^Vices and Virtues^Tordtom^Biblical au^

Episode 8: Bonding Moment

Tom stepped out of the bathroom and got dressed in a black semi-translucent crop top and high waisted pants. He snapped a picture for Matt but there was no immediate response, which was unusual Matt behavior since he's usually thirsting after him.

His thoughts then travel to what he was going to do with Tord, he appreciated Tord making the effort to try and be on the same level as him but it isn't just the same; maybe he should exert the effort too so that he and Matt could be friends... opposites do attract and those two are on opposite ends of a spectrum.

Tom had decided to play nice with Tord, if things go well, he's going to get dicked down which was normal and if he were extra lucky a threesome with the two of them.

There was a knock on his door, causing for Tom to quickly put on his earrings and jewelry before opening the door. Tom's eyes widened as a choked laugh escaped his mouth.

"are you ready to go?"

Tord was dressed in a Bellamy shirt, topped with a black floral version of his tailcoat. Tom's stifled laughter became a guffaw as Tord slowly turned bright red due to embarrassment.

"you look like an old man!"

Tord's grip on the door frame tightened, a small layer of flame covering the surface underneath his fingertips, the smell of wood becoming more apparent. Tom stopped laughing and placed a hand on top of Tord's,

"stop being tense, you don't look bad"

Tord pulled his hand away and wiped it against a handkerchief, his eyes glaring down at Tom. He pushed his hair back and cleared his throat again.

"if you're done laughing at my fashion choices, I formally ask you to a hang out'

"phrasing it like that makes it sound like a date...unless?"

Tord's eyebrows furrowed, his smile faltered, with folded arms and gritted teeth he hastily snarked back,

"don't get ideas, not everything is romantic, you know?"

"why are you even doing this? Just go to a book club or something"

Tom tilted his head, his pentagram earrings swaying slightly as he did so.

"to start over as friends, I want to understand you better"

"ah—"

Tom's teasing grin subsided, he could feel his face heat up, hearing those words from someone else other than Matt was very strange. It was Tom's turn to be flustered, but then again maybe it was just a ploy to get inside his pants; Tom looked back at Tord's eyes and felt warm inside,

"can you give me a moment?"

Tord nodded as the door slammed on his face. Tom paced around his room, what the fuck was wrong with him? Why is Tord's words making him feel weak?. Tom screamed into his pillow and pulled out his phone to see if Matt had responded to him.

There was no reply but he did leave it on seen, Tom rolled his eyes and wiped some sweat off his face. He slipped his phone back inside his bag and walked downstairs, Tord was already in the living room playing with car keys.

"oh you're already here, you want to sit at the front or at the back?"

"anywhere"

Tord's car was white, but it had red accents complimenting it, Tom sat down next to the driver's seat and looked out the window, bouncing his leg as he stared at a snail that he spotted on the ground.

Tord hasn't actually tried driving, he just had a car, and he really didn't expect to get this far. He clasped his hands together and started praying for strength, he then opened his eyes and stepped on the pedal. Tom tried his best not to judge, he saw a snail crawl past the vehicle and still they haven't left the driveway.