STUCK (TordTom)

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No One's P.O.V

Tom took a deep breath before walking inside his fiance's working place. Chanting to himself that it'll all be alright since he already informed his fiance about why he's gonna be busy... Not all information.

Last night he stayed up a bit late since he was waiting for Tord to message him. If they were gonna meet up somewhere or if they were going to meet up at a certain time.

Nothing came. To his disappointment. Because of that he didn't save Tord's number since he thought that it was just a stupid prank.

Tord liked playing pranks.

Yet here he was, refusing to go with Zion to his show because he has a 'friend' to help.

Tom took an elevator to the 9th floor and then got off. His mind was off to no where. He was starting to doze off even though... He was very worried of something... He snapped back awake again.

He brought his palm up to his face, "Why am I getting nervous? I'm just gonna wish Busy Bee good luck..." Tom mumbled to himself. He is trying to busy his mind with Zion but his mind would always go back to Tord.

Seeing the face of Tord made him even more curious as to what had happened to him when he left.

Just thinking about it still breaks Tom's heart.

Suddenly Tom felt a tap on his shoulder, Tom turned around and there stood Mark, "Hey there Tom, are you here for Zi's show?" Mark asked.

Tom felt even more nervous, "Oh.. No. I'm just gonna wish him luck then I'm on my way..."

Mark tilted his head to the side, why was Tom acting all suspicious?

"Okay? Well you're just in time we were about to leave. We were supposed to leave 10 minutes earlier but he didn't want to unless he gets to see you.

He's in the dressing room. Please get him out, he's acting like a dog again. Won't leave without it's owner." Mark chuckled as he started walking away.

Tom sighed in relief before walking to the dressing room. When he opened the door, he saw no one inside. Instead he was greeted with someone holding on to his waist from the back.

He wanted to turn around to look at the owner of the toned arms when a voice spoke, "I thought you weren't coming.."

Tom's nervousness suddenly melted away when he heard the sweet and husky voice of his fiance. It was relaxing..

"Busy Bee, Your glasses."

"I'm wearing contacts now."

"O-Ohh--" Tom felt Zion's hug tightened on his waist.

Tom sighed in defeat, relief, "I'm here now. But I'm leaving after this." Tom said, Zion nuzzled onto Tom, softly inhaling and loving the scent of his beloved.

Zion nodded slowly, "Okay, just make sure you won't get hurt. If you need any help you can call me anytime."

Tom's heart skipped a beat. Why is he like this? Tom could feel that Zion trusts him with all his heart. Tom trusts Zion as well... But why is it that he can't tell Zion the truth?

"I hate you."

Zion's felt his heart stung a little, "Pardon?" he asked, trying to sound as casual as ever.

"I really don't deserve you." Tom mumbled as he turned to face Zion, still not breaking the hug.

"You're wrong. I am the one don't deserve you. But I'll make sure that I'll be worthy of you..." Zion said as he leaned in to Tom and pecked his forehead.