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Are You Okay? - Homeless! Tord X Matt

I should make an rp book for this ship because it's my life.

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3rd Person POV:

Tord was sitting in an alleyway he'd become familiar with in the past months. His decision to leave his army behind and start a new life was taking quite a toll on him. He coughed and leaned back onto the wall of a random building, feeling tired and a bit hungry. To his dismay, it started to rain. 'Shit. I hope this one doesn't last for too long...'

He sighed, pulling his hood over his head. Even though his hood was on, his horned hair stuck out. After a short while of getting soaked, Tord heard footsteps nearby. This was normal, so Tord didn't lift his head. The footsteps stopped and Tord sighed. 'Yup. Stare at me. A filthy, bloody homeless person.' The footsteps started up again, becoming louder. Tord finally looked up when the rain wasn't reaching him anymore. His eye widened and he paused.

"Hello there! Why are you outside when it's raining?" The familiar ginger asked, holding a purple umbrella over both of them. Tord stayed silent, not sure how to reply. "Uhm... hello?" Tord decided that he could respond with a lower pitch to his voice. "...Hei." "Woah... you're all wet!" "...Yeah, I guess I am."

Matt tilted his head. He couldn't tell who Tord was because of the hood over his head and bandages wrapped around half of his face. Matt reached his hand out to Tord, smiling brightly. "Come on, you should head home." "...I don't exactly have one." Matt's hand fell for a moment, but he brought it back up. "Well, you can stay at my place! I walked a long way to get here, but... y'know." Tord hesitated to accept Matt's offer.

'Tom and Edd will take turns kicking my ass if I do this...' Matt didn't wait for an answer. He just took Tord's hand in his and pulled Tord up to his feet. "You'll love my place! It's pretty great." 'How did he even find me?! How long has he been walking? I moved to another city to avoid meeting him and everyone I used to know!' Tord noticed that Matt was walking away, so he ran to catch up with him. 'Why am I following him?' Even though Tord was thinking this, he continued walking with Matt.

Soon, Matt stopped at a gas station. Tord pulled his hood down more when he saw Tom sitting outside, holding a bottle of Smirnoff. Luckily, Tom seemed to be too drunk to recognize Tord. "Matt... who the- who the fuck is-is t-that?" "He's my new friend! He's just staying with me for a bit." Tom stood up, a bit wobbly. 'Thank god. He's drunk off his ass. Wait... Matt can drive?'

"Tom! How much did you drink?" "Not much, w-why?" "How are we supposed to get home?!" "You drive or what-whatever." Matt looked at Tord, a little nervous. "Is there any possible way that... you can drive?" Tord nodded and looked around for their car. "Oh, good! We used Edd's car, that one over there." Matt pointed, but Tord already knew.

"Alright, get Tom and we can get going." Matt's usual smile came onto his face and he went over to get home. "Tom, where's the keys?" Matt asked, side-hugging Tom to keep him stable. Tom dug into his hoodie pocket and gave Matt the keys. "Here, catch!" Matt tossed the keys to Tord, who caught it with his good arm. "One-handed! Are you a baseball player or something?" Tord chuckled and grinned for what felt like the first time in... a year? 'Time flies.'

"No, but thanks for the compliment." Matt giggled and started walking to the car. Tord used the keys to unlock it and get it going while Matt helped Tom into the car. Matt got into the passenger's seat next to Tord and hummed a random tune as Tord started driving. "Where are we headed?" "Oh, right. We're going to..." Matt stated the apartment complex and Tord used the fastest route to get there.

"So... how've you been?" Tord had many answers to that question, but he chose the happiest response. "I'm fine. A bit hurt, but fine." Matt glanced at him. "We should get your bandages changed when we get to my place." Tord tensed up and went silent. 'Would he notice who I was if he saw me without the bandages? Man... I've really fucked up this time.'