TordxReader //old//

Nine: Chat

Third Person View:

It was the first day of April and a week had passed from the couple's argument. Y/N had forgiven Tord about what he had done and her parents now knew about the following events taking that had taken place. Her mother had been shocked but otherwise happy for Y/N hat she'd finally found somebody, but her father was upset. He didn't disown her alike to what happened in her fears. He was surprised and seemed betrayed that she hadn't told him about everything that happened during the last month or two. And although everything seemed normal between one another the two individuals still were at silent conflict.(Y/N and Tord) Y/N had been sleeping on the sofa since they argued as well, she missed Tord's arms around her but she din't know exactly how to talk to him.

Y/N was in the kitchen cooking some macaroni and cheese, she had lazily decided to wake herself after two hours of debating to sleep in. She was glad knowing that she didn't have to work or wake up early for any reason. All the sleeping she did helped her regain consciousness of her decisions. Every moment being awake caused her to be insecure and embarrassed however. She kept thinking to herself, remembering the night she smashed Tord's plate on the tiled floor. She had never gotten upset like that and never could as a child so she never thought about letting her feelings out in a mini tantrum. What did Tord think of her now? She couldn't help but wonder this, even after her debate with him on caring about what people thought. She felt hypo critic and just wanted the feeling to go away but it didn't. It remained there, growing.

Tord had the day off today so he lay on his bed watching YouTube. That's all he really had done since he argued with Y/N. He couldn't bring himself to speak with her and he was worried he might break this "peace treaty" they have of silence. He wanted to make her laugh again, smile, and feel pleased with herself but he couldn't do it. He didn't, for once in his life, know how. He looked up through the crack of the bedroom door watching her cook, she was cute taking tiny steps in such a huge kitchen. Her hair was let loose most days but today it was brushed. He wondered what the occasion or reason was but he knew it was't for him. He could obviously tell she was still upset with him, even though she forgave him. He rolled on his side uncomfortably, groaning. Y/N heard the boredom hinted in his voice so she turned to the door just to peek at him. He lay across the bed, his eye closed and his breathing heavy. She wondered if he was trying to get her attention but if he wasn't he was doing a great job otherwise. "Tord," She spoke aloud making his eye open and his head shift to her in confusion. "Come in here silly.." She finished. Tord blinked but took no hesitation to sit up and be wit her. "You look so bored.. the um.. the macaroni is done in case you want to have some." He smiles and tilts his head down, his hands in his pockets. "I'd love some.."

Your Pov:

I couldn't help but stare at Tord.. he was was tired looking and his eye patch was elsewhere. I loved to see him without it, looking onto his full face. And he ate his food so cute, like he was very, very, hungry. I hoped he didn't mind me staring at him. When he finished he offered to clean my now orange bowl, I thought it sweet so I let him. I sat at the table still watching him and as it seemed he began watching me. Occasionally he looked back to see if I was looking to him, the goof. I returned a smile and brushed the hair out of my face, he made himself look so innocent. But I knew better, I had to.

"So.." He began, his voice heavy with accent. "Since uh.. we're talking again you.. you wanna do something with me today? Go out somewhere?" I felt insulted slightly, did he think I was avoiding him? I shake it off though, wanting him to come closer but he kept his distance. It had been a while since I walked around town, now with the thought in mind. The warm city lights, the people with phones to their ears, the buzzing of conversation.. Considering I was mostly an introverted person now, I loved the thought of people. I smiled and blinked myself out of a memory, "How about we go into town today? Take a walk or something, I'm sure my legs could use some kid of workout." A curve tugged on his lips and he nodded, "I'm sure they do.." I immediately got his notice and quickly looked away from him, why did he have to be so perverted? My body shifted uncomfortably as his eyes drilled into me, he always had some type of way to make me feel nervous. "I'm just playing with you, relax.." He was now behind me, I felt myself get warmer. Turning to face him, I was red with slight irritation. But I seemed to loose all concentration when he locked his gaze with mine, "We can do that."

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A/N: Another short chapter but I think I'm pretty pleased with it.