Magenta

Captured

“Fuck…” Tom mumbled when he saw the sun beginning to peek through his window. He was so exhausted but he couldn’t sleep. He had been staring at the ceiling for hours. “Fuck it..” He can’t wait any longer, he was fucking starving. Tom’s stomach roared and he felt the baby kick at the same time. “Yeah, yeah, yeah I know, we’re going to the store so calm down you little shithead.” He laughed.

Thankfully the store was only two blocks away so he decided just to walk. It was really quiet today, hardly any cars and not to mention that there weren't many people out either. Tom was listening to some of his favorite songs on his little ipod thingy, like “Dirty Car” by Studiokillers, “Phoenix” by Fall Out Boy and “Senses” by Slenderbodies. He was in his own little happy place and just grabbed some bread, peanut butter, and jelly.

The small Brit yawned and went to the check out, he dug through his pockets, he had his ipod, stuffed bear and finally his wallet. He scanned everything and went to pay but his card declined. It declined three times, he didn’t have any money. “Fuck… Sorry little one, looks like we’ll be going hungry.” he growled at himself for being an idiot and walked out without the groceries.

“Hey wait, Thomas!” the brit turned around and someone was chasing after him, “Here, I couldn’t let you go hungry.” Some random guy said and handed him the food he wanted to buy. “Oh thank you so much! I’ll pay you back I swear and- wait a minute, how did you know my name-” he was cut off by someone throwing a bag over his head.

Of course the poor boy tried to fight back. “Get the hell off of me!” He managed to kick one of the three guys in the groin, but that same guy growled and took the bag off his head just so he could sock the Brit in the face which knocked Tom down, he got knocked down hard. A loud crack was heard along with a soft, pained squeal as he landed on his arm “Get him in the van.” The leader of the three demanded.

“H-Hey! Let me go!” They took his arms and tied them behind his back and covered his mouth with a piece of duct tape. They threw him into the back of their van after wacking him over the head with a led pipe. It only felt like a few minutes, but when Tom sat up, he was harshly pulled out of the van and thrown onto the floor.

“Easy! Be easy with him, you idiots! What happened to him?! Why does he have a black eye?! Why is he bleeding?!” A tall man with dark brown hair said he was clearly enraged and quickly ran over to Tom and started cleaning him up. A smaller man with big eyebrows yelled “Who the fuck did this to him?!”

Tom glared at the guy standing on his left. Tom recognized the two men from before. They were Tord's best and closest soldiers.  The taller soldier named Patryck caught the message and grabbed the soldier by the ear, and forced him out of the room. Paul shooed the rest of the soldiers out and wiped the blood off of Tom’s face. “Are you okay?” He asked softly as he cleaned the giant gash on Tom’s head.

Tom hissed. “Yeah, I’m fucking peachy..” The small boy’s head was fuzzy, it was way too bright in here. He looked around before letting his eyes flutter close “Where am I?” The small brit asked the man. “Red Army Base, Red Leader has been desperately looking for you.” Tom weakly opened his eyes and looked at the soldier's name tag.  “Paul.” it read.

Paul handed him an ice pack to put over his black eye. Tom groaned and hid his face in his hands. “They weren’t supposed to hurt you, let me see your arm.” Tom grunted and tried to move it with no luck, the area was swollen, red and heated.. “Yep, it's broken, come on, let's get you into the medical ward. Did they hit you anywhere else…. In the stomach or abdomen by chance?”

He helped the poor boy up onto his feet. “What? Oh, no they only hit me once and then I fell, but then they hit me over the head with a pipe, those stupid fucks.” Paul nodded and had him sit on an empty medical bed as a doctor and her nurses started swarming him. They patched up his injuries then drew some blood. Which was usually a nightmare for Tom but he was so exhausted, too tired to notice. Too tired to care.

After the blood work came back the doctor had almost everyone leave the room, she was very touchy, she put her hands nearly everywhere, especially Tom’s abdomen. She felt around and Tom’s heart dropped when he felt the baby kick, he was more than relieved to know that it was unhurt, but it was just bad timing for the doctor’s hand to be right there at that exact moment so he tried to cover it with him coughing, hoping she’d buy it and thankfully it seemed to work.

Suddenly the door slammed open, “Thomas! My sweet baby! I missed you- what the fuck happened to him?!” Tord barked as he hugged the boy tightly and did his own inspection of him. “Oh sweetheart, I'm so sorry. I told them to bring you to me unharmed, which ever soldier did this to you I’ll fucking kill them.” He growled and cupped the boy's face in his large hands. Tord couldn’t help himself, he kissed Tom’s lips softly, then the bridge of the boy’s nose, then the eye that was now bruised.

“You poor thing, are you okay?” Tom blushed and just shyly nodded as he rested his forehead on Tord’s shoulder. Tord pulled the small boy onto his lap and ran his fingers threw his hair carefully, making sure not to disturb the new bandages. Tom sighed and cuddled into Tord’s chest, enjoying his smell.

Tom tried to sit up but was hit by a sharp shock, he knew this kind of pain. “I think I threw my back out…” Tom hugged back with one arm while the other was casted and in a sling. “Aw my poor baby, here.” Tord used both of his hands to message Tom’s lower back, slowly working out the knots and the stress that Tom was holding there. Tom hummed.  His eyes closed and he let out a deep, relaxed sigh.

“I was so worried about you, I was scared to death that I had lost you for good.” Tom just tiredly nodded. “Get rest honey, it's late, I’ll be right here by your side.” There was a small pinch in the back of Tom’s neck, like a needle. But he let himself fall asleep. What an awful fucking day.

((Question time!

Does Tom have a good relationship with his parents?))