The Performer and his Chaperon (Tordtom)

𝔔𝔲𝔦𝔠𝔨, 𝔄𝔠𝔱 𝔑𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔩

3rd POV

Tom woke up in the middle of the night, the moon and stars still glowing in the dark black sky. He felt a warm body hugging his. He looked up and found Tord, still sound asleep, with his arms wrapped around Toms waist. 

Tom softly blushed and rested his head back down on Tord's chest, falling asleep once again.

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After about 30 minutes, Tord woke up this time. He looked down at Tom and smiled. Tom seemed so relaxed. Tord carefully turned and checked the time. They still had 2 hours till they had to get ready. He slowly got up from holding Tom, but laid him on the couch with a blanket wrapped around him.

Tord had been to Tom's house once or twice, so he had an idea of where everything was.

He walked into the kitchen and started preparing coffee for himself and Tom. Once the coffee had cooled, he poured it into a mug and sat down on a lounge chair. The chair was next to an open window, moonlight and a light breeze filling the room.

Tom had woken up and walked over to the living room, where he found himself looking right at Tord. 

" Still tired?" Tord asked, softly smiling.

Tord opened his arms, welcoming Tom for a hug. Without hesitation, Tom walked over and softly laid back down, wrapping the blanket around himself.

Tord set down the mug on the coffee table and lightly laid his warm hand on Tom's head, gently caressing his hair.

-

 Tom shot up from his sleep. He quickly turned to the clock, they were late.

"Tord! Wake up!" Tom said, shaking Tord awake.

"Hmm?" Tord said groggily, opening his eyes slowly

"We are late! Cmon!" Tom exclaimed pulling up Tord

"Oh shit" Tord said, getting up quickly and running kitchen, where he put the mug back in the sink then went to the bathroom.

-

They had hurriedly gotten ready in less than five minutes and quickly hopped into the car. Tord sped down the street to the theater. He parked quickly and both of them ran out of the car, Tord holding Tom's hand so he would go faster. They both pushed the doors open and ran to Mr. Daniel's room. They pushed open the big oak doors and Tom immediately ran up to Mr. Daniel's desk. 

"SIR! IM SO SO SORRY I-" Tom cried out

"Boys! It's alright." Mr Daniels said, cigar smoke twirled around the room.

" Tom, please don't worry! We have no events. It's only training today." Mr Daniel's reassured the two.

Tord sighed, relived.

"Thank you Mr. Daniels."

"I bet you two were busy anyways.." Mr. Daniel's winked

Tom flushed a crimson red and threw his hands over his face. Tord grinned and a light red dusted over his cheeks.

"NO! It's not like that-!" Tom exclaimed.

"Alright! You two are free to go." Mr Daniel smiled and went back to fiddling with his music disks.

Tom rushed out of the room, Tord trailing behind him.

He ran towards his room, attempting to shut the door before Tord could enter, but failed.

"Aww is Tom embarrassed?" Tord teased, leaning against the door frame.

Tom huffed and sat down on his couch, hugging a pillow to his chest.

Tord pushed himself up from the door and walked over to where Tom was sitting. He carefully lifted Tom's chin and kissed him. A soft, delicate, and short kiss, but long enough so Tord could feel the warmth of Tom's skin and his lips connecting with Tom's.

He pulled back and smiled at Tom, his skin a light shade of red.

Tom returned the smile, softly pulling down Tord to face level and kissed him on the nose.

"You dumbass" Tom smiled, blushing as he looked back into Tord's grey, smokey eyes. They both stared into each other's eyes for a while, before Tom got up and hugged Tord, receiving one as well.