Polar Opposites [TomTord Fanfic]

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AW SNAP--IM SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING! I just got caught up in a mess with my personal life : / But now I'm back so....enjoy? I guess...

•~Tom's P.O.V.~•

Dammit. He made me blush. I hate him for that....BUT HE STOLE MAH DAMN DRINK!!!

What else was I supposed to do? Slap him? I couldn't do that! He's my 'guest' or whatever...psh... actually, next time he does that, I WILL slap him and make him sleep on the floor like a dog. That would be a sight to see.

I continue cooking breakfast when Tord comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my neck. I didn't like where this was going.

"Hey, I'm sorry I took your drink. It was just a joke...." He said.

"Just don't do it again, alright?" I asked in a calm voice.

"I won't, Tommy. I promise." He hugged me from behind and I could feel my face start to get red.

I think he's just messing with me. He wouldn't really calm me Tommy, right? He wouldn't really hug me, right? RIGHT?!? I NEED ANSWERS!!!

"Are you blushing, Tommy boy?" He asked, almost seductively.

"N-no!" I started. "Just let me finish the food...."

"I could help, if you want."

"No thanks. I got it. Now go sit on the couch or something..."

"But I wanna stay over here with youuuu!" He started to whine like a little kid. I hate it when little kids whine.

"GET OFF ME DAMMIT!!" I yelled and pushed him off me onto the couch.

He looked at me with a mixture of shock and sadness. I don't normally have an outburst like that.....not natural for me.

"Tord I...." I started. But then he got up and brushed himself off.

"Don't be sorry. I mean, I started it. I should be the one who's sorry....so...I'm sorry." He apologized.

I walked over to him and pat him on the back. I felt a little bad.

"Well...how about we go out to eat later? To....make up for this incident." I offered.

"Like a date??" He asked, excitedly. His eyes lit up as he was talking.

"N-no...not like a date...." I could see him start to frown. Did he have a crush on me or something?

"O-oh...ok..." He looked down.

Then, I smelled something. It wasn't sweet....it wasn't sour....was something... burning?!?

THE FOOD!

I ran over to the kitchen​ and got the eggs and bacon off of the stove. I opened all the windows around the area and fanned the smoke away and mostly out the window. I threw the burnt food into the trash.

"Well damn, there goes breakfast..." I said.

"I'm sorry for distracting you...How about this: I'll buy us breakfast somewhere!" He offered.

I looked over at him and he was half smiling. His smile....there's something about it that makes me smile.

And before I knew it, I was smiling.