TomTord One Shots

The Wedding

Tom's POV

"I can't believe you're getting married!" Edd adjusted my tie and stepped back, admiring his work.

"I can't believe you're letting me get married to Tord," I replied, staring at my reflection in the full body mirror.

"Oh, hush," He waved his hand and pulled out multiple red roses from a vase, which conveniently sat on a table near him. He wove them together and we stood silently until he finished and sat the flower crown delicately on my head.

I could feel my cheeks redden. "Is this necessary?" Edd slapped my hand away when I attempted to take the crown off.

"Yes. Yes, it is, Tom."

"Whatever you say, I guess."

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Tord's POV

I stood at the cliff that overlooked our used-to-be home, pulling at my shirt collar.

"Tord, stop that. You'll ruin your beautiful look!" Matt fixed my collar, then sat on the ground to pluck a blue rose from the earth. He and Edd had insisted upon planning Tom's and my wedding, so blue and red roses decorated everything.

"I think I look fine," I sighed. I really didn't want Matt to drag me back to his apartment to "perfect my look."

Matt began braiding blue roses together into a flower crown.

"Matt?"

"Yes?"

"At your and Edd's wedding, how... how did you manage? You know, with the nervousness."

He paused from braiding the roses together and looked at me. "Honestly, I don't know. It was hard enough proposing to him," Matt sighed contently and went back to making the crown. "But when I was at the peak of my nervousness, I just... flashed back to his reaction to my proposal. It filled me with confidence as it reminded me of how much he wanted to be by my side for the rest of our days."

I thought of Tom throwing himself in front of a moving car just to tell me yes. "Thank you, Matt," I smiled.

"Of course," Matt stood and set the crown on my head. He wiped dirt off his pants and got back to his position behind me as my best man.

Here Comes The Bride began to play. I felt my heart squeezing its way through my chest and my eyes were already beginning to water.

Tom looks so beautiful with flowers in his hair.

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Tom's POV

Edd escorted me down the aisle like the proud mother he is. Matt smiled, twisting his own wedding ring around his finger. Tord was visibly trying to hold back tears. He fiddled with one of the screws in his robotic arm, the way he usually did when he was nervous, but he twisted it a bit too much and a piece of his index finger came off.

I giggled as Tord quickly, but not so gracefully, picked the piece of equipment off the ground and worked on putting it back on. Edd and I finally made it to the end of the aisle and got to our places.

"Nice going," I whispered.

"Sh- Shut up," He half whispered, half choked through his tears.

Mr. Shoe sat on his stool, smoking a cigarette, and silently saying what was needed for Tord's and my love to become official.

"The hell's he saying?" A guy from Tord's side yelled. I glanced over to see a tall man with his hair tied into a ponytail shushing a rather short and pudgy man with huge eyebrows.

Tord smirked. "That was Paul. Sorry for his loudness, love," He whispered softly.

"I honestly would have rathered skipping the whole being in front of a crowd part and just go to the courthouse," I whispered back.

Mr. Shoe silently cleared his throat and recited his practiced line.

"I do," I said, staring into Tord's silvery eyes. Edd stepped forward, holding up a golden band. I took the ring and slipped it onto Tord's finger, thanking the fact that only Tord's right arm was damaged.

Mr. Shoe continued.

"I do," Tord choked through tears. He took another golden ring from Matt and slipped it onto my finger.

Mr. Shoe couldn't even finish his next line before Tord grabbed me by my shoulders and smashed his lips into mine. I soon melted into his kiss and embrace as everyone around us applauded our marriage.

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Tord's POV

I took Tom's hand in my own and ran back up the aisle and to my car. We both got in and I drove away.

"Where are we headed?" Tom asked, snuggling into my side.

I wrapped an arm around him. "Our apartment of course. I have a husband now. I want to start doing the things that husbands do together and you know where that begins."

Tom tensed up and his face grew red with embarrassment, realizing what I meant.