Stay ~ (Tord XFemReader) AU

Living with your lifelong crush

"Tord!" You exclaimed, entering the apartment. He was in your kitchen, eating a popsicle.
"Sup, (y/n)."
"You are so lucky Tamara is staying over at Ell's for the week."
"When will she back?"
"No clue, she just comes and goes."
"Oh. Why am I lucky that she's gone?"
"Cuz those are her popsicles."
"Ah, no wonder why they taste like vodka." He said, closing the freezer door and sitting on the counter.
You have been living with Tord for about a week, and it's been awesome. He would greet you in the morning, and even make coffee. But something was off about Tord, and you wanted to know what it was. Shrugging it off, you leaned against the fridge. You then heard the front door open, and Tamara walked in the kitchen.
"Hey." You said, she sighing and drinking vodka.
"Why are you home early?" You asked, she facing you.
"I got bored. Who's this?" She now noticed Tord.
"This is my friend, Tord. He's staying for a bit, if that's okay."
"Hmm. I need to talk to you first." She said, pulling you into the living room.
"What?" You whispered.
"He seems...off. You sure he's the same guy you told me about?"
"Yes. Tord's cool. Trust me, he's fine."
"Okay. But if he hurts you-" she didn't finish.
"Yeah, I know." You said before going back to the kitchen.
"Do I pass your inspection?" He  asked.
"You're funny." She said, drinking more vodka, "I'm gonna go play bass. You kids have fun."
"That's quite the friend you got."
"I guess." You shrugged.
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You were chilling on the couch with Tord, watching a movie. His arm found its way behind you, you blushing and trying so hard to focus on the movie. But you really couldn't even there was a hot Norwegian man beside you, so close. Finally, Tamara walked in and Tord moved his arm away.
"You guys alright?"
"Uh huh." You sighed.
"Well, I'll be out of your way." She sighed, taking a bottle of vodka and going back to her room. You went back to the movie, Tord scooting closer.
"Tord." You began, he turning to you.
"You wanna talk about what happened?"
"Not really. Why do you want to know?"
"It's just- if your best friend that hasn't contacted you in 5 years suddenly pops up at your doorstep injured, you would have questions, right?"
"Yeah. I would. But, listen, (y/n). There was some things I did.... Some things that I'm not proud of."
"That's fine, Tord. You're my best friend."
"And I'm glad for that." He smiled, going back to the movie. Soon, you fell asleep on him, dreaming of the past.