then and now {tordmatt- sequel}

three

btw this fic is gonna be kinda short

tom and tord both walked up to the unfamiliar house together hesitantly. "this is the address he texted me." tord murmured.

"it looks nice." tom commented with a raise of his eyebrows.

tord nodded in agreement and rang the doorbell. the sound of talking, laughing and footsteps came from indoors. he took a glance at tom before quickly holding his hand, earning a look of disgust.

"hush, i don't like it either." tord muttered.

the door swung open and matt stood there with a wide grin on his face, edd at his side with a shyer smile.

"tord!" matt wrapped his arms around the norwegian who blushed and couldn't help but smile.

"h- hey." tord stammered as he was put down.

tom wiped the hand he was holding tord's with off on his jeans before shaking matt's hand.

"hey." he greeted nonchalantly.

"hi!" matt smiled before motioning to edd. "this is my boyfriend, edd." edd looked at tord and gave him a small wave.

before tord or tom could say anything, matt exclaimed, "help me make dinner!", grabbed tord's wrist, and dragged him away.

"i- uh- okay." tord stuttered, worried tom would give anything away. he looked over his shoulder, eyes shooting wide open at the sight of tom lifting edd's hand and kissing it in greeting. this bitch better not do anything.

~~~tom's pov~~~

tom placed a small kiss on edd's hand and smiled at him. "i hope matt treats you well. you seem like you deserve it."

edd smiled back at him and shrugged. "yeah, he does. thank you. do you wanna go watch some tv while they make dinner?"

"sure." tom nodded, following edd into the living room.

they sat down together, edd flicking through different channels. "there's never anything on tv." the shorter brunette mumbled, frowning.

"i know, it sucks." tom agreed with a roll of his dark orbs. "we could always just talk." he raised an eyebrow.

edd looked at him and tilted his head, throwing a small, hesitant glance at the tv. "true." he turned it off and faced tom. "what's your name?"

"tom, and you're edd. tord's an idiot so he didn't introduce me."

"...you just called your boyfriend an idiot." edd gave him a strange look.

fuck, the lie. tom forced a chuckle. "yeah, uh- we mess around like that; he calls me a dork, i call him a nerd, y'know?"

"oh," he smiled. "that's cute."

"it is. kind of like you." tom winked.

edd smiled and flushed pink. "you're funny." he giggled. "how about i show you around the house?"

"that sounds fun." tom stood up.

"okay! c'mon." edd got up and began heading for a hallway, calling to matt, "i'm gonna show tom around!"

"alright!" matt called back. as tom walked beside edd, he turned to the kitchen, confused by the look tord was giving him. the brit chose to ignore it and continued to follow his cute tour guide.

"this is the bathroom." edd explained, pointing to a door. "that's me and matt's room, that's the laundry room and- ooh! my art studio!" he opened a door and walked in, flicking a light on.

tom walked in, instantly being hit by the smell of paint. there was a large canvas propped up on an easel, two tables, and a shelf filled with different types of markers, paint brushes, paints, pencils, and so on. he felt his eyes widen, impressed. "christ. you are quite the artist, huh?"

"mhm, i love art." edd walked over to one of the tables and picked up a paint tray that had different colors of paint on it. "i'm joining a contest so my art might be put in a museum." he smiled proudly.

"i'm sure you'll win." tom sat down on a nearby stool, hands in his pockets.

"thank you." edd blushed and turned towards the canvas, starting to paint using a pastel blue color.

deciding to explore around the room, tom got up and walked around quietly. he found an open can of orange paint and dipped his finger in, glancing at edd. a sinister idea came to his mind. with orange paint on his finger, tom went over to edd. "look at me." he hummed.

"yeah?" edd turned to look at the taller male. tom dragged his finger down edd's cheek and laughed as paint smeared on his face.

"oh my god!" edd gasped before breaking off into laughter. "meanie!" he slammed his hand down on the tray, all different kinds of paint colors on his hand. he pushed his hand against tom's face, both males laughing hysterically.

they continued their paint fight, flecks of yellow, red, purple, white and any other color staining their clothes and caught in their hair or faces.

before they knew it, their fun time had ended when matt called them for dinner.

"damnit." tom's laughter died down, using his sleeve to wipe tears from his 'eyes'.

edd giggled, falling into tom's chest and wrapping his arms around him. "that was fun." he purred.

tom felt his face heat up, looking down at edd. "yeah, it was, huh?" he agreed with a soft smile. "but we should get cleaned up now."

"you're right." edd released him and put down the tray of paint. "time for dinner!"

~~~timeskip/tord's pov~~~

"i'll see you later, tord." matt smiled brightly as the norwegian and tom exited the house.

"yeah. bye, matt." tord gave matt a soft smile, green eyes filled with love.

"see you, tom." edd waved, earning a peace-sign from the other male. "tord, could you text matt tom's number so i can have it, please?"

"...sure thing."

"thanks!"

as the door shut, tom and tord got in tom's car, the brit choosing to drive.

the moment the car doors shut, tord growled, "don't think i'm stupid, tom. i could see you flirting with edd."

tom's face dusted pink and he drove off, eyes narrowed. "if you truly cared, tord, you would've done something to stop me. but you let it go because you want matt to yourself." his grip tightened on the wheel, knuckles turning white.

tord shot him a glare. "that's not true, i-"

"it is true, you know it. you love matt and you want to destroy his relationship, huh?"

this time tord didn't answer. he pursed his lips, hating how tom's words got under his skin. he's wrong....

..isn't he?