"He won't. I won't let him, mate. Viktor is a nice enough bloke when he's not being a complete ass-head."

Billy knew the man was rough around the edges but he was their band leader and could be a decent bloke to those he cared about. Just because he opened his big mouth at the wrong time sometimes didn't mean everyone had to hate him. He just needed to adopt a little more decorum at times.

"Fuck off does it need a wig."

That just got Billy giggling at how stupid that sounded as he playfully tickled Rik under the chin. Not for long though since he knew the Dane would collapse into a giggling fit and that wouldn't fit for manners. Not where they were.

"You bet I want in your room, smukke. It's been hard not having you with me and I don't want to leave you but----I know we have to separate again soon."

Billy's blue eyes fell to the floor a little as he knew they would soon be apart once more and it hurt. His heart ached for his Dane as well as the intimate side of things. Just snuggling into that mass of hair.

"We could try phone sex if you wanted? Once we're apart."