Blue Pills {TomTord} (Suicidal! Tord x Tom)

Chapter 5

Tom's POV (Point of View)

For the past few days I've been cleaning and bandaging Tord's eye socket. It's a little gross, but I've seen a lot worse. I always cleaned it at around 10:00 in the morning everyday. Some days it looked great and others were not so good. Sometimes his eye socket was dried out and the skin cracked, but, as I've said before, I've seen worse.

I dabbed some water on the skin, earning a sharp inhale from the Norwegian in front of me. He kept looking up every now and then, holding in a few tears from the pain. I couldn't help but feel bad for him.

I looked at him after zoning out for a quick second. He had little streams that had already went down his cheek. Guess holding it in wasn't the best idea. He stared at me with his one eye, his eye socket dark from the shadows covering it. I smiled gently as I grabbed the bandages that were sitting off to the side, slowly wrapping them around his head at an angle.

"Tom?"

"Yes, Tord?"

"I-I'm sorry."

I looked up at him, a bit worried.

"For what?"

He paused as if he couldn't think of what he wanted to say.

"I'm sorry for being so much trouble to deal with."

I sighed softly.

"You're no trouble at all. I don't mind taking care of you."

The Norwegian boy smiled softly as he lifted his hoodie sleeves up, showing that he only had scars from cutting himself before. He hasn't cut in over a month. I'm glad.

I grabbed the rag and gently dabbed at his skin jokingly. He gave me a confused look as he watched me, a smile creeping onto my face. He smiled back at me as he let out a small chuckle.

"I'm glad to have you as a friend, Tom."

"And I'm glad to have you as a friend too, Tord."

I looked back down at the scars, then back up. As I leaned my head back up to look at Tord's face, a pair of lips touched mine.

I hesitated for a bit before placing mine against the pair gently. The kiss only happened for a short bit, but it seemed like it lasted forever. Not only had Tord just kissed me, but I actually kissed him back, and I was kind of freaking out about it internally.

A huge blush spread across my cheeks as I looked back at him with my black eyes, his only red one gleaming at me. Did he like me?

That was my only question now.

Does Tord like me?

❤️💙

I sat at the kitchen table for a bit before I actually started eating my breakfast. Edd and Matt were fairly certain that I was paralyzed because I hadn't moved my body for awhile. That is, until I began moving my arms to cut a piece of toast.

Tord had a small and subtle blush on his face, as the huge one was still spread across my face. I will admit I was actually kind of embarrassed about it. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what to say. Edd began making conversation after a few minutes though. I wasn't complaining.

"So, how did you two sleep?"

Edd looked over at Tord, then back at me.

"Oh, we slept pretty well."

I replied, a sheepish smile forming along my face. Edd could probably tell that I was really embarrassed. Matt was either too invested in himself or too invested in his breakfast, either one. Tord was just making eye contact with my black eyes every now and then.

But that question still remained in my mind.

Does Tord like me?