Just cant keep his hands to himself

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Tord's POV

I was laying in bed as Tom was sleeping next to me. He was cute in his PJs. I put my hands up his shirt and rubbed his back. "Tord I'm trying to sleep..." The blue hoodied boy said muffled as his hair was on his pillow. I just continued, to annoy him. WHAT? I DONT HAVE A CRUSH ON HIM OR ANYTHING! Actually I think that, but I may have a TEENY crush on him. Like, the size of a mouse crush.

I just kept rubbing his back. "STOP COMMIE!" He shouted that was very muffled. I giggled a bit as it was funny hearing him complain. Without warning,he kissed me and slid my hands out of his PJs. "You can't keep your hands to yourself, can you?" He spoke to me after breaking the kiss. I nodded indicating yes. "Didn't your teachers tell you about keeping your hands to yourself, commie?" He asked, he sounded quite stern. I nodded no. "They didn't?" He questioned. I nodded yes. "Well, I'll teach you a lesson, commie." His cute tired voice spoke. "Wel-" He then fell asleep on my chest and wrapped his arms around my neck. "You should keep your hands to yourself." I whispered in his ear making him wake up in shock. I giggled a bit.

"That boy is so cute, and his ass, so delicious." Did I just think that? "Your saying things aloud, commie." He laughed at me. I squeezed his buttcheek trying to indicate him to shut up, but he never did. "What did I say about you and your hands?" He frowned at me in a playful way. "Sorry, tommy boiiii." I laughed. We then herd a knock on our bedroom door. "Yes?" I asked. "Hey, can you keep it down, Edd and I are trying to sleep." I heard Matt complain. "Alright." Me and Tom said in sync before drifting to sleep.

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