"Okay, Tord, Tom, me and Matt are going shopping. Please don't kill each other while we're out." Edd said, as opened the door. "Do I really have to stay with this Commie? Ugh. I would rather die." "I'll get you Smirnoff." "Fine." Tom sat quietly on the couch, staring down at his phone. "Morning." Tord yawned, as he walked from out the hallway. "Oh! There you are. Me and Matt are going to the shop, okay? You and Tom are staying here." "That's... Ugh. I hate it, but fine." Tord scowled. "Bye Matt bye Edd." They said at the same time. As Edd walked out the door, he could only hope that Tord and Tom would get along.
5 minutes later...
"OH SHUT UP TOM! JÆVEL ALCOHOLIC!" "AT LEAST MY PARENTS LOVED ME!" "You know what? Let's drop this, okay? Let's just get along so Edd's happy." "UGH FINE!" Tom stormed off to his room, and Tord followed him. "Tom? I'm sorry. Are you okay?" Tom didn't reply to him. "Tommee? Are you okay?" "Don't call me that." "Okay. Do you want to talk about it? Do you want cuddles?" Tom turned red. "NO! WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU ASK THAT?! I hate you... so damn much..." Tom grumbled. Tord touched Tom's shoulder, but got his hand hit away. "Tom. Answer me. Do you need a hug? I said some... horrible things about your parents and I'm really sorry." Tom turned around and launched himself at Tord. "Tom... it's okay. Shh I'm here. It's okay." Tord held Tom in his arms for a few minutes, before Tom quickly pulled away. "We never talk about this again. Got it?" Tord chuckled, before agreeing. "Alright Tom." Tom sat back down on the couch, wiping tears from his eyes. Tord sat next to him, before going onto his phone. They sat there for about an hour. "Tom, I'm bored." "Go on your phone then." "That's boring." "Okay then, come with me, Commie." Tom said as he got up. Tord followed him. As they approached Tom's room, Tord asked, "What are we going to do?" Even though he already knew what was about to happen. "Lie down." Tord did as Tom said. He layed down. "Hm. Now you're willing to listen, eh? Good." Tom said with a smirk. Tom whispered into Tord's ear. "Okay. Just do me well, alright?" "Of course I will." Tom grabbed Tord's arms, which pinned him down. "If Edd or Matt comes back while we do this, I will kill you." "Just f-ck me already." "Gladly."
*Sus noises and stuff bc I'm not that person*
Later...
Tom sighed. Maybe I shouldn't have been so rough? I mean, he slept like a baby at least. Tom thought. Tom looked back at the shirtless Norwegian in his bed. He watched as Tord slept quietly. I need sleep. Edd's gonna question this. Tom thought as he climbed into bed. "Tommee..." Tord mumbled in his sleep. "C'mere Tord." Tom said, as he pulled Tord closer to him. "I love you. Cutie."
"TORD! TOM! WE'RE BACK!" Edd yelled. "COMING EDD!" Tom yelled back. "Tord. Get out and go to your room now. If Edd finds out what we did I will kill you." Tord made a tired sound, before getting up. "Okay." He sighed. "Tom?" "We'll talk later. Okay?" "Mhm!" Tord quickly left the room. "Hi Edd!" "Hey. Sorry we didn't come home last night. It was late so we booked a hotel and stayed there for the night." "It's fine. And yes, me and Tom got along, no casu- ca- -casooalt- okay, y'know what? No one got hurt." Tord wasn't completely fluent in English, as in he couldn't pronounce some words correctly. "HA! Did you mean casualties?" "F-ck you Jehovah. I'm going back to sleep. And then I'm putting on a shirt. It's cold out here."
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IM SORRY I HAD TO I HAD TO!
