(Monster!) Tom x Matt Eddsworld

Pain

Tom laid back on his bed, feeling light headed. He felt so dizzy, it wouldn't stop. It took him a moment to figure out what was happening. The monster inside me. It's growing stronger. He closed his eyes, hoping to make the pain at least hurt less, it only got worse. Matt knocked on the door. "Tom, are you ok?" Matt asked. Tom groaned. Matt walked in, seeing Tom in pain, was one of Matt's worst fears. He came closer to him, and put a hand on Tom's forehead, it was cold. Matt was very confused. Tom glared at Matt. "Do you know what knocking is?" Tom asked coldly. He immediately regretted it. Shit, that's my crush. Matt didn't seem to mind the cold statement, he only minded Tom's health at the moment. Matt pressed his lips against Tom's forehead. Tom blushed madly. Matt let go. "Still cold." He said. "W-what?" Tom asked. Matt sighed. "Tom, I wasn't doing that in a gay way. My mom used to do that everytime I felt sick. A better method of make shift thermometer. When she checked, she was always right whether I was sick or not." Matt explained. Tom was a bit disappointed. Dammit. "Oh..." Matt was silent a bit. "Do you feel cold? Or is it a fever? No...that can't be right." Matt asked himself. "It's ok, Matt. I'm fine. I'll take care of it." Tom said. Obviously, he was lying. The pain was unbearable. He wanted to tell Matt, but he was affraid of losing a chance to win his heart. Matt got concerned. "Are you sure? You seem to be in a lot of pain." Matt said softly. Matt went to touch Tom's head, but he immediately smacked his hand away. "I SAID I'M FINE!" Tom screamed at Matt. He stood there...silent. Tears were emerged in his eyes, forcing to come out. Matt blinked. They rolled freely down his face. Tom's face turned from cold and full of hatred, to guilt and saddness. "Matt..." Tom said concerned, trying to grab his hand. Matt yanked back, coldly, tears still running down. He walked to the door. Matt opened it, but spoke. "I was only trying to help." Matt said coldly. He slammed the door. The monster is taking control of me! SHIT! Matt will never love me...never. When Tom thought those statements...he started crying. Mostly from the pain, but he was still hurt mentally. "Matt...I'm so sorry." Tom cried quietly. "I wish I could tell you, without making you freaking out." Tears slipped down his purple freckled cheeks. His hands were now claws. Horns appeared on his head, and a long purple tail slipped out of the blanket, exposing itself to the cold air. He groaned in pain. He could only transform halfway into monster, but he still knew he was hideous. Tom could never win Matt's heart, especially looking like the monster that almost killed Edd. Tom cried more. Now it was mostly from the pain in his heart. Negative thoughts of Matt hurt him more. Matt would never hurt anyone's feelings, but when he did he never ment to. There was a knock. "Yes?" Tom called out. "It's me." Edd said. "Can I come in? I need to talk to you." Edd explained. Tom groaned. When Edd opened the door, the non-human features of the monster immediately disappeared. Edd sat down on the bed. "Why is Matt crying?" Edd asked. Tom's heart sunk. He's crying? Shit! I made him cry?! Tom looked down. "I snapped at him." Tom said. Edd's eyes widened at the sentence. "Why?" Edd asked, mad. Tom covered his face. "I don't know!" Tom cried. Edd was silent. "I didn't mean to hurt Matt's feelings! There's something bothering me! And I'm scared of the consequences!" Tom cried. Edd was curious. Shit, I said too much. "What is it?" Edd asked. "Get out..." Tom growled. Edd obeyed, and walked out. Thank god he didn't stay longer, the monster might've kicked in, and hurt Edd. Thankfully, that didn't happen. If I told him, he would've told Matt, and he would hate me...forever. Tom cried at the thought. "If you find out, please...don't hate me." Tom whimpered. He groaned in pain as the monster traits began appearing again. He cried out loud, and immediately regretted it. The door swung open, to find Matt with worry in his eyes, tear stains on his cheeks. The monster disappeared, and there laid Tom, hurling on the floor. He threw up, Matt ran to his aid. