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No one's POV
"What the actual fuck edd..."
Tord turned around to find the one and only, Thomas, his ex, the boy he's sure he's hated by, the one who took the ability for his arm to work and well the list sort of goes on.
"Tom! Welcome back from work! Actually— how was work? Haha," Edd nervously laughed as he stepped out. Tom was wearing a black dress shirt that was tucked into some black jeans. The tight jeans displayed the curves that maybe made Tord go a little crazy.
"What the fuck is this scum bag doing here?" Tom asked again, completely ignoring Edd's previous questions. "I honestly really appreciate the nickname—" Tom looked at Tord with a friendly smile, "who told you, you had the right to talk?"
Everything went silent for a second. "I think I did," Tord mumbled. Tom had the urge to go up to the taller male and kick him right where it hurt, but he stood still. "Tom, be nice!" "You told me that last time, and look at us! I should've stuck my harpoon up his ass a long time ago!" He growled.
Although Edd knew Tom had his intentions to say such... Thing, he also wanted him to understand the circumstances they were on. "Tom listen—" "no, you listen to me! I thought I fucking committed a homicide! Surely after almost dying it was traumatic, wasn't it? And then you're going to let this fool stand in front of your door? Ridiculous" he laughed.
"Listen up Thomas Thompson! If you don't take back a single word that came out of your mouth, you will fucking regret it!" Edd looked at him like an angry mama bear. "Hmm let's see, the only word I regret is... And" Tom smiled sarcastically at Edd. Tord almost let a snort out.
"That's it! I was originally going to offer Tord to stay at my place, but you seem to have more space than me, you will now let Tord stay in your place until he decides to go, " Edd said smiling. Tord's soul almost left his useless body from embarrassment, and Tom almost pissed himself from the fear of Edd.
"You don't mean that..." "Oh, well yes I do" Tom took a look at Tord and sighed, "come on, you man-baby" he mumbled.
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Did Tord bring some type of luggage? Yeah, he brought enough for a week, but he decided it would be fun to stay a little longer. He had officially occupied the guest room and was now awkwardly sitting on the couch as Tom played with cotton ball... What the fuck is that name.
"What are you looking at, " Tom mumbled as he looked over at Tord who could possibly drill holes into the side of his head. "Nothing," Tord mumbled back. "You stay out of my business, and I'll stay out of yours, we're going to be stuck together for the majority of the time, thanks to me, so just feel comfortable... Just not too comfortable"
"Yeah okay"
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