STUCK (TordTom)

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No One's P.O.V

Tord sat on the couch while staring blankly at the TV. His roomates, Paul and Patryk were trying to get him to talk since earlier but he just kept his mouth shut.

The two soon decided it was useless to make the person talk about something they're still thinking deeply about.

So they're just constantly checking up on their friend. Checking if Tord was still in front of the TV. Which would always turn out to be right.

"Should we talk to him? He's been like this since he got home yesterday afternoon. He hasn't eaten the bacon I cooked for him today AND yesterday." Patryk whispered to his partner as he scratched his forehead in a worried matter.

Paul only stares at Tord as he pulls out the cigarette that was hanging from his mouth and blow out the smoke.

They were hiding by the living room's doorway. Still arguing if they should make their friend talk or just leave him be.

He turns to his partner and shook his head, "I'm afraid he'll snap if we do. Let's just leave him be for now. This mission is quite difficult. Especially because his Ex is involved." he said calmly with his firm voice.

"What?! He's NOT EATING, PAUL!" Patryk almost yelled but he immediately collected himself by the last second his voice started raising.

"He's not a kid anymore. He has a well-built body. He had completed millions of more dangerous missions before this. I don't see why we should be worried." Paul replied as he puts the tip of the cigarette back inside his mouth.

Patryk face palmed in frustration making the other stare and chuckle.

Patryk paused as he looked at his partner, confused as to why Paul chuckled so suddenly, "Is this seriously a joke for you?!" Patryk whispered in frustration.

"Nah, I just now understand why Edd has been calling you 'Mom' for fun."

With that Patryk felt a huge blush spread across his cheeks. He turned to the other way while covering his face with his hands.

"I hate you.."

"Hate me or not. I'm still your partner and you're still mine." Paul smirked making the other blush 50 shades of red.

Suddenly the two heard a loud annoyed groan, "You know... I can hear your flirting from here." a Norwegian voice said in annoyance.

The two poked their heads inside the living room and saw Tord's head turned towards them while wearing a 'disgusted' expression.

"Again. We're not eating each other out here in the hallway." Paul spoke, earning a light slap on the arm from his blushing partner. Tord rolled his eyes, "Heard that excuse a few times before. You guys basically traumatized Edd." he spat before facing back to the TV.

Paul turned to Patryk, realizing how red Patryk was made him smile.

"You're an idiot." Patryk hissed before walking over to the couch and sat beside Tord. Soon Paul followed after him and sat on the other couch beside Tord's.

Tord didn't spare a glance at them and just continued to stare at the TV, even though nothing was on. It was just static.

"So... I'm guessing you had sex with him?"

"for nøkler skyld!" Tord yelled, punching the small table in front of him. Almost breaking it in half.

"TORD! LANGUAGE!" Patryk scolded the Norwegian.

"Yep. Better just let it out now with us than taking it out on other people." Paul suggests,

Patryk was about to scold Paul when Tord let out a groan. The two stared at their lovesick friend. Looking at Tord being so frustrated and annoyed.