STUCK (TordTom)

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No One's P.O.V

"Thomas, come sit with me, we still have some things to discuss regarding on the act we are going to put up for the date." Tord ordered, a dark aura surrounding him as he glared at the old lady who was sitting on the couch across from him.

Auntie Rosy without breaking the glare gestured Tom who was helping an Old man get water to come closer.

Tom gave the water to the Old man, hearing a small 'thank you' from him, he bowed before doing what Auntie Rosy asked. He noticed the tension between the two again.

"What's gotten into you two?" Tom asked as he went over to Auntie Rosy's side. Auntie Rosy slides her arms around Tom's arm, wearing a smug look on her face.

Tord's eye twitched, "Thomas, I demand you to come here and entertain me for I am your guest." Tord ordered. Tom looked over at Tord, confused, he was about to say something when Auntie Rosy pulled him closer.

"No, can do sweetie, he's gonna be with me for now." She cooed, with that Tord snapped, he stood up from the couch he was sitting on and went over to Tom and Auntie Rosy.

He sat beside Tom, putting his arm around Tom's shoulders, to which Tom tried to pry off, but to no avail. He was still glaring at the old woman.

Tom was inbetween the two. Which made it confusingly awkward for him.

Tord took the time to scan the old woman's features. She had her white hair tied into a small bun, she has a wrinkled face, blue eyes and she was wearing a red polka-dot dress and black flat shoes.

Meanwhile Auntie Rosy was doing the same...

She scanned Tord, Honey-brown hair that had a weird hairstyle, a dangling earring on his right ear, his eyes had different colors, probably because of what happened to his face. His face was giving off the obvious answer that it was almost melted.

Auntie Rosy snorted when she realized what the Norwegian was wearing. He was wearing a suit. A perfect black suit with black shoes and a red tie.

She was about to tease the lad about his get up when her attention was averted back to Tord's eyes.

His right eye was gray while his other was hazel brown, Auntie Rosy swore that seeing the pupil on his right eye brought chills.

"What are you guys doing? Why do I feel like there's something dark and chilling around here?" Tom interrupted as he shook off Tord's arm from his shoulders, breaking off the glares the other two was giving each other.

Tord turned to Tom, unconsciously grinning, "Oh nothing, we're just becoming... friends." Tord said with an unsure tone in his voice, his eyes completely set on Tom who crossed his arms in annoyance.

They didn't notice Auntie Rosy's stare, she saw how Tord's right eye pupil dilated when he laid eyes on Tom.

She narrowed her eyes at the two, 'interesting..' she thought.

Auntie Rosy pulled Tom closer again, "Don't we have things to chat about dear?" she cooed to Tom before glaring at Tord. Tord puts his arm around Tom's soulders again. Which made Auntie Rosy freeze.

"What are you doing here? Go back to your seat Tiger."

Tord snorted, how could this old woman made him tore his eyes off of Tom.

'wait.. What?'

"Since this seat was open, might as well fill it." Tord retorted with a smug look on his face, Auntie Rosy kept her arms around Tom's arm wearing a protective glare.

From afar Aunt Luce was looking at them with a smile on her face, "Oh my, Oh my~" she said, cupping her cheek while still looking at the scene happening before her.

~~~~~~~~~~After Zion's Show~~~~~~~~~~

Mark looked over at Zion as he handed him a water bottle and a towel. Zion murmured a 'thank you' to him before taking the stuff from his manager.

He drank the water in a quick pace as he was wiping his sweat with the towel.

"Hey Zi, how long are you going to keep this up?" Mark asked, Zion froze.

"How much longer are you going to keep this up?" Mark continued as Zion still stood frozen in place.

Zion didn't repond, Mark looked down on his hands, "You know he'll be really hurt if--"

"I'm just enjoying it for a while." Zion finally replied, putting down the empty water bottle on the table beside him and giving the towel back to Mark.

"But, what if he--"

"He won't find out." Zion interrupted, he turned to Mark with an expressionless face.

"No. Zion. He's gonna find out eventually since you--"

"I am aware, okay?" He interrupted, he's gazed was fixed on the floor. Not bothering to meet eye to eye with his manager.

"But for now... He won't know. As long as you guys also keep your mouths shut." He said, blinking in a quick manner as he reached for his phone on the table.

Mark only stared at Zion, he sighed in defeat, "Just make sure you know what you are doing Zi... He will find out sooner or later... We don't know the circumstances." Mark said, his voice filled with sympathy and worry.

Zion turned on his phone and started to message Tom, "Yes, He will. Soon. But for now. I'm just gonna enjoy this." Zion said, smiling to himself when he read through the text messages of him and Tom.

"Just be sure you guys are all with me in this. Okay?" Zion asked, looking over at Mark who still hasn't move from his spot.

Mark closed his eyes tight and released a gruff, "Okay... But in all honesty... You know that you're gonna hurt him."

"I know."