★fallen star★ [tomtord]

flower crowns

tom woke up, his eyes darting around his room. yet again, it was the middle of the night.

he had slept through most of the day, only waking up for meals. his parents didn't say anything. they were just as confused as him.

or he acted like he was confused.

he just wanted to see the boy again. the boy with the caramel hair and the horns. flower-child. the red sweatshirt boy. the teen with the different colored eyes.

tord.

the name tord swam around in his head when he was awake. even when he wasn't.

this boy, this one boy, after only one day he was attached to him.

how petty.

tord probably already had a lover. he was handsome. funny. cute.

tom was clingy. he always had been. once he meet his friends, edd and matt, he didn't want them to leave like his old friends. though, there was no happy chapter in tom's life. there was no "happily ever after".

but that was before he meet tord. he didn't know it yet, though.

tom stood up. he stayed in his night clothes. they were perfectly fine for meeting the flower-child. he shuffled over to the window and opened it, the cool air flowing in and hitting his face. he paused for a second, watching the boy picking more flowers.

he swung out of the window and landed in the bushes. he approached tord, his hands in his pockets. he was anxious, even though he didn't admit it. he walked next to him and sat down.

"hello, nebula-boy! what a beautiful night tonight."

"i couldn't agree more, flower-child."

tom turned to the sky.

"have you ever star-gazed, tord?"

"no."

"why don't you try it?"

"alright. but then you have to make a flower crown with me."

"you really are a flower-child!"

"well your a star-gazer."

"i couldn't agree more, tord."

they both laughed as they watched the stars.

"do you believe in reincarnation, tord?"

"what?"

"where you come back alive after you die."

"why?"

"because  i do. i believe that after you die, you become a star."

"you have the most interesting ideas."

tom laughed.

"its just what i believe, flower-child."

after they watched the stars, tord started to teach tom how to make a flower crown.

"first you take the flowers you want.."

tord continued as he took tom through the step by step process, them both laughing.

i've never laughed so much, tom thought. is it this boy? this one boy?

"and your finished!" tord held up his red and white flower crown, just like his beautiful eyes. 

"its beautiful, tord." just like your eyes, tom continued in his head as he put on his white, dark blue, dark purple, and black flower crown that he had made.

"thank you, nebula-boy. yours too! it looks like space." tom blushed and looked down.

"thank you, flower child."

"no, thank you!"

they both laughed, but it was cut short when someone called for tord.

"i have to go, tom."

"until then, flower-child."

"you sure know alot of goodbye phrases, nebula-boy."

"heh."

"goodbye, nebula-boy."

"until then, flower-child."

"until then."