Tord rolled over to see his lover lying next to him. "Tommee. Are you awake?" Tom moved closer and scowled. "Now I am. What is it honey?" Tord looked scared. "I had a nightmare. A scary one." Tom cuddled with him for a little, telling him it would be okay. Suddenly, they heard bang sounds.
Pop!
Bang!
Pop!
Pop!
Tord was on top of Tom in an instant. He seemed to be unable to control his own body! He hit Tom in the head as hard as he could. And broke his nose. Finally, Tord realised what he had done. "Oh my god Tom I- I am so sorry. I don't- it was- I'm so so sorry." Tord said, tears beginning to roll down his face. Tom sat up. He swiftly picked Tord up and held him. "It's okay Tord. Reminded you of... gunshots?" Tom asked. Tord nodded, hot tears flowing down his cheeks. Tom made a clicking noise. "It's okay. I'm here." Tord felt horrible. He practically jumped out of Tom's arms and ran down the hall. He returned a few moments later with a first aid kit. Tord bandaged Tom up and cuddled into him. "The fireworks, right? War?" Tord nodded yet again. "I love you honey." "I love you too."
