Blue as Bruises, Red as Blood (TomTord)

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Warning: Gay shit is gonna happen so if you don't like that than get out owo

An hour later, Tom and Tord sat on the couch watching tv. Edd and Matt had just finished putting up the Christmas lights on one side of the living room. They started doing the other side. It was silent except for a few exchanged words. It went on like this for about half an hour until Edd has something to say.

"Oh shit." Tom turned around, his dark eyes drooping tiredly. "What?" Tom asked his friend. Edd dug around in a cardboard box, looking disappointed "We're out of lights! I could've sworn I bought enough. Oh well. Does anyone want to come with me to buy more lights?" Matt jumped up and down as Edd finished. "I do! I do! I do!" Edd giggled and went on. "Alright. Tord? Tom? Do you want to come?"

"No thanks." With that, Edd nodded and led Matt out the front door. Tord looked out the window to see the two hop inside the car and drive off. Tord looked back to the tv. The movie was pretty boring, Tord decided. The short Norwegian looked at Tom. He looked bored with the movie, too.

"Hey, Tord." Tom broke the unholy silence.

"Yeah?"

Tom looked down, trying not to make eye contact. It would be too awkward. "I... I'm sorry. I didn't know me drinking could hurt you so bad, and I was completely unaware. I'm sorry for being a bad friend..." He quickly spilled out. Tord looked taken aback. "Bad friend? Tom, you're everything except a bad friend. You are the one who told me how to communicate with people like you do. You made me a better person. If you are anything, you are a great friend, and I don't want to ever forget that." Tom looked up at him, eyes lightning up a bit.

"You really think so?"

"I know it."

"Thanks, Tord. It really means a lot..." Tom leaned his head on the Norwegian's shoulder. Tord realized with a jolt that his friend was still very tipsy. But he didn't care. He slowly leaned his head closer to Tom's. He suddenly felt his friends weight increase in him. Tom was starting to go to sleep.

"Tom." Tord felt crushed underneathed his friend. "Tom!" He heard Tom mumble something, but he couldn't make it out. He once again felt his friend's warm breath on his neck. He heard Tom's soft breathing. Tord oddly enjoyed it little bit. He wanted to stay there forever, but he felt his spine begin to ache.

"Tom!" Tord hissed, finally getting Tom's attention. Tom's eyes blinked open. Tord gave him a glare of annoyance. Instead of getting off of him, he wrapped his arms around Tord, pulling the shorter man down with him as he laid down. Tord didn't struggle to get back up.

They laid on the sofa, both cuddling without even realizing it. Tord faced away from Tom, but eventually he rolled over so the two were face-to-face. Tom was already sleeping, and it soothed Tord. He watched as Tom's chest went up and down with each breath he took. Tord got closer to Tom, wanting the feeling of warmth on his neck. Instead, he woke up the Tom, scaring the shit out of him as he saw the big pair of dark eyes staring at him. Tord blushed like crazy after once Tom saw what the Norwegian was doing. Tom giggled.

"I see what you want," He teased. "Sh-shut up." Tord stuttered. Tom only smiled and hugged Tord closer, feeling his warmth. Silent moments passed as the two cuddled. "You know," Tom whispered after a while. "I could've left you at that café, naughty." Tord giggled. He got close to Tom's ear. "But you did not." He whispered, his accent thick. Tom reached his hand and let his fingers run through Tord's hair, it feeling soft. Tord buried his face in Tom's chest, not ever wanting to let go. It went on like this for several minutes.

Tom decided he would try something risky. But he already got Tord in the mood, so he went for it. Tom slowly slid his hand under Tord's shirt, his hands feeling his chest. Tord was surprised by the Tom's gesture, accidentally letting out a soft moan. He quickly covered his mouth. Tom looked at him, and he was glad his risky move had worked. They both looked into each other's eyes, insanely blushing. Tord felt Tom's leg wrap around his, pulling him even closer. Tord suddenly felt Tom's lips meet his. Tord knew this would happen sooner or later. It didn't take long before the Norwegian melted into the kiss, attempting to use his tongue. Tom noticed this and accepted. Their tongue's explored each other's mouths, but they soon broke apart for air. As they pulled away, they both breathed heavily. They felt each other's warmth, but Tom decided it wasn't enough. Tom pulled down his partner's hoodie a bit, revealing his neck. He put his mouth on Tord's neck, trying to find his sweet spot. Tord moaned as Tom kissed his neck. They went at this for a few moments until one of the moans stood out from the rest. Tom knew he found it. He kept going at it, and Tord kept moaning. Tord could feel the warmth he's been craving for a while, and he loved every minute of it. Tom eventually pulled away, leaving the two gasping for air.

As much as Tom wanted to continue, he couldn't because of the sound of the car pulling up in the driveway. The two froze as they heard the car doors shut, and they also heard their roommate's voices. They both must've had the same thought: shit. The two quickly sat up on the couch as they heard the doorknobs twist. The door swung open. "We're back!" Matt called.

"Lovely." Tom said sarcastically, winking at Tord.

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WELL THEN.