Guns And Bottles - Tord X Reader X Tom (Eddsworld)

2.

You'd been visiting Edd, Matt, Tord, and Tom quite often because you had nothing better to do. The only communicating you did with Tord was through occasional "Hi"s, or awkward glances. You had plans to watch a movie with the guys tonight at the theater. Speaking of which, you noticed that it was time to go. "Wait.. Time to GO?! I'm not even ready!" You quickly threw on a sweatshirt, skinny jeans, and sneakers. You kept your hair down and run out the door, slamming it shut.

When you made it to the theater, you found that Matt and Edd had to tend to a nursing home they almost burned down, leaving you alone with Tom. You asked why they would try to burn down a nursing home, but Tom didn't give you a clear answer. You sat down at the very back. The theater you watched at wasn't very popular, apparentally, because you were practically the only people there. You were watching (Favorite/Movie). Half way through the movie, you dozed off.

You came to your senses once again. Your  head was resting on Tom's shoulder. Your face lit up as you realized what was happening. Tom was nonchalantly watching the movie, although his checks were pricked with a slight pink. You attempted to flip your head to the side and make it seem like you were just dreaming, or something. Your cheek was cold when you raised it off of Tom's shoulder, but you ignored it and pretended to be sleeping until the movie was over. It was unbearably boring. After the movie, Tom prodded your shoulder. To make it seem like you were actually asleep, you waited a bit before you opened your eyes. "A-Ah.. You fell asleep.. The movie is over.." Tom's face was red. You smiled in amusement. This is the first time you'd seem Tom act flustered. "Oops. Was it good?" You asked slightly unconvincingly. "Ah.. Yeah.." You and Tom left the theater. "You wanna grab a bite to eat?" Asked Tom. "What is this, a date?" You laughed a little. The comment wasn't supposed to be taken seriously, but Tom obviously didn't catch on, because his face was practically on fire. "Yeah, I mean sure."
After going to Olive Garden and ordering several orders of breadsticks. You left once you finished eating, and began to walk home. Rain poured from the dark cloud that shrouded the sky. You crossed your arms, shivering as the rain came down on the two of you. Then the rain stopped falling on you. You were confused, and looked up to see that Tom held an umbrella over the two of you. "I read the weather forecast.." Tom gave you a soft smile. You grasped his hand in yours and huddled closer to him. You held your free hand across your chest, in your failing attempt to keep a little warmer. Then something heavy fell over your head. Tom had put his hoodie on you. "Thank you." You smiled, pulling your arms through the sleeves that were too big for you. By the time you got home, it was pretty late. You immediately fell asleep as soon as you got back into your apartment and fell onto your bed. You realized you were still wearing Tom's hoodie, but you were too tired to care at that point. You drifted off to sleep.

You woke up with your arm hanging off the side of your bed. Your arm had fallen asleep. "Ah.. Shoot.." You sighed. "Okay,~" You heard a familiar voice say in a sing song voice. You looked up to see Tord standing there, gun in hand. "WHAT THE HELL?!" You screamed, throwing the nearest thing, a game controller, at Tord. It hit him square in the forehead. "Ouch! What was that for?" Tord huffed crossly, rubbing his forehead. "What are you doing IN. MY. HOUSE?!" You yelled at him. "Well, your door was unlocked so I just invited myself in." Tord said a-matter-of-factly. "That's NOT what I meant and you know it!" You growled at him. "Fine, Fine. I noticed Tom didn't have his trusty old hoodie, so I went on a mission to find it." You wanted to laugh and punch him at the same time. "Fine." You threw the hoodie at him. "Wait, you actually had it? What were you two doing last night?" Tord smirked suggestively. "Wha- PERVERT! That's not it! Get your mind out of the gutter! And while your at it, get. Out. Of. My. HOUSE!"