"You!" Tord exclaimed towards a soldier that was dressed rather not in the uniform.
The soldier turned his head and rolled his eyes. His brown hair is a shaggy mess, and he has gashes across his cheeks. His eyes are the darkest yet the oddly brightest of the greens.
Like a forest in those eyes, his lips are slightly chapped as his hands are covered in bandages and small cuts. He is rather a pretty short soldier unlike the others.
"What." He spoke, his accent is heavily in Russian as he raised an eyebrow in disgust.
Tord sighed, knowing the history between the two. Shaking the thought out of his mind as he spoke up.
"Liam, I need you to watch the prisoners down in the dungeon. Would you?" Tord seemed to be much more gentle to this soldier.
Liam lightly crossed his arms, exposing the ragity holes in his black turtleneck sweater. A small red-army badge on the shoulder of the 'uniform' he wore.
"Oh do i have too?" Liam complained with a small smirk. Tord gave a look of a warning which made the smirk imediantly dissolve from his gashed face.
"Fine. But you owe me." Liam spat in response. He turned on his very worn out converse shoes as he began to walk into the direction of the dungeon.
"Hey, Liam!" Tord called out which made the Russian halt his footsteps. He partly turned his head with a huff.
"What? I have a task to do." He snapped in the grumpiness of an attitude.
Tord smiled a little bit. "I'll let you see Brandon after your task, okay?" He offered.
Liam widened his green eyes. It's been so long since he's seen the other soldier. His grumpiness soon after left as a small smile appeared.
"Okay, thanks." He replied before he continued to stroll away into the direction of the dungeon and disappeared down the stairs to it.
Tord sighed heavily as he watched Liam go. Shaking his head to get rid of the thoughts.
He had to focus on the task that is on hand. Tord shoved his hands into his pockets as he walked with his head held highly.
Approaching towards the infirmary after a short yet felt like twenty minute of a walk - he reached to the infirmary.
Taking his robotic hand out of his pocket of his dark navy blue overcoat, he shoved the door open and strolled himself in.
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Tom's Tears
Fanfiction[ Tom ♡ Tord ] // [ Tord ♡ Tom ] •Future/Crisis AU. "Min Kjære, you shouldn't cry because i did this, you should smile because it happened." The Norwegian's thicken accent says over the sounds of Tom's screaming and wailing. Trigger Warning: Bl00d...
