TordTom OneShots

All Too Real (MW) [NSFW]

Mattsworld AU!! I've been wanting to do an MW version for a while now (ಥᗢಥ)
- dirty talk and sadism / masochism [slight blood, hitting, choking, degrading, etc.]
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I've been noticing some slight changes in attitude from Tord recently. Usually he'd make it clear how much of an annoyance I was on a daily basis, spitting insults at me, getting aggravated by my persistent teasing, etc. etc., you get the idea. Although it's seemed to have settled--the tension between us. Instead of glares and snarls, I've noticed his wandering eyes landing elsewhere around my body and a hint of blush when I'm near him. No longer shallow words intended to hurt, but simple 'hello's and 'good morning's. He's able to be in the same room as me without complaint and even smile or laugh at my stupid jokes.

It's almost pathetic how he thinks I wouldn't notice.

Which is exactly why I would confront him about it directly, but of course that probably wouldn't go too well. So instead I'd whip up a little concoction in my lab, something to make the process of confessing a little easier.

Sure, I could just tell him I know and move on with it. Whether he'd admit and say I was right wouldn't matter. I want him to tell me himself. I want him to say 'I like you'. I want him to say 'I want you'. To hear it come straight from his mouth exactly what he's feeling, would bring so much joy to my ears. Admitting to crushing on the person you've said to hate the most. That's the goal.

To embarrass the absolute hell out of him.

So naturally after creating this little desire-admitting serum of mine--which I hope would make him act upon whatever he really felt--I would catch Tord on a day where it was just the two of us at home. Thankfully it was easy to do, as we all have slightly differing work schedules. Though the thought of having him pour his heart out to me in front of Edd and Matt would be absolutely hilarious, I decided against it. I can be nice sometimes. He aught to thank me later.

I brewed up a pot of coffee, pouring myself a cup. It was somewhat early in the morning, around 8:30 or so, so I expected the drunkard to be awake soon. I knew he liked coffee most mornings so before leaving the coffee pot alone, I poured my little concoction in--swirling it around a bit to help it dissolve faster before putting it back on the brewing stand. Taking a seat at the island table, sipping my own un-tampered coffee, I heard the faint footsteps coming from the hallway to my left.

"Good morning." I greeted blankly, pretending to be busy on my phone.

Tord stretched and let out a long, drawn out yawn, "Morning". He let his muscular arms fall to his side and turned to look at me. I could tell he noticed both the cup in my hands and the strong smell emitting throughout the room. Quickly glancing between me and the pot, he spoke, "Coffee? Are you gonna have anymore after that cup?" Tord pointed to the mug I had in my hand. I shook my head, gesturing for him to take some for himself. Which he did, gladly. Perfect.

The first few sips he took from his cup, I watched intensely. I noticed his face scrunch oddly probably due to an off taste. Not like I would've taste tested my own serum to make it unnoticeable, so I had to hope he wouldn't really care or that it wasn't that undrinkable. Which seemed to be the case, as he chugged the rest of his cup in little to no time at all.

I wasn't expecting any immediate reaction so having moved to the couch in the living room to create some distance was alright. As long as he'd get to telling the truth eventually before the others get home, I can wait for it to kick in.

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It had been nearly 4 hours and I stayed on the couch and did some channel surfing while Tord had gone back to his room. Sure, I know I said I could wait as long as it would take but I didn't mean to actually want it to take forever. I was growing impatient by the second and the annoyingly happy music and bright colors flashing on the screen of the tv wasn't helping my mood. Or pass time for that matter. If anything it felt as though it was slowing everything and melting my brain into a glob of gross mush.