Blame It On The Night ¦Book 1 Of TomTord Drama¦

Chapter [3]

Tord woke up alone, noting that he was tucked in, not remembering him and Tom going under the covers. Maybe Tom did. He shrugged the thought off as he sat up straight, his bottom sore which resulted a pain filled groan. Once again he tried getting up and then heard the door to Tom's room open, revealing the man in question.

"I thought I heard someone," Tom stated, cleverly and Tord smirked "I thought you did all night?" The eyeless man hummed, all while making his way to the red hoodie who seemed to be having trouble getting up.

He held his hand out, but Tord promptly ignored it and feeling a stab at his pride at the gesture. Who did Tom think he was? He was perfectly capable of taking care of himself. He let out another sound of pain when he shifted. Except in these situations, he quietly corrected.

Finally, he grabbed at Tom's hand, letting out a small yelp when he was practically smashed into the taller's chest. Also realizing that Tom was shirtless. He also realized that he was naked, but did he care? No, of course not.

"So, how did you sleep?" Tom asked, as if it was perfectly normal. Tord rolled his eyes at the obvious change of subject but just for the blue hoodies sake, answered with a simple 'Fine'.

A few minutes later, Tord was in a pair of Tom's pants which was a size to big for him and kept riding down, forcing Tord into latching a belt on as well. He put on his red hoodie at least. Obviously he had more dignity than the sexy blonde.

Currently, he was situated with a plate of waffles and watched with fascination as Tom shuffled around the kitchen. Occasionally looking at the bacon frying on the pan and then carefully taking the toast out and placing it on his plate.

He tossed another plate at Tord and asked him to try his sandwich. He hadn't tasted anything better than that. Also considering that Tom had made it for him. It was a sweet gesture either way.

Stretching, he yawned quiet loudly.

"So what are we doing today?" He asked and he thought he saw Tom freeze for a second but shrugged it off as it being something about his cooking. Never in a million years did he think Tom liked cooking.

"Well," He started, awkwardly turning around just to let his elbows rest on the counter and a slight bend to his back "I called Matt, he said he'd bring Edd over since that cola freak was out buying cola as usual. And I said that I have a...surprise, waiting for them."

Tord's ears pricked up at the word 'surprise'. Was that... him? "Thomas, no, you did not call them over right now! They must hate me as of now! If they see me they'll freak and then ask what I'm doing here and then...!"

He didn't notice Tom stepping up in front of him but didn't mind when Tom's lips dutifully attached upon his own. Tord found himself completely blank for a second before remembering that Edd and Matt were coming over and Tom was just trying to distract him.

Pushing him away, though a bit reluctant, he started ranting again. His thoughts about his and Tom's relationship slipped by once again. It wasn't that he wasn't happy to be reunited with his friends again. Just that he was nervous of what they'd think.

And just as luck would have it, the sound of a buzzer was heard indicating the pairs arrival. He was deliberating whether or not to hide under the table. Of course, Tom could practically hear his thoughts and grabbed his before be could think about it and hauled him over his shoulder like a potato sack.

He kicked and squirmed the whole way but trying not to make too much noise. He felt Tom's hand make contact with his ass and he flushed red and snapped his mouth close. Tom was obviously amused but didn't show it as he unlocked his door revealing the couple.

Edd let out a short gasp and he was entirely sure Matt was about to faint at any second now. He couldn't see obviously so he had to assume and his assumptions were soon confirmed when he heard a loud 'thump' from the front where Matt was most probably fallen.

Now, it was time for the explaining, which he himself, didn't have.

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Why am I writing this?