you."

Kissing Rik on the lips softly, Billy wrapped both arms around his boyfriend and smiled.