My Best Adventure Was You (TomTord)

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In the middle of the quiet night, Tord got up slowly, and out of Tom's arms. Quickly, he got the presents out from under his bed and rushed downstairs. Pau and Pat were down there already putting presents out.

"Dang it, you guys beat me to it," Tord huffed.

Pat spun around.

"We always do, love."

"True, true. I'm just gonna leave my presents here," sky boy put the presents on the coffee table. "And you two can put them under the tree while I go to bed."

"Lazy much, kid?" Pau chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm just really tired."

Tord started up the stairs but was stopped by Pat.

"No sex in my house. Don't think I didn't hear you and your little boyfriend earlier. It's hard enough not having Tim and Pay not having sex every five minutes."

Heat rushed to the sky boy's freckled cheeks.

"You already know how painful that would be, I'd be puking for hours after that."

"I can't believe you're gonna put yourself through this and love someone. It's like the incident with Sharpie all over again. You almost died, Tord."

"I'll kill myself for Tom. I'm not regretting anything. I love him too much to let him go."

"If you really love him, you'll let him go."

"You're not the boss of me, I will live my life how I want to and you can't stop me," Tord raised his voice.

"Don't raise your voice at me, young man! I very much will tell you how much you're ruining your life by loving a freak like him!"

Tord slapped Pat. 

"He is not a freak! I'm leaving with him as soon as Christmas is over! I can't stand being around you!"

Pau butted in trying to not let the fight get any worse.

"Hey! Stop it you two! We are all family here! Pat first of all, let Tord do what he wants, he's not a baby anymore! And Tord, don't make Pat feel bad, he's just trying to protect you!"

"Well he has a really poor way of showing it," Tord spat.

What the three of them didn't know was that Tom was listening on the conversation. His face was already wet from the tears seeping from his eyeless voids. He got tired of listening and just walked downstairs all together.

"Am I really a freak?" Tom asked quietly.

All three of them faced the crying boy. Tord's eyes widened.

"No, you aren't," sky boy pulled him into a hug. Mouthing a 'look what you did' to Pat.

"Don't argue over me with your parents, if it's really that bad, I'll leave so I don't break up your family."

"No, no, no. You made our family better, Tom. Not worse."

Pau hugged the two boys with support.

"I support you two even if Pat doesn't."

"Wow, you're such a great husband, Pau," Pat complimented sarcastically. "Don't get me wrong, I support you guys too, I just don't like the thought of it ki- I mean, the thought of Tom hurting Tord."

"Tom and I are gonna get back to bed, you too keep doing what you're doing."

Before Pat could protest, the two were already back in Tord's room. The sky boy plopped on his  bed.

"Sorry about Pat, he's judgmental sometimes."

"It's alright, Sunshine."

"Sunshine? You know I hate that song."

"That's why I'm calling you it."

"Wow, Jehova. Good going."

Tom chuckled lightly.

"Imma call you Thomas Jefferson."

"Wait! What?!"

"Oh, wait. I can't call you that. You aren't smart."

"Take. That. Back."

"You. Aren't. Smart."

The blue boy tackled the star boy with giggles bursting from Tord.

"You still aren't smart."

"Whatever."

Tord pecked Tom's cheek.

"I love you, blue boy."

"I love you more, sky boy."