Tomtord ♡

Now the other ones drunk

Tord made his way up the stairs smirking to himself as he remembered all of the times he had flirted with Tom while he was drunk, none of which Tom recalled afterward. (My mom's coming back to the car and I feel awkward writing gay fanfic in front of her so bye )
If this was still the same Tom he knew, this would be a like stealing candy from a baby.
He snuck up to the door, and instead of knocking, he slowly turned the door, wincing slightly as it creaked a bit.
Tord poked his head into the room and looked around...where was Tom. He walked into the room, not at ease. He looked under some clothes that was laid messing along the bed.
"T-TORD!" Was all that Tord heard before someone...not somone, definitely Tom barreled into him, knocking him onto the bed.
Tord was planning on beating the living shit out of Tom, when Tom let out a giggle and rolled off of Tord.
Tord sat up and looked at Tom, he was drunk out of his mind. His hair was messier then usual and his eyes...eye sockets? Well, whatever they are, they looked a bit brighter then usual.

"Toooooooordddddd, why are you just staring at meeee" Tom whined, flailing his arms around.
Tord smirked to himself as he played along with Tom's drunk game.
"I'm staring at you because you a gorgeous tommy, now let's play a little game" Tord said, running his hand through Tom's hair.
"What game is itttt" Tom said, this time he was more excited then whiney.
"It's called, find Tords arm. Winner gets a smooch from me" Tord said, chuckling as Tom's face lit up.
"I know where your arm is!!" Tom called as he scrambled off the bed and bolted into the bathroom.
Tord waited patiently as he listened to the sound of Tom digging around in the bathroom, but after a few minutes of worthwhile waiting, Tom ran back into the room holding Tords other arm.
"I win!" He screamed like a child.
"Yes you did, now come here Tommy" Tord said, standing up and smirking at Tom. Tom didn't waste a second as he gave Tord his robotic arm.
Tord put it on quickly before leaning down and giving Tom a little peck on the cheek. As much as Tord was an evil prick, he couldn't bring himself to take advantage of Tom like this.
Tord held back a laugh as Tom's face turned dark red. He then ruffled Tom's hair again before walking out of the room and closing the door behind him, and the second the door clsoed, Tord let a loud laugh escape his lips.
"Drunks are so stupid" Tord whispers to himself as he walks back down the stairs.