"His Sister..?" [Tord x Reader] (Discontinued for now)

Chapter 5

You, Tom, and Tord had gotten back to the house. You were waiting in the bathroom for Tord since he left to put Tom in bed. He had told you to wait in the bathroom for him. You looked at the burn. It wasn't second degree but it still hurt and looked pretty bad. You lean back and close your eyes but his face is all you can see. You open your eyes and take some breaths then grip the pearl neckless.

"I'm sorry mom...."

You held back tears and Tord walks in. He grabs the first aid kit from under the sink and sits down in front of you. When he looks up at you, he looks at your 'eyes'. He then looks back at the first aid kit and takes a cloth out of it. He gets up and turns the sink on cold water.

You watch the water pour out the faucet. Tord gently puts his hand on your cheek. You flinch out of instinct but soon calm down. He smiles softly and wipes the tears away with his thumbs but soon takes his hand away and grabs the cloth again. He runs the cold water on it. You could tell there was something he wanted to say but he was holding himself back.

He takes the cloth from the sink and turns it off. He rains out the cloth and looks at you.

"This is gonna hurt"

You nod and hold your breath. Tord sets the cloth on your burn and you wince. You take a sharp breath in but keep yourself from saying anything. Tord smiles softly and sits down in front of you. You take some breaths and keep the cloth on the burn.

"When it stops hurting we can take it off."

You nod and keep yourself from tearing up. An awkward silence settled between the two of you. Tord leaned back on the wall and bite his lip, thinking about what to say, you assume.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to but..."

You look at him.

"What is the real reason you are here?"

You pause and look at the floor. Tord seemed a little panicked and tries to backtrack.

"I-I mean you don't have to tell me. If it's being handled then theirs no need."

You take a breath and try to say but nothing comes out. You sigh and get up.

"One sec"

You run-up to your room and grab your phone. You open it to all the pictures you sent to Tom. You head back to the bathroom and hand the phone to Tord.

"Just swipe right"

You sit down on the toilet and look at the cloth. You started to get nervous and started regretting showing Tord. You jump your leg up and down waiting for a reaction of some kind. Tord finally sets down your phone and looks at you. You keep your attention on the rag.

"Does the burn still hurt?"

You shake your head and Tord takes the cloth off your hand. He grabs some wrappings in the first aid kit. He takes some toilet paper and folds it up on your burn then wraps it up.

"Thank you"

Tord looks at you and smiles.

"No problem"

You smile back and he finishes wrapping up your hand. He puts everything in the first aid kit and tells you to go to bed and get some sleep. You took your phone to your room with you and you change into comfortable clothes. You look over at Tom who was snuggled in his bed. You smile then get into your bed and close your eyes, trying to replace Zack's face with something else.

Morning

You woke up to the sound of fighting and the smell of bacon. You get up and stretch then grab your hoodie and feel to see if it's still wet (which it is). You sigh and set it down then look at Tords hoodie on the floor. You pick it up and throw it on your bed then get dressed for the day. You pull your (h/c) [hair color] hair back and take a breath.

You grab Tords hoodie off your bed and head to his room. The door was shut but you could hear someone inside. You knock and the sound stops. You wait for a little then knock again but nothing happens.

"I'm coming in"

You open the door then turn on the light. No one was in the room and everything seemed to be together. You set Tords hoodie on his bed and walk out but before you walk out, you hear something and look inside. The wall was moving. You shut the door and take a minute to think about if you saw that right or if you were hallucinating. You head down to the kitchen to start your day.