sick of you (tomtord)

13.

Tom paced outside of Tord's house, running a hand through his hair continuously. "'Will you go out with me?' No, that sounds stupid. Uh, 'how are you?' No... 'hey, you're pretty cute!' AGH, NO!" He threw his arms in the air.

Tord's window was open and he gazed at Tom dreamily, eyes half-lidded. He rested his head on his palm and sighed contentedly. "You done talking to yourself?" he called out.

"Wait-" Tom looked up at him in alarm, heart picking up speed and face reddening. "Shit, i-i'm sorry. Did you hear anything I said?"

"Barely. Just heard you being a dork."

"Can I come in?"

"Sure."

Tom climbed the tree and slipped inside the house through the window, fiddling with his fingers. He remembered about the flower he got Tord and reached into his hoodie pocket, taking it out and giving it to the Norwegian.

"Oh, thanks!" Tord took it and brushed his fingers over the petals. "It's really pretty."

"That's why I got it," Tom bit his lip, debating whether to say because it reminded me of you. They stood in silence. "Uh, are your dads home?"

"Nah, they're on a date." Tord rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Anyways, wanna watch a movie?"

"Yeah. Sure," Tom nodded. "Wanna invite Edd and Matt so it can be like a double date?"

"This is a date?"

"Uh- I mean, well-"

Tord laughed and flicked Tom's cheek. "Shh. It's fine."

--Time Skip--

Tord clicked the play button on the remote and sat down next to Tom on the couch after shutting all the lights off.

"We'll go make popcorn," Edd grabbed Matt's wrist and dragged him to the kitchen. Tom nodded in acknowledgment.

Five minutes into the movie, Tord started to get impatient. "I'm gonna go check on them," he whispered and got up off the couch, peeking into the kitchen.

Matt had Edd pressed up against the counter in what seemed to be an extremely passionate make-out session. Tord raised an eyebrow and cleared his throat.

"You guys burned the popcorn."

Edd immediately pushed Matt away, both their faces red and eyes wide in horror of being caught.

"Crap- uh.." Edd stared at Tord, a blushing mess. "Sorry!"

"Yeah, yeah," Tord waved his hand dismissively. "Forget the popcorn. Just come and watch the movie." He scoffed and went to sit with Tom again.

"What happened?" Tom asked.

"They burnt the popcorn while making out."

"They were-?"

"Shushushushsush..."

"Yikes."

Edd and Matt padded back into the room and sat on the other couch. They pulled a blanket over themselves, cuddling up.

I wish I could do that. Tord glanced at Tom longingly, a frown on his face. The Brit had his legs stretched out on the couch so that they were on Tord's lap. Stifling a sigh, he looked back at Edd who seemed to notice Tord's disappointment. The green-clad cola boy smiled and put two thumbs up. 'Go for it,' he mouthed.

Tord shook his head, only earning an annoyed glare from Edd. Before he could protest again, two arms wrapped around him and pulled him into somebody's chest. Tord looked up and saw Tom who was focusing on the movie. His lips were pursed but he was blushing profusely.

Holy... Tord blushed a bit. Now, he was on Tom's chest, his head leaning on his shoulder. Tord looked at Edd again, and they both smiled.

--Time Skip--

Tom ran his hand through Tord's hair as the credits rolled.

"Now what?" Matt chirped, disturbing the comfortable silence, like always.

"I don't know. What time is it?" Edd tilted his head.

"It's barely 6," Tord responded. "We could go out to do something somewhere." He turned over so he was belly-down on Tom's stomach. "Any ideas, tall-ass?"

Tom shrugged simply. "You guys decide."

"Hmmph," Tord stuck out his tongue at him.

"Let's go get ice cream!" Edd cheered, pumping his fists in the air.

"But it hurts my teeth!" Matt whined.

"We can get candy on the way back, okay?" He kissed his freckled cheek.

"Okay!" The ginger's mood shifted back to a happy one.

Tord stood up, relieved at the feeling of his legs being stretched. He looked down at Tom. "Get up."

"Nooo..." he pouted.

"C'mon," Tord said sternly, crossing his arms. "Or else."

"Uh-uh."

Tord grabbed Tom's arm, yanking him upwards and shoving his nose into Tom's face, eyebrows pointing downwards.

"O-Okay." Tom's face reddened.