[EW!Charecter X Tom] Oneshots And Requests. [open+]

2-Please Don't Forget Me.[Tomtord]

"This can't work out, Tom."

"We can't work out."

Tom looked at his lover in pure shock with white widen  eyes.

"Are you serious, Tord?"

The blue clad asked with tremor in his tone. Small sparks of water urging to come out right there from his eyes.

Tord kept his mouth shut. He didn't want to say anything nor look deeply into the other's eyes. He too, loved Tom heartedly when they were in love. But that was when they were in love.

Now he isn't.

At least he think he isn't.

"You must be joking, Tord. Tell me this is a joke, Tord. LOOK at me!"

"...."

Tord looked at the other side, avoiding eye contact with the other male.

"Look at me in the face & tell me you don't love me, Tord!"

Tom screamed at the top of his lungs.

It was a moment of silence, a silence both of them were nauseous from.

Toms breathing hitched,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry-"

He fell on his knees in front of Tord who was bewildered.

"Th-Thomas no-"

"I'm sorry for being so stubborn. I'm sorry for disobeying you. I'm sorry I didn't show much affection. I'm sorry, I'm sorry please don't leave me-"

He sobbed covering his face with his sweaty palms.

Tord didn't know what to do. They were in a public subway where there were only a few people present.

The Norwegian felt guilt stabbed behind his back. He shouldn't have done this. He knew he shouldn't have. But being a leader of an army, he had to be strong.

"I hate you."
He lied.

He fucking lied.

"...W-what?"

"I hate you, Thomas. I always have."

"S-so... This was all....fake...wasn't it?"

"You guessed it."

The communist gave a fake  sickening grin to the brit who was sobbing even harder.

"I loved you and I get this?"

Tom spat out. Tord felt guilt sting again behind. He bit his bottem lip, when he heard the hostress announce the train to 28th street to the airport was coming soon.

"I'm afraid I must leave now in 5 minutes soon, Thomas."

"At least look at me once more."
Tom reached out to the Norwegians collar and grabbed him to his height.

"For one last time."

"And then we'll be enemies once again."

"And I'll never fall for you."

Tord couldn't control his own mind when he heard those words spill out of his once beloved.

He cupped Tom's cheeks, and kissed his forehead.

"This is the end of our love line, Thomas..."

He let go along with his shaking hands, leaving Tom there confused reconnecting what Tord had meant.

"28th street of London;nearest airport."

He heard the speakers announce.

Tord couldn't help but take a small glance from the corner of his eyes of the now sad blue boy.

The doors opened, he stepped in with his luggage, looking one last time at Tom.

"Please don't forget me."

He mumbled.

And once he found his seat next to the window, he lay his head beside it. Letting out his quite sobs.

It was absurd to a leader crying for something so stupid. He did love Tom, but he only had one decision to make for becoming a leader.

Who knew he'd be soon addressed as the Red leader?

And That'd be the moment His old enemy & an ex would form a rebellion against him?

Freaking kill me. I've been listening to alot of old songs which are heart breaking. Oh, also read a really, really, sad story. Also, did you notice I put a line which is similar to sb? [Not a fan of it cause N.O.]

Please don't be dramatic over this story. Or I sWeAr—