Monster Tom X Tord- Silent Storms

Odd Attractions

-Toms P.O.V-

When morning hit I winced as I moved. "Owwww... god it hurts..." I mumbled and winced as I stood up to find my clothes shreaded. "L-lovely..." I groaned and put on different clothes then the normal. "Oh well..." I mumbled and went downstairs, still wincing in pain every now and then.

When I got downstairs I could instanly smell the food stored in the kitchen as I already missed breakfest. "Hungry..." I mumbled and limped into the kitchen as my lower back still hurt the most.

-sorry for no update earlier. Went on a date with my girlfriend. Im bisexual. HTTYD 3 is sad. Just so ya know-

I pulled out food and started munching on it, hungrier and more drained then usual. "Tom?" I looked up at the commie and growled. "What do you want commie?" I glared and he took a step back.

"I j-just wanted to s-see if you w-were ok..." He mumbled, clearly stuttering from fear. *I scared the commie bastard? Ha! Wait... I didn't mean to scare him...* I looked at him and sighed. "Sorry... I didn't mean to scare you Tord." I muttered under my breath.

"I-it's no big deal..." He chuckled at me and left. "What happened to the over-confident, gun maniac, hentai loving Tord I knew?" I mumbled, confused by his knew shy, easily scared nature.

-Tords. P.O.V-

I sighed and clutched my chest as I felt a sharp pain. "Need... medicine..." I groaned and pulled out a few pain killers I had snuck from base when they forced me out. I shoved them in my mouth and waited from them to kick in before I even moved.

Finally once the pain subsided I walked back to Toms room and sat down in the corner. "I made him into the monster... I didn't think it would work more then once." I mumbled and laid down. "I regret everything I've ever done and now its come back to bite me in the ass."

I glanced over at Toms bed and scooted over to it. Admitally I have experimented on myself, so somethings drew my attention more then others and might be the reason I survived th- no... I know very well what thinking about that does to me.

I looked at the bed, toms scent filled my nostrils and almost seemed to relax me. I leaned against the wood supporting the bed and closed my eyes. I was determined to stay awake even if I was just resting my eyes.

The incident left more then physical problems, I gained mental problems as well, the damage I did to people who called me a friend destroyed my mental state. I don't sleep to often anymore because of it which is why I often rest my eyes, even if I only use the one.

I yawned and leaned against the post, both trying to fight sleeping and accepting the need to sleep. I don't know if seeing Tom be in pain from my creation is going to help my state or not which why im scared but...

I'm..

So...

Tired...