TordTom OneShots

Ironic

(Someone requested that I should add mpreg.

Okay then.

:)

Enjoy!)

No one's P.O.V

"So you're meaning to tell me that you're going to re-sign now?" Tord asked as two of his trusting Presidential guards or Secret Service Agents, Paul and Patryk following behind him as he walk.

Paul let out a small 'mhm' before Pat spoke, "yes, sir. I assume you had already read the email we sent you."

Tord took a deep breath before they proceeded to his office. He sat down on his chair while Paul and Patryk stood in front of his desk.

Tord sighed, "Just what is the actual reason here?" He asked,

"Well sir--" Tord raised his hand, interrupting Patryk's sentence.

"Enough with the formalities." Tord remarked, Paul looked at Patryk before turning back to face the President.

"Tord, we have to re-sign. We just found out that Patryk is 5 weeks pregnant. That's why he was having a hard time catching up to us when you had rush hour meetings the past weeks." Paul paused to hold Patryk's hand.

"I really hope you understand our situation." Paul finished, Tord took a deep breath again, not wanting to burst his wrath. The fact that he was short-tempered was not helping at all.

"But guys.. What about me? Who's gonna be my guard? My agent? You know I don't want a new one. It's hard to trust nowadays. You guys are the only ones who I can tell my secrets to. My past and my fucking pain. I don't know how I'll be with a new guard that I don't even know." Tord said in a pleading tone.

He didn't like the thought that his most trusting guards or what he refers to them as 'friends' leaving his side.

Paul walked up to him and patted his back, "I hope you understand Mr. President... But we promise to keep in touch with you. If the system allow us to."

It took for Tord a couple of minutes before he finally understood their situation. He didn't want to be selfish. He had enough of his childish, playboy self when he was still in high-school.

Tord finally nodded, a small smile drawn on to his lips as he whispered, "alright... You guys better stay alive for that baby."

With that said the other two hugged Tord tight, they knew they won't be able to be like this since re-signing from being Secret Service agents means going back to being normal citizens.

Then they wouldn't be able to meet up with the president up-close. Unless of course, if Tord scheduled a time and date for them to meet.

Minutes passed, Paul and Patryk pulled away, giving Tord a smile.

"Don't worry, we made sure the person who's gonna be your new personal guard will be as strong and awesome as we are." Paul joked making Tord chuckle slightly before he and Patryk made their way to the door.

"So I guess this is goodbye Mr. President." Patryk said, faking a small sob. Tord rolled his eyes, "oh don't be a drama queen." Tord retorted.

"Goodluck Mr. President." Paul said,

"Don't worry, I'm more stronger than you. Heck I don't even need a guard."

The three shared a laugh,

"But anyway.. You two have my blessing. For the kid I mean. You guys are already married. Duh."

"Yeah yeah, whatever Mr. President."