Perspectives | TordTom

•-Art Reading -•

-Toms pov-

  I was drawing one of those usual Weirdcore scenes.. mushrooms, covered in eyes... chequered floor.. You know. I've always been obsessed with Weirdcore.. I'm not quite sure why.. I feel like the reason being because I've never had eyes.. And I just love how beautiful eyes are..

Eyes are beautiful.. I never knew how I was able to see without them.. But I'm grateful I can.. Drawing Weirdcore is my way of coping.. It's weird, but it works..

Coping from what..? I'll explain later on..

  I was still sketching it out when Tord came back over with the drinks.. He handed the tea to me as he took a drink out of his own.. "What did you get..?" I asked quietly.. I had never been fond of talking.. I honestly hate it.. "Coffee." Tord spoke.

Tord took a glance at what I was drawing and smiled at me.. My face became a bit red.. I need to stop getting embarrassed about people seeing my art..

I turned to another page and handed the sketchbook to tord, as well as a pencil. He looked at me sort of confused..

"I'd like to see your perspective.." I smiled a little. Tord looked at me for a minute then went to drawing. I gave him space while he drew, because I hate being nosey..

-Tord's pov-

  I decided to draw Bakugou because why not? He's beautiful. My art isn't the best, but at least I can draw Bakugou in the MHA artstyle. I finished the details in my sketch, then handed the book back to Tom, proud of what I drew.

Tom looked at it for a minute, then looked up at me. "It's beautiful.." Tom spoke.

"Why thank you." I said proudly. "Could I read your art..?" Tom said. I looked up, confused. "What do you mean by that?" I asked.

"I can read how people feel and act just by looking at their drawings.." "Sure, why not?" I spoke, smiling at the bean.

  Tom started examining the sketch. "The messy lines.. Mixed up personality... The way you draw the pose... You become bored often because of Edd and Matt... the face expression.." Tom looked up at me.

  "You have something that needs to come out.." My face went really red. "Y..you're right Tom." Tom looked up at me. "You're a very good mind reader." I said to them. "I'm not a mind reader.." Tom said.

"Do you want to know what I was thinking?" Tom looked up at me again. I cleared my throat. It's time. TELL THEM. DON'T BE AN IDIOT FOR GODS SAKE.

"I was thinking.. About you. About how beautiful you are. About how amazing your perspective is. How much I want to be with you. You are amazing. I love you."

  Tom's face was so red as I spoke. Mine was too. "I mean.. If you're okay with it.. I was wondering if we could... you.. know.." I leaned back in the chair. I felt a tiny hand on top of my hand. I saw the fingerless gloved hand. I looked at Tom, they were looking back at me.

Tom nodded.

I literally know nothing about MHA