"But it's okay, now. You have recovered splendidly well from your surgery." Tord informed as he cupped Tom's cheek, using the pad of his thumb to wipe away Tom's Tears that were rolling down his cheek.
"Where is Edd and Matt..?" Tom muttered as he lowered his head. Tord sighed. "In their imprisonment. But that's alright. I'll keep them here for you to be happy."
Tom knew he shouldn't believe Tord, but something felt..right. With a thought of hesitation, he gave in and nodded his head.
Tord smiled at this response. It seemed crazed as he placed his hands onto Tom's cheeks. Cupping them as he laughed softly.
"As long as you stay here, with me." Tord lowly spoke as he placed his forehead closely onto Tom's.
His hands going up and hugging the spiked haired male's head. Tom remained still. He did not speak.
"You shall be working with me alongside. You are going to be my second in command and we will get you in training right away. I will see you within time." Tord explained as he lets go of the dark brunet's head.
"But what about Edd and Matt..?" Tom whimpered out but was silenced by a bellow of Tord's voice.
"Enough about them! I'd rather see them roasting on a spit than continue to discuss about those dimwits." Tord bellowed as he stood up.
Tom scoffed at this. He lifted his head as he shouted. "You know damn well they were your friends! How dare you."
Tord laughed at this bickery of a response. He placed his hands on his hips and shaked his head.
"Friends? I do not need friends. I need power. And why of course, world domination. That is what you are working for me now."
"WHAT?!" Tom screamed out as he stood up now on his two feet. Realizing what he is really getting into.
"You heard me Thomas, you heard me." Tord replied with the steadiness of his voice being calm. It is unsettling to say the very least.
This halted Tom's outburst. He isn't use to the Norwegian being this calm about any situation.
"Now Thomas, you want them to be alive, right?" Tord emphasized as he went over and gripped onto Tom's jaw.
Tom clenched his teeth as he narrowed his glowing goggled eyes. He did not say a word.
".. Exactly." Tord answered for the brit as he tilted Tom's head to the side forcefully.
"You want them safe."
Tord tightened his robotic fingers on Tom's jaw, knowing well it was bruise later.
"Do you?" Tord whispered as he leaned his head close to Tom's. His warm yet intimidating breath hitting onto Tom's slightly quivering lips.
"Yes, I do." Tom whispered out in emotional pain from being gaslighted and manipulated by the man in front of him.
"Excellent." Tord's voice rasped with accent as he stepped back. Letting go of Tom's jawline.
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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...
