Tom- *he walked in and immediately noticed tords classic, stupid red hoodie. He scowled, but for some reason didn't leave. He just went and ordered a smirnoff and kept his head low, hoping tord wouldn't see him*
Tord- *He would bother the patrons sitting next to him until they all left, now being bored out of his mind immediately he'd look around the room, looking for more people to annoy, when he spotted someone familiar. It took him a moment to soak in who it was, Tom. Tord, being drunk, didn't think about the consequences of walking up to him and saying, hello, or something like that* ..T..om. You are here. Mh.. Why?
Tom- It has nothing to do with you coming here, its purely because I was out of smirnoff at the house, so don't get all sappy and big headed because you think you actually think you caused me to need to drink away my feelings or you think i came because i knew you were here. I still don't like you.
Tord- I..m... too wass..ted to care anymore.. *He tried to straighten himself but his constant wobbling and his swaying back and forth would give him away to a blind man* I can.. Buy you.. A round?
Tom- *he stayed silent for a moment, then he looked up at Tord. Feeling bad because he had gotten mad at him when he might've been serious.* Fine
Tord- *He smiled and asked for 2 drinks, a cup of Smirnoff for Tom and Vodka for himself.* B.. bottoms up! *He chugged his glass*
Tom- *he just kinda stared at the glass and back at tord. He eventually drank it, but it felt off to him. Like he was being played. He still couldn't shake the feeling that tord was gonna betray him, edd, and matt. But he figured he might as well enjoy the time before that happens.*
Tord- *His head now safely resting on the counter, he stared up at Tom smiling*
Tom- *he stared back, nearly completely straight faced. Aside a slight frown* we should probably head back. Believe it or not, I hate this place. *that was a lie, he just wanted an excuse to get away from tord.*
Tord- *He got up and stretched his arms* Ahhh.. al..right *He said acting as if he was about to pass out* You might.. Have to carry me, hah.. K..kidding.
Tom- Please, I wouldn't even touch you in the state you're in. *He let out a light laugh, he was only slightly kidding.*
Tord- *He'd chuckle and stand up, wobbling his way to the door* Well.. le..lets go. *He stood there holding the door open for Tom*
Tom- *He walks out and walks a few steps outside before stopping to make sure the tord doesn't fall. After all, he didn't want tord get hurt. Not before he could hurt him* come on.
Tord- O...kay *He'd say following Tom barely being able to stand. Everything was great for Tord, he was happy!*
Tom- *he sighed and walked up to tord and lifted up his right arm, putting his arm around tords neck and tord also did this.* Come on man, you're gonna fall.
Tord- *He looked at tom in confusion, his eyes getting watery* Why.. Why are you being so n..nice to me? *He said getting emotional*
Tom- I.... don't really know. I guess... man I really can't even come up with an excuse. *He looked down as he walked with tord, almost embarrassed to be called out like that.*
Tord- I.. g..guess it is just natural human.. Empathy *He slurred. Tord held onto Tom barely understanding what was going on.*
Tom- I'll go with that. *Tom said, hopeful that that was the answer. Knowing full well what the alternative is, which scared him a little.*
Time skip
Tord- *Tord blinked and woke up in his bedroom that he barely recognised with a pounding headache, he tried sitting up but couldn't bring himself to do so. He laid back down on the bed slightly aggravated, He held his head, unable to deal with this pain*
Tom- *He was in the kitchen, burning bacon in an attempt to make breakfast. Failing miserably, probably because he was the drunk one now. Also starving*
Edd- Ah, Tom. Jesus christ. Do you need some help? *He said*
Tom- *he slightly glared at Edd. And pointed a spatula at Edd threateningly.* Youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu can... not help meee. I ha..ve issues right noooww...
Edd- *Edds face softened and he grabbed the spatula Tom was holding* You're drunk. *Edd sighed he pushed Tom out of the way with his hips* I'll cook this for you, you are obviously incapable of doing so yourself. *He said beginning to cook breakfast for Tom*
Tom- heyyyyy. I was usssing thatttt *Tom managed to say* it's rude to.. Take someones thinnnggssss.
Tord- *After a while tord had finally gained the strength to walk down the stairs and greet his roommates who he hadn't seen for around 10 hours.*
Edd- Tom, I do not care, this is my spatula. *He'd sigh and look behind him for something else to talk about when he noticed Tord walking down the stairs, looking slightly pale and nauseated.* Ah, Hey Tord. You don't look well, everything alright?.. *He felt Tom grab onto his hoodie*
Tom- ould you look who it is! The alcoholiccc.... Finally decided to stop drinking, eyyyyyyyyy???? *he wobbled and nearly fell but managed to catch himself. Letting out a swear before he caught himself* Damn commie, doesssn't know when to stop drinkinggg.
Matt- Watch the language, Tom! *Matt said, coming from his room into the kitchen*
Tord- *He'd focus his attention onto Tom* We are one in the same, Tom.
Tom- Shush it... go work for 40 hour and get not 100%of your effoortt... *he said, trying to think of a comeback.*
Matt- Tom... that made no sense. You need to stop drinking.*Matt sighed.*
Tord- Yeah, man. You should go to bed. You will feel better, I promise. *Tord said sweetly*
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sTorm [TOMTORD] ⚠️
FanfictionThis is TomTord smut (doesn't begin until late) Please be aware of this as you continue Wrote: Matt & Tom: @Freeo_likes_myths