My Guardian Angel (A TomTord Fanfic)

Epiloge

   Tord stared up at the sky, lazily watching the clouds float past his vision. He wiped a few tears falling down his face and sat up, sighing. It had been two days since he snapped. Two days since he destroyed about half of the forest. Two days since he killed his lover.
    If Tom had a grave, he would have been there. But he didn't. The angel's body faded away soon after death, for some reason. Paul and Pat patched Tord up and apologized before sending him home. Home to an empty house, that held too many memories for Tord.
   The eldritch had slept outside because of that. He slept around a campfire he made in his front yard and stared into the flames, remembering the few nights Tom and him had together before he snapped. He hated himself. He wanted to kill himself. He wanted to take himself out of existence.

   But something held him back. Something in his heart told him to wait. And wait he did. He was very patient at first, but as of now, he was impatient. He was about done with his heart; about to give up and just claw himself to death.

   Tord shakily pushed himself too his feet, forcing tears to not fall out of his eyes. He chewed the inside of his cheek and turned to walk inside of his hut probably to go see if he could find anything to kill himself with. As he reached out to the door, he heard a faint sound of footsteps behind him.
   "Whoever is there.... go away." Tord snarled under his breath, but loud enough for whoever it was behind him to hear him. He guessed it was Edd, Matt, Paul, or Pat coming to make sure he was ok.

   "Aw, come on. Don't be that way, Tordsie." Came a familiar deep voice. Tord whipped his head around quickly and rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming. There, in the middle of the clearing, was Tom. He looked exactly the same, except for a light blue halo that floated above his head.
   "T-Tommy?!" Tord turned around fully and ran up to Tom, tackling him down in a hug. Tom chuckled and hugged him back. "How are you here?!" Tord exclaimed, pulling back from the hug, and looking down at Tom.
   "Didn't you know? Angels never truely die. We just go back to our world and get healed up." Tom explained and Tord chuckled, a few tears falling out of his eyes. Tom wiped them away.
   "Hey, don't cry. I'm here."
   "Tom... I'm so so sorry... I didn't mean for my magic to get loose, I-"
   "It's ok. I forgive you." Tom smiled.
   "Wait... what's with the halo?" Tord asked, getting off of Tom. The angel stood up.
   "Well... it means I did something great. I made you, of all monsters, feel love." Tom explained and looked down. "But... since I have it... I can't stay down here for long."

   Tord whimpered. "But.... I can't live without you, Tom."
   "I know." Tom smiled again and looked up at him. "That's why I'm doing this." Tom reached up to his halo and snapped it in half. Tord's eyes widened slightly as his wings turned an extremely dark blue color.
   "What did you just do...?"
   "Well, I just broke my halo. I can stay down here forever now." Tom smiled softly and hugged Tord. "With you."
   Tord smiled softly back and hugged him.

  After a few moments, the two pulled back from the hug and Tord swooped in, kissing Tom. Of course, the angel kissed back almost imminently. They pulled back from that after a few seconds, smiling at each other.
   "I love you, Tom."
   "Love ya, too, Tord."

THE END