Dear Daughter [TomTord]

Distance Grows

+Red Army Base: Morning+

Torm woke up in a very bad mood.

He had opened his eyes to find himself engulfed in an embrace by none other than a sleeping Asher.

As of last night, after they had cleaned up all the food, Tomi came over saying that he didn't want Asher to sleep on his bed. The demon didn't want Asher's scent all over his sheets by the time he came back to sleep in their shared room.

So Tom, being the mother like he is, asked Torm to let Asher sleep on his bed with him. Torm also complained about the situation, trying to make it in his favor to have the raven sleep on the floor instead. Yet there was the factor that Torm hadn't realized.

They didn't have any extra blankets or pillows for Asher.

The extras had been taken to the medical ward for wounded soldiers and the rest for washing after being brought back from the rescue mission.

In the end, Asher and Torm had to share his bed.

What's worst for the situation was that he had hugged him back in his sleep.

Now here they are, Torm trying to stay as far away from the raven as possible at the breakfast table all out irritated.

"Torm."

"Asher."

Then silence, the two sat across each other at the breakfast table. Bryon sitting on the side of the table between the two as he feels cold sweat rolling down the side of his face.

"Guys, it's only breakfast." The brunet had witnessed Torm kick Asher off the bed in the ruff way possible. "Look Torm, you have your parfait, why don't you eat some?"

Torm listens and takes his parfait, taking a spoon full of his favorite treat. He slowly starts to calm down as each bite goes down the hatch.

Bryon sighs as he sees Torm's expression relax. Then he looks to Asher who looks back at him curious.

"So are you and your parents heading back to the Rebellion Base?"

Shaking his head, he answers, "We're staying over a bit longer until Torm's parents get married fully. The marriage was interrupted just before they could seal the ceremony with the kiss." He chuckles and glances to the kitchen where the cooking department is fussing over the food.

Asher hums as he pushes his food around on his plate with his fork.

"Good morning!"

Torm looks away from his parfait, lips turning up to a smile at the sight of his brother and sister. "Good morning, Tomi, Tika." He places his food down and stands up. Tomi hugs him tightly as Torm places a kiss on his forehead, as for Tika, she got a kiss on the cheek after Tomi let's go of him.

"What's the plan for today?"

"Well the soldiers were quick enough to fix the auditorium into a reconstruction of the wedding hall. We'll be refitted into our wedding attire and the wedding will be held on again."

Tomi's eyes seem to twinkle in delight at the news. "Finally!"

Tika giggles and nods her head in agreement. "I should go see Neva later and see if she wants me in the same dress again."

Asher hums in amusement, "This time I can see the wedding too."

"Who said you were invited Blackie." Torm says back narrowing his eyes at the raven.

The little sister of the Lawson siblings sighs seeing as her older brother and newly joined friend spark up the tension at the table. "This is getting out of hand, isn't it Tomi?" She whispers to her other brother, yet she doesn't get response. Tika turns her head to look back at her brother who is merely pushing the food around his plate with his fork. "Tomi?"