"Thanks. We can take care of each other like best friends should. You're more than that though---a soul mate? That sounds right."

Fredrik wrapped his arms around Mikkel's waist and gave the Dane a long hug, just enjoying being close to his friend after the incident with that fat pig at the booze store.

"Torden won't mind? It could be fun with us learning to cook with him!"

The young Swede giggling, kissing Mikkel's cheek.