Blue ( Jon x Tom )

Chapter One

Tom sits at the table watching the two males smiling at each other. He acted like he didn't care, but in real life, he did. Matt made a joke making Edd laugh. That adorable laugh that was so full of life.

He finished his meal in a hurry and left the house. He headed to the nearest bar with teary eyes. Once he sat down, the drinks wouldn't stop coming. Multiple emotions started to take over his mind one at a time. Anger. Sadness. Etc. He somehow fount his way outside. He stumbled constantly mumbling words u see his breath.

He eventually tripped and fell. He just laid there giving up. Tom was so tired of this life. Of this depression. The man didn't see the point in getting up. The rapid sound of feet hitting payment didn't even get him up, not caring who saw him in this state.

" T-Tom?! Is that you?! Are you okay?!"

Tom looked up to see a familiar face. It was Jon, his neighbor. He was wearing a blue flannel and jeans like always. He kneeled down to see that Tom was drunk. He frowned before pulling him up on his feet. He put an arm around him, Tom eventually doing the same.

It was quiet on the way home. Jon occasionally looked to se did Tom had fallen asleep due to his lack or coordination. He saw that Tom was wide awake thinking hard about what he'll see when he comes home.

Tears suddenly started flowing down his cheeks. Jon stopped asking what was wrong. Tom just pointed to his heart in reply and covered his face with both hands. Jon caught him before he fell. Jon understood he must be heart broken over someone.

Tom suddenly gasped as Jon picked him up bridal style. He watched as he walked with ease with Tom's added wait. Tom never pictured Jon as strong, but here he was picking up his fat ass.

They eventually made it to Tim's house. The lights were off, so Matt and Edd must of went to sleep. Tom started to cry more. They didn't even wait up for him. No one cared about him. No one cares if he dies. Jon somehow opened the door and brought the man inside. Tom showed him which room was his, and next thing you know, Jon plopped him on the bed.

Tom was expecting him to leave, but he didn't. He sat there on the edge of his bed, and rubbed circles into his back comforting him. Tom's eyes eventually went to sniffles. Tom buried his face into his pillow out of embarrassment. Jon sighed starting to play with his hair hoping that will help more. Tom blushed, but he didn't pull away. He leaned into the touch like a cat would.

" What's wring Tom?"

Jon's voice was so soothing. Tom sat up seeing nothing but darkness. He reached out finding Jon's arms. He pulled him forward shocking Jon as he came on top of Tom. Tom hugged him staying silent.

" I'm depressed... I'm broken... I'm lonely... I hate myself..."

Tom whispered in Jon's ear. Jon frowned hugging Tom back. He knows how he feels. He was about to say something when he suddenly heard snoring. He smiled seeing he went to sleep. He tried to get out of his grip.. He failed. Jon began to blush feeling Tom's grip tighten in his sleep. He rolled over putting Jon on bottom. Tom buried his face into the crook of his neck. His hot breath made Jon's face as red as a tomato.  He fount this oddly comfortable though.

Slowly, Jon's eyes closed falling asleep.