Eddsworld One Shots (Mostly TomxTord)

Mission Aftermath

N/A POV

It was nearly 24 hours since Edd and Matt left for a trip to Miami. Edd was had bought tickets to an art museum and he only bought two tickets, (that's all they could afford,) so he decided to take Matt. Before the two had left, Tom asked why he couldn't be the one to go with him on the trip. Edd had said something along the lines of, "This is a great opportunity for you and Tord to sort things out. What's done is done. Oh, and if we come back and the house is a mess, I'll make Tord sleep in your room."

Now, Tom and Tord sat next to each other on the sofa, watching a horror movie. They hadn't said a word the entire movie, and it was already half way through. Tom would sometimes glance in Tord's direction every once and a while, to make sure Tord was alright. He remembered what had happened ever since Tord got back. The Norski had trouble breathing at times. He told everyone it was just a small cough, but only Tord knew he inhaled dangerous fumes in a mission for the Red Team.

Everything seemed to be going alright so far, except for Tord clearing his throat a few times. Tom began to get tired while watching the movie. His eyes were growing heavier by the minute. That was the case until a jumpscare occurred for a split second. Tom suddenly jolted as a reaction. His dark eyes wide, he felt awake again. He looked around the room in alarm. After a few seconds, he laughed it off. Tom realized how stupid he must've looked in front of his nemesis.

His nemesis.

Tord.

He had completely forgotten about the red hooded Norwegian. With that thought, he looked at Tord. Tom could hear a slight rasp in Tord's breathing. He didn't think much of it, until Tord's hands flew to his chest. He suddenly then sat hunched over in pain. His hands were still, but they grasped the hoodie. Tom jumped up from the sofa, filled with concern.

"Tord!" He inched closer to his rival. Tord groaned in response. Tom flew into the hallway, going into he kitchen to grab a glass of water. Tord's breathing was getting faster as he fought for air. There was a few moments of the sound of raspy breathing in the living room. Tom appeared again, spilling half the glass of water on the sofa as he rushed to give it to Tord. He managed to look up at what Tom was holding, his silver eyes growing dull. To Tom's surprise, the Norski shook his head. Tom looked at the water in confusion. He looked back at Tord.

"What the hell do I do?!" Tom grew impatient when he offered the water again, only to be declined. At this point, Tord was hardly breathing at all. His face was turning blue as he gasped. Tord felt his chest get tighter.

Tom suddenly kneeled down. He grabbed the Norwegian's broad shoulders. Without thinking, he quickly pulled Tord close to his own face, kissing Tord's soft lips. Tom felt Tord begin to calm down, and wondered for a second what the hell he was doing. Moments passed as they both stood in shock, still kissing. He suddenly felt hands on his shoulders as the eyeless male was slightly pushed away. As he backed up, he saw the familiar silver eyes, staring shockingly into his.

"W-what the hell...?" Tord asked, his accent thick. Tom's eyes darted around the room nervously. "T-Tom! What the hell!" Tord began blushing furiously. His entire face became red as he stared at his "rival." Tom's arms drew back from Tord's shoulders. "I-I'm sorry! You w-wouldn't- I didn't- Uh, I-" Tom then pointed to the glass of water sitting on the coffee table. Tord stared at the glass, only to take a sip and put it back.

Minutes passed. The room was filled with an awkward silence. Tom shattered the silence when he finally spoke. "I-I'm sorry." Tord looked away from the tv to look at him. The blue hooded male sat there curled up in a ball. His eyes were locked on the other end of the sofa. Tord suddenly got up and stretched. "It's... alright." He started to walked past Tom until he put his finger tips on Tom's chin. He lifted his head. They held a strong eye contact.

"Don't hesitate to use tongue next time, okay?" Tord purred. He walked away, leaving a stunned Tom alone in the living room.

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It's 2 in the morning, that's all I have to say really. Jeez, I'm tired. Hope you liked it.