Second Chance -TomTord Fanfic

Chapter. 1

Thomas Anderson. He was a working buisnessman, currently living a blissful life with his small family. His wife, Julia Anderson. They had two kids, as they were as different as sun and moon.

The children often caused a lot of trouble. Next to their houses was a family of 2. They seemed often sweet to each other. Also being a married couple, they lived a romantic life without any children behind.

Their names was Tord Audet, then the wife, Laura Audet. The couple was often visible when they leaned on the apartment stairs, vines cascading up and down.

Thomas usually wasn't a friendly neighboor. He didn't have a bad attitude either. It was just that he liked to stay quiet, quiet in his own place.

One day, one day, Thomas's children were playing at the aisle like side of the apartment. They ran along loudly, as the corridors echoed with their little, cheerful footsteps.

It was probably somewhere around 6AM. The children were too energetic, somewhat only that time of period.

Across the corridor wall, there was Larson's esatate. The bedroom was connected to the corridors, unluckily, waking the sleeping couple up.

Tord groaned softly. He squinted his eyes open, noticing Laura sleeping softly in his arms. He smiled down for a short while, distracted by the running down the halls.

He prepped himself up properly. Tord slowly removed the arm he had on Laura's head. He caressed her hair and combed it for another while. Then, he was distracted again by a loud bang.

Tord cussed quietly to himself. He stood up in a swift movement, grabbing a pair of boxers and jeans. Moving roughly to the living room, he thrusted the front door open to reveal, a few children looking up at him.

They had black, void eyes. Tord quickly noticed that they were the neighboor's children. He sighed, looked out the high floors of the apartment for a second, then said,

"Are you guys lost?" He raised a brow, voice being low.

The children smiled up at him curiously, shaking their heads. Tord smiled down at them dimly. He was still tired though, and slightly annoyed.

He walked them to Thomas's front door. He rang the bell.

After a few seconds, a male with black void eyes, smooth, pale skin, lovely, soft brown hair opened the door softly.

Thomas rubbed his chin slowly. He looked at the neighboor infront of him. He first scanned his face, being swift enough for him to not notice.

The person had light but tanned skin, a fit shape, well balanced jaw, and lastly, a handsome face. Thomas seemed surprised the next moment. The stranger, he leaned to the back slightly, and Tom noticed that he was actually topless.

He winced a little, fixing his vision on the man's expression. He had bags under his eyes, clearly tired or just stressed out by somthing.

Tord pointed at the children. He opened his mouth to say something.

"Please keep them inside the house, Mr. Anderson." He said softly, as Thomas zoned out. Tord's voice was as sweet as honey, as the slight low tone faded inbetween. Thomas felt like he had to be somewhat a voice actor, or maybe a model, maybe an actor.

Tord coughed softly, Thomas snapping back into reality. Thomas apologized, taking the children back inside again.

Tord seemed to be rather tall than what Thomas expected. He was about 7 feet tall, as Tom was about 6'5.

All this time, Thomas didn't realize how, or what he looked like. It made him rather surprised.

Back to his apartment, Tord slid back in the bed. Laura smiled at him with squinted eyes, as the curtains blocked off some of the light.

Tord looked down with a warm smile, kissing her forehead. They hugged each other for a short while, feeling blissful.

Meanwhile, since Thomas was already woken up and can't sleep again, he just sat on the couch with a leg kicked on the coffee table.

In his palms were a bottle of water. (Sike) He looked down, taking the bottle up where an angle of sunlight cramped up in.

The bottle then shined like a diamond, spreading the rays of light into every single direction of the living room.

Thomas felt like he was still young.

Still young to be forced marrying someone.
Marrying somebody whom he did not love.

(Back to the past, 2016)

"Father, mother, please!"

"Thomas, this is a family culture."

"Your father is right, Thomas. Don't disappoint us."

Thomas clenched his fists.

"MARRYING SOMEBODY THAT I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT? THEN ADOPTING KIDS?"

"Please don't ye-"

"Goddamn son. It's nothing like that."

"Father-"

Slap.

"DON'T HIT HIM-"

Kick.

Thomas fell down the soft, maroon red carpet with a thunk.

He felt his lips bleeding, for some reason, then he bursted in tears.

He was still young.

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(Back to the future, 2018)

"Thomas?" His wife asked, running down the stairs.

Thomas looked up, nodding slightly.

He noticed within the time he dazed out.

He,

He loved Tord Audet.