“A home away from home, since Blue won’t let me sell the cabin,” Eivind said, though it was less a point of contention now that they were not financially struggling. They could make it work with the four of them. All individuals were aware of one another's boundaries. Stellan had graduated from don’t breath near Blue to acceptable short of lingering touches. Sig had slept with them in their bed often enough it was obviously not an issue, though Eivind was the one who minded a little bit more, respectful of Stellan’s fresh claim.<br/><br/>Blue cleared his throat to gain their attention and Sig was hopeful Blue was about to express his desire to hit the road. Things were lining up for it but he wasn’t really surprised when Blue instead made it clear he wanted to push the wedding up. Eivind was running his hands down Blue’s back when he wrapped his arms around him, brows knitted together as he processed this.<br/><br/>“I don’t want it to be too rushed. I want it to be nice,” Eivind was saying, though it didn’t say like a no. He was just trying to figure out how to do that all more quickly. Sig busied himself with opening cabinets, turning away so that his somber expression gave nothing away during this time that was supposed to be happy. He knew exactly why Blue was doing it and once he had a few seconds to collect himself he assured Eivind he would help with the planning.<br/><br/>“If you really want it to happen sooner I’ll make it happen,” Eivind conceded. Anything for Blue, as always.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Sig was a big help, throwing himself into wedding planning fully. It was going to be small which had already been decided beforehand. Blue’s family, and some of Eivind’s pack. Sig used Blue’s mother and sisters to help with some ideas as well. He relied on them to help him pick someone appropriate to perform the ceremony. It was going to be simplistic, but it was going to be nice. He talked with a caterer and went along with the happy couple to try cake flavors. None of which Eivind was overly fond of, but of course there had to be a cake. Appointments were made with tailors, each man needing to be properly fitted. Location was something that hadn’t been decided on and Eivind wasn’t very helpful either. He had Stellan come with him when he went visiting places. Sig used it as an excuse to explore, spending time with and getting used to his new mate. Stellan was easy to be around and he enjoyed him. It hadn’t turned into a bad arrangement, something Sig was thankful for.<br/><br/>With a lot of the logistics out of the way Sig took a few days away from all of it, something else planned to break it up. It was something he’d already wanted to do before the wedding had been pushed forward, and with it closing in on them he was running out of time.<br/><br/>He had Blue blindfold Eivind for a proper Swedish bachelor party kidnapping and then did the same to Blue, escorting them both out to the truck.<br/><br/>“What have you planned?” Eivind growled skeptically, though went along with it if only for Blue’s excitement at the prospect of some surprise. Sig had booked them (with Eivind’s card) a VIP room at a nice gay-friendly male strip club a town over. He and Stellan had done<i>research</i>to make sure it was the proper place. Less chance of knowing anyone and ever seeing some of those faces again, which he thought might help Eivind to unwind a little bit. Upon entering they were greeted with top-shelf liquor and a hard body dressed in very little leading them back to their designated area. Eivind’s lips were pressed into a thin line, looking to Sig murderously, though the little wolf could only smile excitedly at him.<br/><br/>“Is Stellan coming?” Eivind asked.<br/><br/>“We’ve already explored this place a bit and he had something to do tonight. Said I would need to babysit you anyway so Blue could enjoy himself.”