Tom's POV
I woke up.
There's nothing unusual in that, except I did it in my bed, not screaming, and in a pretty decent mood. No nightmares either.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes, or rather, lack there of. I threw on a clean t-shirt, boxers, and jeans, grabbing my sweater and sniffing it. Meh. Good enough. I put it on and quickly checked my social media, not much was going on, so I left my phone on my bed and went the the bathroom, taking a quick shower, doing my business, and brushing my teeth.
I went downstairs and heard Matt and Edd talking quietly, a third slightly familiar voice with them. I walked into the room, and Edd and Matt turned around, as well as a man with brown hair, styled like horns.
My eyes widened and my breath caught in my throat, I couldn't breathe. I could see him walking towards me, a red metalic hand held out, but I couldn't think straight. Did I do that? I saw his face, it was scarred, an eye patch over the same side as the arm.
"Thomas?"
I couldn't take it, my oxygen had run out, and my brain couldn't comprehend any of what was going on. I heard Matt and Edd call my name, and then Tord reach out for me. I collapsed, my vision blackening.
3rd Person POV
"Thomas?"
Tord heard Edd and Matt call out to him, and then his knees buckled, his eyes rolling back into his head if he had any. He jumped forward and caught him, setting him down gently on the floor.
Edd and Matt ran over, Edd panicking slightly, "Oh my god! What happened?!"
"Panic attack, too much information in such little time. You guys thought I was dead, yes?", he said.
Edd nodded, Matt too.
Tord sighed, "Then Tom probably thought that he killed me. Murdering someone causes problems all on its own, and I suspect he finally got over it. And then finally feeling safe and relaxed, and then finding that the man you killed is alive, and also was probably the source of all your stress...The adrenaline plus the sudden danger adds even more stress, making the brain just shut down."
Edd and Matt looked at one another, eyes wide.
"He'll be fine, let me just put him on the couch, get him advil and some water.", he said the them.
Matt ran off to get the water, Edd running to the bathroom to get the medicine. Tord lifted Tom carefully, setting the limp man on the couch with a bit of difficulty, but still managing to do so. Edd and Matt came back, setting the items on the table and sitting down, watching Tord put the blanket over Tom, sitting down next to him and watching his face intently.
Matt and Edd looked at each other, Matt rolling his eyes and handing Edd a twenty.
Tom's eyes fluttered open, the black voids unfocused until he spotted Tord, then he sat up with a confused look.
"T-Tord?", he asked.
Tord grinned, "Hi Thomas."
"Y-you...You asshole! I thought I killed you!", he yelled, launching himself forward and hugging Tord's mid-section.
Tord sat stunned for a moment, looking down at the shaking Tom, before hugging him back, "...Sorry."
Edd and Matt traded glances before walking into the kitchen to give them some privacy. Tom sat up, sniffling, tears still running down his face.
"Why are you crying? I thought we hated each other?", asked Tord.
Tom almost started crying again, "I didn't! I thought you hated me, I still don't know why!"
"I remember that we fought, and then we weren't the same.", said Tord quietly.
Tom buried his head in Tord's sweater, his hands clutching the fabric. Tord wrapped his arms around him and let him lay down in him, laying down against the arm of the couch. Tom sniffed and hugged Tord's chest, the slightly bigger male sighing into the red material. Tord pulled the blanket over them both and put one arm over Tom's back, the other flopping down off the couch, almost touching the floor.
Edd and Matt came back into the room, cocky grins in their faces, stifling giggles went they came in, Tom hiding himself further into Tord's hoodie. Tord glared at them both, sticking his tongue out. Tord then closed his eyes yawning.
"I have had no sleep for the last couple days, is it alright if I take a short nap?", Tord asked.
Edd and Matt nodded, Tom doing the same. Tord shifted slightly, his head against the arm of the couch, seemingly sinking into his hoodie, Tom still on his chest. Tord closed his eyes and was out like a light. Tom sighed and closed his eyes as well, snuggling into his chest. Edd and Matt sat down on the floor, turning on the TV and putting on a movie.
Tom watched it for half an hour, then fell asleep on top of Tord, feeling content.
"Jeg elsker deg.", Tord said.
Tom smiled as he fell asleep, knowing exactly what Tord said.
"Jeg elsker deg også."
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RandomA Tom/Tord book of one-shots, will probably include Edd/Matt as well, I will put a warning for smut at the beginning for you squeamish or innocent folk, don't worry!