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Tord Larsson X Reader. T or d

(The voice actor for Tord looks nothing like him!! 😰 my life is a LiE)

-Tord's pov)

I walked up behind Y/N, as she was in the kitchen preparing herself a snack. wrapping my arms around her, I rested my chin on her shoulder. "Hey.. the guys left to go see (recently released movie).. ya wanna do something?" I purred. She shook me off.
"tord I'm busy.." She sighed. I scoffed.
"Doing what? Eating? You don't have to eat when you're bored.. you've got me!" I said, enthusiastically. She stared at me with no expression, munching through a sandwich.
"I'm not bored.. I'm hungry." She said, annoyed. I rolled my eyes.
"Then why didn't you eat breakfast?" I asked. She glared at me.
"oh, cause maybe a certain Norwegian blocked everything I tried to do, by laying on it, doing a pose." She said bluntly. I smirked.
"Ah.. I told Paul to stay out of here.. I'll have to talk to him." I said, making her groan.
"You're so annoying!" She stormed off. I smiled.
"Love ya too." I stared out the kitchen window, into the backyard, seeing the fruits on the trees, and the back patio, where mint vines were climbing up the wooden posts. "Ah.. nature is beautiful no?" I asked myself, turning on my heel, walking to Y/N's room, leaning into the crack in the door.

"Hey, poppet.. T or D.." there Was silence for a couple seconds before she answered.
"Tord-" I smirked.
"Good job, love! It does spell tord, because I'm just that awesome.. but I'm asking a question." I purred through the door, taking a hand out from behind my back, and twisting the doorknob. "It means something different.." I said, walking in. "T or D also stands for-" She stood, avoiding eye contact.
"Truth or dare." She answered. "Me and Edd play it all the time, but he can say the actual words.." She says coldly. I smirk, closing the door with my foot.
"Yes.. so I decided I'd give it a go.. you seem to love playing with edd.. so let's play it!" I chirped, sitting on her creaky bed. She looked at me.
"Yeah. Cos edd doesn't crawl on me, and call me nicknames. He's polite as well." She says, sitting in front of me on the bed.
"T or d, poppet." I said. She looked up at me, before sneering.
"T." She answered. I leaned against the wall, that which the bed was pressed up against.
"Do you really hate me?" I asked. She looked at me suddenly, being quiet.
"It depends, tord.. t-t or d." She says. I smiled, averting my gaze.
"Thank you-"
"T or D?" She interrupted. I blinked.
"Uh.. D." I answered. She sighed.
"I dare you to act like a twenty year old.. not a teen. This isn't the tord I fell in love with.." She fell into a hushed whisper. I looked at her, surprised.

"......Elsker," I cupped her cheek, making her eyes soften, like the stern look she just upheld was glass.
"I'm-" i stopped. her eyes suddenly looked stern again. I sighed, continuing. "Okay. I will" I said, quietly. She smiled a little, closing her eyes, and laying into my hand slightly, before opening her eyes again, looking at me.
"You never keep any promises you make though.." She said, pulling away from my hand. I looked down, then up again, holding her hand.
"Well. There's a first for everything.." I said. She shook her head.
"You should have done that three years ago." She answered. I sighed, then grabbed her arm, kissing her forehead.
"You're right.." the doorbell suddenly rung. I let go of Y/N's arm, walking to the door. The others walked in with popcorn, drinks, and memoirs. Tom walked up to me, putting a hat on over my spikes in my hair. "Hey!" I said, taking the hat off. "I said I wanted a shirt, not a-" I threw the hat on the couch, groaning. "A hat!" I finished. Tom shrugged.

"Oh, sorry man.. shirt and hat sound so similar.." he said, grinning and walking away. I narrowed my eyes.
"No they- you know what? Whatever." I threw my arms in the air in frustration. Looking over at Y/N, she had put the hat on, smiling. I couldn't help but smile.
"Aw. You look good in it!" I said, smirking. She scoffed.
"So do you... but you don't want your hair to flatten." She reasoned, crossing her arms. I lightly laughed.

"Well my hair's my identification.." I say. She Raises an eyebrow.
"You're also the only Norwegian.." She said. I make a face pointing a finger.
"Touchè." I say. She smiles at this.
"T or d.." She says.
"d." I answer. She smiles.
"Why do you always pick d?" She asks. I smile.
"I'm a daredevil." I say. She giggles.
"there's my Tord." She says, kissing my cheek. Matt suddenly fanboys.
"Daww." I turn to him.
"Aw shut it, Matthew." He holds up his phone showing a picture of her kissing me. I blush, and start chasing him, making her start laughing harder. "Idjiot!!" I yell, chasing him. Once I finally get him, I see he's already posted it on Instagram. Turning around, I see Y/N's standing there with my hat on.
"heh. You good now?" She asks. I huff.
"Ja.. det bra.. I want everyone to know you're mine." I say, kissing her.
"Oh my gosh.. sappy." She says. I grin.
"Thats me. Jeg elsker deg, poppet." She smiles at this.