I Love You, Too~ (TomTord One-Shots)

Rain

It had been raining for the past 3 days. It sent Edd, Matt, and Tord into a calming sleep, but kept Tom awake.

*patter patter patter*

Tom looked out his window with narrowed 'eyes'. He stood up and put on his hoodie, then went outside to sit on the front lawn. Before he did, though, he grabbed a bottle of Smirnoff. The rain was falling lightly onto his face and dripping down his nose. Tom stared up at the stars. He sighed, now realizing that the rain was calming.

Suddenly he began to cry. With no reason. Maybe because he always felt so empty. Maybe because he always felt so unwanted. Maybe because he loved someone but didn't know how to show it.

Maybe because he knew that person would never love him.

Sobs racked Tom's body, and he brought his legs up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. His shoulders bounced up and down uncontrollably. Tom opened the Smirnoff and chugged half of it down. He melted at the taste, his senses becoming numb.

Meanwhile, Tord was sleeping in his room until he heard crying coming from outside. He pulled on his hoodie and glanced out the window. Tom was curled up on the grass bawling his eyes out--that is, if he had any. The Norwegian sighed; Tom had been doing this more often, almost every day. Tord went outside and leaned against him, then draped his arm around his shoulder. He didn't even bother to ask what was wrong because the answer was always the same: "I don't know."

Tom finished the rest of the Smirnoff and hugged Tord tightly, pressing his face into his chest. "T-*hic* Tord?" He sniffled as brand new tears formed in his nonexistent eyes.

Tord played with Tom's hair and replied, "Yes?"

"D-Do you ever *hic* fff-eel s-so empty inside?" He whispered.

This took Tord by surprise. "Why, my love? Do you?" He didn't care if he used the nickname--Tom wouldn't remember this, anyway.

"B-B-Because I do. I feel--*hic*--unwante-ted." The Jehovah's Witness had never admitted any of his feelings even while drunk, so you can imagine Tord's shock.

"But you are wanted."

"I-I am?"

"Yes, my love~"

"B-By who?"

"By me. And Edd, and Matt."

"B-But I'm worthless," Tom insisted. "Nobody l-loves me. *hic* I-I love someone, tho-though."

Tord raised and eyebrow. "Really? Who is that?"

"You."

A light blush spread on the commie's cheeks. "I love you, too, Thomas." He smiled. "I love you, too."

--Time Skip--

Tom woke up with a splitting headache and he turned to look at his nightstand. There was a cup of water and two pills. Confused, he took them and walked to the kitchen. Edd was cooking, Matt was bouncing around talking about himself, and Tord was off watching TV. Tom clutched his forehead and groaned.

"Morning, Tom," Edd smiled. "I see you have a hangover."

"Y-Yeah, I guess I do."

"Hey, Tom! Anyways, back to me," Matt said.

Tom seemed to roll his eyes and then went to the couch to watch TV with Tord. He snatched the remote and changed the channel.

"I was watching that." Tord muttered.

"Does it look like I care?"

"Well I cared when you vented to me last night."

"I did WHAT!?"

"Yeah. You were drunk and told me you felt unwanted."

"Um... what else?" Tom nervously tugged at the neck of his hoodie.

"That you love me~" Tord smirked.

"DAMMIT, DRUNK ME!"
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Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking: two chapters in one day!?

Sorry about that ^-^ im just really bored and let procrastination take over... yeh