Yes Sir - (TordTom)

Old Friends - 27

My friend is icelandic and she says, "lífið er bara gott ef þú ert ríkur", I refuse to translate it so sorry if it's offensive or something. She just wanted to be in my book.

Tom, using his flexible prowess, manages to get his arms to his chest instead of behind his back by morning so luckily he wasn't too sore. "Baby." Tord said softly, nudging the cutie beside him. Tom just let out a short-lived sigh and curled further into his dominant's chest. "Thomas we have the whole month to ourselves. No work, no parents, just us." Tord said peacefully, drawing circles on the slim boy's back. The Norski gently pulled himself out of his small boyfriend, which made him whine into waking up. "Hey hey, no pouting." 

Tom just blushed a bit and sat up slowly, remembering where he was. "Why don't we go see if you can meet your old friends today?" The leader suggested and found joy with the lights in Tom's dark eyes. "Really?!" Tom sat up and gasped. Tord leaned in and gave him a soft and warm kiss before moving away and nodding. The small boy just giggled and blushed with excitement. "I think it'd be a challenge to get dressed like this though." Tom held his arms out for Tord to untie him, to which he did.

"I've never seen you in a normal environment and-" The leader paused as Tom got up and starting to get dressed.  He took a deep breath before running a hand through his hair. "Your friends won't be scared of me, will they?" He asked, a strange kind of nervous Tom had never seen on him before. "Matt maybe, but Edd's kind of gangster and won't care. He thinks every other boy I hang out with has fucked me, so at least he'll be right this time." The voided boy buttoned his black jeans up then slide his hoodie on. He knelt back down to his bag and rummaged through his things.

"What was the last thing you did before you left the school?" Leader asked solemnly and got his red shirt and pants back on. "I slept through all my classes, there was no point in trying." He sighed heavily and took out a ribbon, then stood up and looked to his leader. "You kept it?" Tord asked, feeling his heart flutter a bit at the kind gesture. "Yeah, it meant the world to me." Tom handed it to him so he could put it around his neck. Tord tied two loops to make a bow at the back then stepped away.

"Why don't we get in the car so I can get some more clothes at the shopping mall, then we could meet up there." The Norwegian suggested while looking out the Motel window. "What kind of stores do they have in Scandinavia?" Tom got his phone out and started texted his friends. He wasn't allowed to have his phone usually at the army, so he didn't stay in touch. "Mostly the same stuff, a lot of individually owned restaurants." He grunted a bit, missing being back at home. "Where do you buy furniture and stuff?"

"Usually... Ikea." Tord walked over to the bathroom and started fixing his hair up. Tom held in his laughter and just let out a few giggles. "Hey I like your hair fluffy don't do that! And really, that's it?!" He snickered a bit more. "Well if you've got a stable budget then maybe Húsgagnahöllin or Rúmfatalagerinn." He huffed smugly and walked back out, fixing his shirt now. "Isn't Ikea already pretty expensive?" The dark eyed kitty followed it's owner around. "Not in the Nordic countries, since it's mostly made there."

"Oh. Let's move back there." Tom hugged his owner from behind and nuzzled him. "Not today but maybe someday, for now let's get in the car." Tord chuckled and floofed up his kitty's hair. "Edd said Matt and him would meet us at Kolliesburg mall in a few, if possible!" They walked down the wall and took the elevator down. "Sounds good, I'll get the location then shop for clothes while we wait." He smiled at his boyfriend.