Blue as Bruises, Red as Blood (TomTord)

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It was a normal day for Tom. He had just finished his breakfast and was on his way to do his daily lessons with Tord. He was surely learning a lot, and he became slightly more fluent everyday. He spoke Norwegian very rarely now, only when he forgets a word in English. Tom was proud of his student, being that Tom never thought he had was go good at teaching.

Tom walked down the hallway. For some reason, that night kept flashing in his head. The night where Tord had had a nightmare. What could that nightmare possibly be about that would scare Tord that badly? He's not scared of anything as far as I know... The eyeless male thought. He remembered it so clearly, Tord was shaking and sweating... The tears that streamed down his face... Why did he point to his neck? Tom realized this and more thoughts began flowing. Thoughts swarmed in his head, until he walked up to Tord's door.

As he was about to knock, he heard something... strange. Like, panting almost. It was obviously Tord who was doing this. Tom pressed his ear against the door to hear better. Is that... moaning...? What the hell...? Tom decided he wondered long enough. Tom twisted the doorknob and the door slowly swung open.

There, he saw Tord. He sat on his bed, his laptop in front of him. He must've realized his mentor was in his room, he began scrambling to put everything back in place.

"Tord? Were you just-"

"Shhhhh! Shut up!" Tord whispered in a low voice. Tom walked over to Tord's bed. He leaned over on Tord's side. Just as Tom's eyes looked at the laptop screen, Tord quickly shut the laptop. Tom looked at the Norwegian, who gave him an awkward, nervous stare.

"Were you watching hentai?" Tord's face suddenly went red. "Maybe...?" He confessed. Tom giggled slightly. "Alright you weirdo, close the page so we can start our lesson." Tom turned away as Tord opened his laptop again. He looked back a few seconds later, to see the translation site opened.

They were an hour into their lesson. Tom was reviewing their previous lesson, as Tord had a few questions about pronunciation. This was going just as Tom had planned, except for when they finished. "Sorry about earlier..." Tord told him as they put away the laptop. Tom gave him a confused stare. "What do you mean?"

"The u-um... when you uh... walked in...?" Tord stuttered awkwardly.

"Oh, that, it's fine. I won't tell anyone. Just remember our lessons start at 12:00 and end at 1:10." With that, Tom excused him.

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wELL GEE, THAT WASNT AT ALL AWKWARD. Jk. I'm planning on updating my one-shots book soon, so look out for that :p

That's about it. Thanks!