Therapy

Dumbass

-Toms POV-
"I'm here for my appointment with Dr. Larson." I told the lady at the front desk. "Oh dear I'm sorry Dr Larson is out sick, Tom right?" I nodded I was confused. "He told me to tell you that he's sorry and that he will make it up to you but for now you'll have to reschedule." The lady explained. I nodded. "When's his next opening?" I asked. "Hmm lemme check.... ah! His next opening is Monday the 16th at 2:00 pm." She said. "Sure I'll take it." I said. The lady nodded. "Alright your all set." She said. I grumbled and walked out of the building.

I texted Tori.

Why is your brother sick what happened?
-Tom

Oh right! Sorry he told me to text you that he would be out today! He caught a cold and it's getting worse, he was out in the rain yesterday I think that's what caused it.
-Tori

What a dumbass...I told him to fucking where a jacket and he didn't listen.
-Tom

Yep! That sounds like my brother, always putting others before himself.
-Tori

Is he at home? Can I visit him?
-Tom

Oh yea! I have a spare key I'll meet you at his house and give it to you. Here's the address *address*
-Tori

Alright thanks.
-Tom

-timeskip-

"Here's the key." Tori said dropping it in my hands. "Be careful he gets grouchy when he's sick." She giggled. I nodded. "Yea Whatever He's boutta have a piece of my mind." I snapped. Tori giggles. "Good luck and remember I ship it! Go take care of your Prince Charming!" She said smiling as she walked away. I blushed. I unlocked the door and walked in. I was immediately shocked. It was beautiful. It was modern black and grey theme. With glowing lights all around illuminating the area making it that much more beautiful.

There were succulents here and there. It was an open area as I walked farther in. There were black stairs that led to the second floor and a rail on the top floor so you can look down at the bottom floor. It was clean, neat and organized. Some photos and modern art littered the walls there was a fluffy grey area rug underneath the couch that came pretty far out.

-Tords POV-
I heard the front door open and my heart started racing. Tori has just left and someone else had entered. I stumbled out of my bed grabbing the pistol from underneath the bed. I loaded it quickly my hands shaking. I tried to steady my breathing. I quietly walked out of my room and Tords the rail. Then in one quick move i stood by the rail pointing the gun down at the figure. "Tom?!" I squeaked in surprise. I immediately put the gun on a bench and ran down the stairs.

-Toms POV-
"Why do you have a gun?" I asked blankly looking at Tord. "Self defense. I thought someone was breaking in don't scare me like that!" He said worry laced into his words. "How did you even get in here?" Tord asked. "Tori gave me the key." I said holding it up for him to see. "Oh." He said. "Anyways here's your jacket I forgot to give you last night." I said hanging it over the couch for now. "Oh right." He seemed out of it.

I grabbed his wrist holding him in place and felt his forehead with my other hand. "You have a fever." I told him. I looked him in the eyes. He was blushing. "Y-yea I know." He said. "That's what you Get for being a dumbass and not wearing a coat like I told you too." I scolded him. Letting him go. He rubbed the back of his neck chuckling nervously. "Y-yea I guess your right." He said. "Have you eaten anything?" I asked him he shook his head no. "Go back to bed I'll make you something." I told him.

"What no I Can make myself something." He said trying to stop me. I glared at him threateningly. "Go to bed now!" I growled. Tord may be what some consider the Alpha in a relationship not that we are in a relationship but anyways not today. Today he will Submit to your friendly neighborhood Omega. He looked at me surprised of the hostility and possessiveness. He gulped. He still stood his ground. "You're my patient Im supposed to be taking care of you not the other way around." He challenged. "Things don't always go how they're supposed to now don't fucking test me I will drag your ass up to that bed if I have to." I growled. He smirked. "That sounds very inviting." He chuckled. I blushed. "Shut the hell up!" I snapped. He sighed. "Fine.... I'll be in my room... it's the third door down on the right." He said walking upstairs. I nodded. And headed into the kitchen.

I found a can of chicken noodle soup in the cabinets and I warmed it up on the stove taking out a bowl to put it in. I also put a mix of mineral water and some vitamin c stuff in a water bottle for him. Once it was ready I poured it into the bowl letting it cool slightly.

Then I walked upstairs and into Tords room. "Here." I said setting it on the nightstand beside his bed. His room was very nice and welcoming. The bed was centered in the room but against the back wall leaving a large open carpeted area then on that wall there was a fireplace straight across from the bed. With an HD TV above mounted to the wall. The on the left side was an open door that led to the bathroom and then straight across from the bathroom (on the wall that the bed is pushed up against.) was the closet and then back on the opposite wall again to the right of the fireplace was a simple sheek black bookcase that was full of books. Also his bed was a decent size fit for a king I'd say. And it had A big red duvet covering it that Tord was snuggled under. It had a bunch of white fluffy pillows that seemed to swallow Tords head.

Tord sat up. He took the soup and tasted it. "Thank you Tom." He said. I looked away blushing. "Yea Whatever just don't be a dumbass next time." I said. He chuckled. "Here sit." He said padding the other side of the bed. I made my way over and hopped on. It was sooooo confortable. "Do you want to watch anything?" Tord asked me. "We can find something on Netflix if u want." He said. "Sure I guess." I said. I checked my phone. My physical therapy appointment was in an hour.

I called the clinic. It rang out a few times before my therapist answered the phone. "Hi Thomas what can I do for you?" She asked. "I was wondering if I could reschedule my Physical therapy appointment for Saturday?" I asked. "Of course may I ask why though?" "I'm taking care of a friend that's Sick." I said a blush immediately covering my face. "Alright your all set for Saturday at 4:00pm, and I hope your friend gets better soon." She said. "Yea me too." I said smirking looking over at Tord. He was blushing. "Goodbye Thomas." "Bye." It clicked as the call ended and i tossed my phone at the end of the bed.

"Why'd you reschedule your appointment? Your physical therapy is important." Tord said. "Because Im taking care of you dumbass. And if my counselor doesn't get better then he can't help my mind get better and then i can't get better physically remember?" I said matter of factly. "Hehe... I guess your right." Tord said. I smiled.

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"Let's watch that one!" I exclaimed as the arrow thing went over a movie called Death Note. "Horror huh?" Tord smirked. "Hell yea Im ain't no pussy." Tord laughed. Clicking play. The following day and night would include watching the following films:
Death Note, National Treasure, The Breakfast Club, a few Pirates of the Caribbean films and then they Started a show together called The 100. The night would also include snacks laughter and then ending in a pillow fight.