~tomtord fanfic~

That's My Sweatshirt...

Tord's P.O.V:I wake up to find no Tom. I also can't find my sweatshirt anywhere. I hear Tom giggle I walk out of the room, I walk back into the room and grab Tom's sweatshirt and hang it up. He keeps giggling and says "Tord over here!" I keep walking around I go by the couch and out of nowhere Tom jumps out and yells "Boo!" In a child like voice. He hugs me tight pulls me close and kisses me. When he steps back I see how big my sweatshirt is on him probably since I'm so much taller than him... I say "would you like some breakfast?" And just act like the kiss never happened to make him speechless and wanting more. He mumbles just loud enough for me to hear "sounds good." He sits down at the table. And waits we start to talk about some of our hobbies we like to do... I didn't know he likes to play the bass. Huh I'm learning new things everyday. I tell him "I'm not gonna be here all day you can stay for awhile if you want."I'll stay how long will u be gone?"About an hour."Alright, I'll be here."

Tom's P.O.V:I wonder where he's going. Well it's none of my business. He sets a plate of pancakes In front of me and across from me. Then he hands me a bottle of Smirnoff and a coffee for him. I smile because he knows what I want before I even tell him. He's just so perfect.