TomTord Oneshots

Thunderstorms part 2

(Requested by @sophan123. They wanted me to rewrite the thunderstorm shot for future Tom and Tord.)

Tom shook slightly, pushing his face into the pillow and squeezing his eyes shut as another roll of thunder hit outside. It had been raining for a very long time, a huge storm had hit Norway and Tom had to suffer through it. Why suffer? Because he had never gotten over his fear of storms.
Tord, his husband, rolled over from the other side of the bed, opening his one good eye since the other was covered by his eyepatch. He looked at Tom worriedly as another boom of thunder hit and the smaller male shook under the blanket. He wrapped his arms around the Brit and pulled him backwards, towards him. Tom shook in his arms like a scared puppy, and he sighed.

"Tommy, relax." He whispered in his lover's ear. "I got you, you're going to be fine." He mumbled. Tom whimpered and turned around, pushing his face into his lover's chest and nuzzling into the fabric of his shirt. Tord smiled and rubbed his back soothingly, feeling him shake against his touch when a bolt of lightning lit up their room and a large crash of thunder hit. He sighed and closed his eyes again, still rubbing Tom's back. The blind Brit slowly calmed down, nuzzling against his husband. He smiled up at him.
"Love you..." Tom mumbled. Tord smiled and kissed the top of his head before laying back down, pulling Tom closer.
"Love you, too."