something was different in the morning air. something little. so small, yet grew bigger by the second- and although tom couldn't place his finger on it, he knew he could soon.
"hey, tord. we should go get something to eat."
the suggestion rang through one of tord's ears and right out the other; too focused on a book and too entranced by the various words on various pages. although tom found it annoying when someone didn't pay attention, he could let it slip for this one boy. the boy of his dreams.
glancing around the room so tom could spot a creative way to captivate tord's beautiful eyes, tom found exactly what he was looking for. slowly getting up from beside the peaceful boy who seemed to gravitate around his book, tom tiptoed to the newest sight to see on tord's nightstand.
a vase which contained flowers. red petaled roses, new and fresh- enchanting.
tom hesitantly took one of roses out and twirled it within his fingers, the thorns a sign of caution. bringing the flower up to his nose, he inhaled the scent of the floral beauty and practically felt the aroma relax his spine. it was perfect. more so. taking a step back from the nightstand and walking in front of tord who was still knee deep in a book, tom spoke softly.
"take this, darling,"
if anything knocked tord out of his trance of literature, it was the name "darling." almost instantaneously, tord's pastel clothing shifted as he lowered the book and looked at tom; seeing the rose that he was holding out to him.
heat came rushing like flow of water over tord's cheeks, and it was a picture perfect sight unfolding right in front of tom's eyes. tom hadn't set up a plan on how this was going to go, but if he did, it would've been the most flawless scheme known to man.
tord took the rose that he had brought from the flower shop down the street yesterday and placed it back into the vase next to him, trying to ignore the blush which was suffocating him.
"that's sweet tom, but what are you trying to do?"
tom took great proud that his efforts were not in vein, and soon initiated protocol 'get this boy off his bed and into a fast food place.'
"let's skip this reading and go get some food!"
despite the cheery voice tom sported which to the most literary sense 'glowed,' tord just rolled his eyes. "i don't wanna go anywhere, and you know that. maybe later."
now tom was rolling his 'eyes.'
"you never wanna go anywhere tord. you're always reading."
unknowingly, this was tom's mistake to say.
"if you have a problem with me reading, then you can always just leave."
this was only going to result in an argument and tom knew it.
yet, couldn't stop himself.
"maybe i do have a problem with you reading."
"we've been doing this for what- days? why do you have a problem now?"
it was all slipping past tom's lips
and it was something he was going to regret.
"tord- you look like you haven't even been eating;
i noticed it yesterday but kept quiet-"
"you should've kept being quiet then!
but no, leave it to tom to be like everyone else."
"tord-"
"get out of my house."
a fire ignited, soon to be put out. it had escalated faster than they both could imagine.
"i-"
"tom, leave."
overstepping boundaries though, tom didn't move at all. speaking calmer and with a dug up confidence, tom was stubborn. passionate. not going afford a loss.
"tord, i worry for you. i really do. i care about you and i can't stand this."
"tom-"
"we can get ice cream like last time or whatever you want.
i don't care. i just want to see you happy. genuinely."
sighing quietly into the open air where the negative feelings roamed freely, tord slowly closed his book, the sound of the pages pushing together bringing a soft comfort to him.
"i'm just going to forget you ever said that."
"but why..?"
"because you'll never understand how much it means to me."
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a/n ; holy shit this story is a still a living, breathing thing?? im shook
btw FandomGeek5 holy shit you're alive im shook again
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poetry books ➶ tomtord au
Fanfictionin which tom goes to tord's house daily to accompany tord in reading poetry.
