Tord's Perspective
The next morning, Pat stated with me in their room and gave me as much love and affection as possible. He had permission to go off of his shift for me because of Thomas, which was nice. Right now I was in Pat's lap, snuggling while the older parent. My face was buried in his pastel yellow sweater, and my arms were snuggly wrapped around his belly. I loved the calming sense my father always brought me, no matter what the situation. I internally whined when somebody knocked on the door. "I'll be back in a second Tordle." Pat cooed and set me down on the bed, going to answer the door. There stood Tom fully in uniform, looking confident with a healthy glow. "Oh! Blue Angel, what brings you here? Is there a problem with me taking time off of my shift?" Pat asked and allowed him to come in. "No, I just wanted to spend some time with your son." He stated and approached me. I grumpily buried my face in a pillow and tried to move away from him.
His warm hand slowly ran across my back before gently rubbing it. "If you give me a chance, I'll make it worthwhile." He told me in an attempt to coax me out of my shell. "I'll even treat you like my mate, if that's what you want." He added and I felt a strange bubbling sensation in my chest. I was unsure and confused. "I know it's very hard for you right now, but I'm trying to help you Tord." He told me while rubbing my back soothingly. I loved having my back rubbed just as much as Thomas did. I looked up at him unsurely and squirmed as he pulled me into a hug. "I'll be here for you, okay? I'll protect you from all the bad things." He talked to me like a baby and held me close. I sneered and looked away, clearly pissed that he talked to me in this demeaning fashion. I was okay with my parents doing it, but not Thomas. Yet the other desperate part of me enjoyed it and urged me to let Tom care for me. I continued to stare up at him and rested my head on his neck, thinking it was at least worth a shot.
He softly cooed in my ear and picked me up carefully. "If you can stand, I'd love to go on a date with you. As your er.. faux mate." He told me and I lightly blushed as he set me down. "A date..? Us?" I curiously asked and he smiled softly at me. He looked as if he pitied me, but I didn't really mind. "Of course Tord. I want you to settle into this new lifestyle, okay? And I'll do anything to help you get comfortable." He told me and I weakly smiled. It still crushed me to be a simple worthless human, but I could handle it if I was being cared for. "Come on, let's go." He prompted and gently guided me out into the hall. Pat waved goodbye to me and I nervously smiled, letting Tom caress my hand in his own. "You're so dramatic." Tom commented with a grin. I glared at him defiantly and rolled my eyes. He chuckled and brought me into the kitchen where many of the staff were cooking up a fabulous early lunch. "Oh Blue Angel! We have what you requested sir, please do enjoy it." One of the helpers said. She was a young teenage pink-haired girl with brilliant blue eyes that lit up with dreams. She held out a small picnic basket and Thomas gratefully accepted it, giving her a pleasant smile and thanking her.
"A picnic basket?" I questioned and he shrugged. "I found a place I thought you'd like to hang out at for a date." He explained and began walking off. I quickly followed him and smiled slightly when he wrapped his arm around me, resting his roughened hand on my hip. "It's okay to be weak, you know that right?" He checked and I sighed, simply nodding in response. "It's not like I have a choice." I grumbled and heard Tom whine. "Don't think of it as a hassle, think of it as an exciting new way to live. A new way to love." He attempted to cheer me up and I simply looked away. "Oh don't be like that... Just try to enjoy the date at least? For me?" He pleaded and I sighed as he brought me into the forest. I heard the familiar call of Gygjar as she curiously peered over the trees, looking for her son and her master. Tom stopped in a flowery clearing and sat down, opening the basket and spreading out a large cloth that had come from it. I sat down on the dark blue cloth and tried to get comfortable as I watched Thomas.
He set out many little dishes and sides, practically a buffet of options to chose from. As soon as he handed me a plate and some silverware, I eagerly picked out my favorite choices. I got myself a melty grilled cheese sandwich with tomato and cream soup in a container, as well as a small serving of mixed salad. I happily dug into the assorted meal and didn't bother to look at Thomas, too occupied by my meal to care about the other person. I guess this is a small part of why I'm single, huh? Tom didn't seem to mind though, since he didn't speak and simply ate. After the initial buzz of receiving delicious foods wore off, I glanced up at the kind man sitting across from me. I finished a big swallow before getting my bearings and speaking. "Sometimes I wish none of this had happened, y'know? We've been through a lot, and I wish that I had done everything differently. Maybe then, we'd be out in a public park in London having a lovely picnic instead." I let out and he smiled softly at me.
"You mean you'd want to go out with me while we were living together in Edd's house?" He inferred and I turned bright red. "N-No! No you asshole!" I huffed and crossed my arms. He grinned and kept his friendly demeanor apparent as he stared at me with relaxed eyes. I couldn't really see his emotions through those endless voids, but they still showed so much. "I wouldn't mind going on a date with you back then, though back then I was too stupid to try to understand you or anything you lived for." He rambled before biting into his grilled chicken sandwich. I dropped my pouty attitude and smiled as well. "I wasn't exactly trying to mend our tattered relationship either, so I don't blame you." I excused him and watched as he pulled out a bottle of juice. He held it out for me and I curiously stared at it before taking it. I examined it closer to see that it was peach juice, which I had no idea even existed. I drooled at the sight and quickly opened up the bottle, which made a satisfying sizzle as the cap popped. I began guzzling the delicious liquid and heard Tom laugh. It was a genuine and sweet laugh, and I liked hearing it.
