Tord's pov
I was watching tv quietly while looking through Instagram. I flinched when Edd stumbled in drunk. Tom was holding him up while Edd whined that he could walk. Tom pushed him forward and he fell into my lap. "What the hell?" I asked. "I found him in a bar. Enjoy the love of your life commie." He growled. I growled back and sighed as Edd nuzzled into my chest. Edd had been getting wasted constantly because of something that happened. He won't tell us why and Tom's getting tired of taking care of him. He started crying in my arms and I sighed as Tom walked to his room. I looked down at the drunk, crying boy, who was clinging to my hoodie. I sighed and started playing with his hair. "Why are you crying Edd?" I asked. "B-because I'm disgusted with myself. A-and I'm weak a-and I'm pathetic." He muttered drunkenly. I bit my lip. I loved this small bean, but this was too much. I sighed and hugged him tight. "I'm only gonna tell you this because you won't remember...please don't say this things about yourself. I love you too much and it hurts to hear you say it." I mumbled. He looked at me and I couldn't help but lean down and kiss him. He melted into the kiss and ran his hands through my hair. I picked him up and carried him upstairs to my room. I laid him on the bed and crawled on top of him. I kissed him again and slid my tongue in his mouth. The liquor in his saliva started to get me tipsy as I ran my hand up his shirt. I pulled away from the kiss and started sucking on his neck roughly.
Edd's pov
"Tord stop." I mumbled. He started sucking on my sweet spot and I couldn't help but moan. "T-Tord ahhh~ st-stop~" I moaned. He pulled off my shirt then my pants. I was too weak and far too drunk to fight. "T-Tord p-please d-ahhh~" I screamed as he slid down my boxers and thrusted into me. He waited for me to adjust. I let out a small moan as pain became pleasure. I didn't want this. I wasn't ready again. Just like the first time. I started sobbing and covered my face. Tord stopped but I couldn't stop the sobs. "St-stop. Please." I mumbled. Tord slowly pulled out and I just sobbed. "I'm sorry Edd. I didn't mean to do that. I didn't want to hurt you. I just love you so much. I'm sorry." He mumbled. I was almost completely naked but he was pretty much fully dressed. He slipped off his hoodie and slipped it over my head. "I'm sorry Edd. Hopefully you won't remember this tomorrow." He mumbled. He laid on the floor and I just sobbed. I was huddled up under the blanket and I was sobbing. I couldn't help it. Tord was scaring me and he had almost raped me. I flinched as he sat on the bed. "Edd." He muttered. "I'm really sorry. But you need to stop crying. Tom's gonna get mad." He mumbled. But I couldn't stop. He sighed and looked at me. "I'm such an asshole." He muttered. He had tears falling down his face. I could tell he really cared but I still couldn't stop. He sighed and kissed my forehead. "Get some sleep. It'll be better in the morning." He mumbled. He went back to laying on the floor and I sighed.
Tom's pov
I could hear Edd sobbing from Tord's room. I quickly got up and walked over there. I banged on the door and Tord opened it. "What?" He asked. "What did you do to him?!" I growled pointing at Edd. He sighed and walked over to Edd. He picked him up and walked back over to me, dropping him in my arms. He slammed the door in my face and I sighed. Edd was still wrapped up in the blanket meaning Tord didn't have a blanket. I sighed and looked down at Edd who had finally passed out. I carried him to his room and laid him down gently. I wiped the few tears that were still falling from his eyes and sighed. I stood up and walked out of his room. I walked to Tord's to see he was shivering from the cold. It was only 10 degrees outside and he had no blanket. Our heater was broken so it was freezing cold in the room. I sighed and went to my room, grabbing one of my blankets. I walked back to his room and looked at him. He was sobbing uncontrollably. I sighed and threw the blanket over top of him. He sat up quickly and wiped his tears. He looked at me then looked away quickly. "It's cold." I muttered. He nodded and laid down huddling up under the blanket. But something inside me couldn't leave him like that. I sighed and sat at his piano as I listened to him sob. I started to quietly play a song as I hummed. His sobbing slowly quieted and I smiled slightly. I continued to play until he grabbed my hand. He was shaking. I looked at him and he pulled me to my feet with one tug.
