Chaos - TordTom

Chapter Seven

Tom watched Tord continued to work. He really wanted to help but Tord just kept refusing him to do so.

So Tom eventually stopped asking.
A groan escaped the taller males lips as he dropped the pen. He turned around.

Facing his lover.
"My hand is locking up on me." Tord complained as he rolled his robotic wrist.
"Maybe take a break? It's been a few hours. It's dark out."
"No, I mustn't take breaks. I shall continue working. Especially since Edd and Matt are planning their attack."

Tom sighed.
"I can't believe I agreed to this.."
"Hm? What are you talking about?"
"This. Your world domination. Don't you see how wrong it is?"
"I don't see a problem with it."
Which made Tom fall quiet.

Of course he didn't see what was wrong.

Tord smiled as he eyed Tom lovingly.
He suddenly patted his lap.

"C'mere.." He'd mumble. Tom felt his face heat up.

"W-what..?"
"Come here, pretty boy. Sit on my lap while I work.." He'd say with a grin slowly tugging on his lips.

The brits face turned completely red.
"I'm not asking again." Tord says sternly.

Tom looked down to avoid eye contact as he slowly sat himself on Tords lap.

Tord hummed in approval as he felt Tom sit.

The leader raised his hand and started to pet Tom's hair. His robotic hand picking up the pen, as his fleshed hand (the left.) petted Tom.

"Who's a good boy?" He'd softly ask Tom. The other bit his lip and hid his face in the leaders chest.

The leader chuckled darkly as he started to work again. Playing with Tom's hair as he worked.

"M-me.." Tom mumbled out. Which caused Tord to drop his pen. A light blush rose to his cheeks as he chuckled.

Picking back up the pen. "Yes, you're my good boy."
Tom felt his heart flutter. Yet his brain was full of rage.

Tom furrowed his eyebrows and made a scowl expression. But it imediantly faded away when he felt Tords hand petting him.

Now, a small smile appeared as he leaned into the norweigans touch.

"I love you." Tord says softly. Causing Tom to lift his head.
Tord wasn't looking at him though.

But instead at the small stack of papers in front of him.

"I love you too." Tom responded as he kissed the scarred part of Tords face.

Tord giggled. As his eye slowly looked over at the other.
Tom frowned slightly, just now noticing the eyepatch.

"Hey Tord?.."
"Hm? Why the long face?"
"Why do you have an eyepatch?.."
Tom questioned.

The two went silent. Tord cleared his throat. His cold robotic arm goes down and wraps around Tom's waist.

Tom felt himself get goose bumps from his cold the metal was.

"My right eye is blinded." Tord finally would say. Completely facing the other that sat in his lap.

Tom felt his heart started to ache.
"It's my fault.."
"No, it's–"
"–No, I did this to you. All because of the stupid harpoon i shot at you."
"Thomas,–"
"No! No. I hurt you.."
"It's all in the past–"
"I don't care. It's affecting your future."

Tord shakes his head and leaned in. He kissed Tom. Tom felt tears start to roll down his face as he kissed back.

They pulled away.
"It's in the past, I'm alive. That's all that matters now. And we will have the world, together. You and i, against the world." He said, smiling.

Tom sniffled as the norweigan brought up his hands. Cupping the others cheeks.

"I just wished you would stop this.." Tom hesitantly would say.
Which made Tords smile imediantly left. Instead it turned into a scowl.

"Why can't you see it. Why."
Tom furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"Why can't you see this world is a horrible place?! The world is filthy. Nasty. Full of horrible people. I'm just conquering it. I need it in my hands, my dear. Dear, so it can be fixed. So it can be at peace."

Tord would say. Laughing insanely right afterwards.

Tom suddenly felt pissed.
He smacked Tords hands away and got off his lap.

"I, i-i can't do this with you. It feels..wrong. You're delusional!"

Tord felt angry as he rose up from his seat.
"DELUSIONAL?!" He'd shout. As he grabbed the collar of Tom's uniform.

"I'm not delusional! I'm speaking the truth! Listen to me."

"Fuck you!" Tom spat as he harshly shoved Tord away. Tord grunted as he hit his back against his desk.

Tord snarled as he got up. He swiftly grabbed his lover and pinned him against the wall.

Tom gasped and whimpered.

"I'm not delusional. Im speaking the truth! You're not seeing it! Dear, dear Thomas. Why...why can't you see it?!" Tord screamed as he smacked Tom's face.

Tom cried out in pain. His cheek stung. "T-Tord!"

"Shut up!" Tord retorted back as he pressed his lips against Tom's. Hot tears rolled down Tom's face as he kissed back.

Tord pulled away and pressed his forehead against his.(Tom's.)

He glared at his lover.
"Do you love me?"
Tom whimpered and nodded.

"Use your words, tell me you love me."
Tord says, in a more softer tone.
Tom sniffled.

"I love you.."

This made Tord smile. He kissed Tom's injured cheek.
"I'm so sorry for hurting you my dear, I was just angry..I didn't mean too."

"I-its okay.." Tom stuttered out.

Tord hummed softly. As he unpinned the other.

He suddenly heard a soft knock at the door.
"Enter." Tord says as he walked away from Tom.

Patryck entered the room.
"Hi sweetheart, I'm just here to take the plates."

Tord nodded and walked over to his desk. Grabbing the plates. He handed them over to Pat.

"Here Papa. Have a good rest."
"Thank you honey." Pat would respond and softly kissed Tords head.

Then Patryck left the office, closing the door softly.

Tom walked over to Tord. He slowly brought the taller into a hug.

Tord hugged back.
"I'm sorry for making you angry.."
"It's okay min kjærlighet. I love you."

"I love you more.."