Saloonatics TomEdd One-Shots

Feelings about you - (fluff)

Art by: SomewereOverTheRainbow on VK.
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"Are you already going?" The prince asks when he sees the sheriff rising from the bar stool. "I already had my rest, I'm going to go home and see how the boy is doing."

Edward woke up sick this morning, saying he was having a severe headache and feeling bad. So only Matthew and Thompson left the house. "Do you think it's a good idea to bring him a bottle of Cola?" "Oh! He would love it!" The prince, still in his seat, turned to the bartender who was cleaning the counter. "Todd, can you pass me... ?" Todd turned his attention to the prince, already understanding the request. He turned to the shelf behind him and picked up one of the bottles of Cola, cheerfully handing the cold bottle to Matthew, looking him in the eyes.

Thompson was somewhat surprised by the relationship Matthew had with Todd, they were spending a lot of time together these weeks. Well, he decided to put that aside however, it was none of his business. The sheriff took the bottle from the prince's hands. "I'll be back later. Try to not be kidnapped again, 'kay?" He scoffed ironically as he left the bar, Thompson felt a bottle cap being thrown over his head, along with the sound of an angry prince.

Thompson made his way to his home, some people greeted him as he walked. Thank God today was a peaceful day, with no theft for now. Taking over of the city without Edward was hell itself, Thompson saw how the detective was missing. He had already forgotten what it was like to work alone, now he was always on alert if something minimally suspicious happened around him and was also afraid to not being able to take care of the bandits alone.

Or maybe it's not just for the work, maybe he just likes to have Edward's company around. He doesn't like to remember that someday, Ed and Matthew are going to have to leave to England. He cannot go with them anyway, this city needs him.

Thompson finally arrives in front of his house, he decides to knock the door, even though he has the keys in his pocket. He hears slow footsteps approaching, the door opens in a small space just to reveal a curious green eye. "Oh, hi Thom, come in! I didn't expect you would be here so soon."

Edward opens the door fully now, letting his partner in. "I brought this for you." Thompson shakes the bottle of Cola in front of Ed as he walks inside. The boy's smile appears instantly, his hands try to grab his precious drink, but Thompson slaps his hand. "No! This is for later. When you get better, you can drink."

"Aw come on! I took those awful medicines you gave me, I deserve something!" He says in response, but his silly expression shows that he is not really angry. "Later." The smaller man says in a humble tone as he places the bottle of Cola on a table next to him.

His eye takes aim at a book that is resting on the couch. "Were you writing on that thing again?" He says sitting next to the object. "It's called "diary", Thom." He sits next to his friend, taking his book in hands. "I was just finishing writing about the first day I came to Spitbucket. I forgot to write down some important details." He opens the book on a page that he had finished. Thompson is impressed by the perfect handwriting that Edward had.

"Ugh, writing is boring. I don't understand how this can be a hobby for you." Edward looks at him, still smiling. "Oh please, I just like to remember exactly what I went through... Well, not everything, but there are memories I don't want to forget." His smile drops a little. "It saddens me to know that one day I will have to leave, you know?" Thompson looks at the corner of the room for a moment, remembering that he thought the same thing on the way to home.

Edward was still in the USA because the prince said he was in no hurry to return to England, he sent a letter to the royal castle saying he was fine and was under Ed's supervision to avoid false concerns or rumors. "But don't be sad, I will remember you very fondly." Thompson lowers his head after Ed's comment, probably trying to hide his shy expression. "It's... Very kind of you." Edward tilts his head trying to get a better look at his friend.