Back before all of this, I hated everything about Tom. That included his voice. I loved hearing it now, in such a different tone than before. I pulled the bottle away before I drowned myself, a satisfying wet pop coming from the action. I closed the bottle and set it aside, seeing Tom drinking some sort of lightly alcoholic beverage. Once he noticed I was eying it, he allowed me to hold it and examine it. He knew how naturally curious I was. It was some sort of cocktail in a can, disguised as a simple fruity soda drink. I had never tried something quite like this before. Assuming that Tom wouldn't mind, I took a taste and licked my lips. The acids from the fruit burned along with the small traces of alcohol, but it had a really satisfying aftertaste. I gave it back and he chuckled at my strange ways. "Did it taste good?" He asked and continued sipping his fruity beverage. "Sure did, I didn't expect you to drink something so light. Usually you're just downing Smirnoff like a suicidal maniac." I sneered pointedly.
He simply shrugged and set the colorful can down. "I didn't want to ruin our date, besides I'm not allowed to get drunk in the army." He reasoned and continued eating. "Right.. It's just strange." I observed before laying back, staring at the man contently eating in front of me. He was so much more open than in the past. It was honestly amazing, and I loved it. I was just not taking the time to fully enjoy him after all this wasted time. He set down his finished bowl of soup and stared back at me, sharing a sort of understanding. We both knew how special this moment was, and that if anything fucked it up than we would commit arson. Using we while thinking about Tom made me shudder internally. I just wasn't used to there being a "we". "Come here, you ridiculous Commie. You have soup all over your face." He said before pulling me close, gently wiping the excess food off with a napkin. I leaned into his touch and he smiled before letting go. "Honestly, you get so excited over food." He teased and I chuckled.
"I can't help it, I'm a sucker for a good meal. Honestly, all you'd have to do to get me caught in a trap is set out a good soup. I'll come running faster than a cheetah, and then I'd be done for." I joked with a grin. My face felt so oddly warm, and my chest did as well. It was so strangely soothing and subtle, but I could feel it for sure. Maybe he could feel it too, because he seemed to make it stronger every moment. "We should do this every day." I suggested and broke my attention away from the attractive man, focusing on finishing my meal up. "Maybe for dinner, during the sunset. That would be lovely, don't you agree?" He hummed and I nodded in agreement, pushing an olive into my stuffed mouth. Tom seemed to break into uncontrollable laughter at the sight of my stuffed cheeks. I shyly blushed and ate quietly, trying to hide my red face. "God- y-you're such a fucking dork-! I-I love you." He snorted before quickly moving to cover his mouth. It became quite the awkward moment for both of us, knowing exactly what he had meant in that moment.
His cheeks turned brightly as he turned away, clearly embarrassed. I finished swallowing before responding too quickly for my brain to process. "I love you too Tom, you've grown into such a loving man." I admitted without feeling more flustered than before. I could at least finally admit it to myself and him. He turned to look at me and removed his hand. "You do?" He asked doubtfully and I narrowed my eyes playfully. "I'm not saying it again, you stupid bastard." I teased playfully and he relaxed, cracking a nervous smile. "Well thanks, I really didn't mean for it to come out that way." He told me and grinned like a pure dork. "Oh shut up- the cat's out of the bag, Thomas." I stated crudely and placed a finger under his chin, coaxing him closer. "What now?" He asked quietly and stared at me with wide eyes. He seemed smitten, but also in awe of my "beauty" or whatever the hell made him stare at me this way.
"Now, we act like the stupid and irresponsible men that we are. I'm not going slow, keep up you mutt. You've gotten yourself into a dangerous man." I purred before gently kissing the romantic male. His eyes fluttered closed and he moved closer, knocking over a few of his empty dishes as he returned the gentle kiss. Once I allowed him to pull away, he took a moment to collect his love-drunk head before speaking. "You weren't kidding- I really didn't expect that so soon." He admitted and quickly corrected himself. "Not that I was expecting that at all-." He tried to cover up and I rolled my eyes. "Shut up, honestly you're so lame." I purred with a grin and chuckled as the smitten man awkwardly cut off his future words. "That's my line." He huffed with a grin before kissing my nose. Ew, the romantic nature of the situation was wearing off. I gently pushed him away and sat up, cringing at how purely cheesy that was.
"It's getting a bit late for my lunch break Tord, sorry to cut this short." He interrupted the defusing moment, beginning to pick up his dishes. "Right, right.." God damn it all, why does he need to have responsibilities? I wanted to be selfish and cling to him, but I wasn't so immature. I helped him clean up before he picked up the basket and began strolling back towards the base at a leisurely pace. I walked with him and stayed quiet, not wanting to look at him. I was a bit overwhelmed by the whole thing, and I wished that Tom didn't need to go. Once as got near the tree-line, he stopped the both of us and held my hands. I stared at the strangely attractive male, not knowing his next actions. "I had a great time today Tord." He simply told me and moved closer to me. Ah, I see what he's asking for. I'll play along with his little game. "Me too." I said warmly and relaxed as his warm thumb slowly rubbed my hand. I resisted the trained urge to pull away when something got closer to my face, letting Tom lean in a bit closer. I slowly closed my eyes in anticipation and felt my heart melt as he lovingly kissed me. His lips were so soft and pleasant, like all of him was. After a minute of peaceful connection of the soul, Tom pulled away and reached up, rubbing my cheek. "I'll see you tonight, okay?" He purred warmly and held me close. "Alright." I meekly responded and sighed as he let go of me. He gave me a last peck before walking into the base, leaving me a bit dazed. So many questions and new feelings to explore, so little brain space for my human mind.
THE MOMENT YOU'VE WAITED FORTY-THREE CHAPTERS FOR IS HERE FUCKERZZZZZZZZ!!! EAT MY ASS IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TO WAIT- YOU AREN'T WORTH MY TIME-. -collapses-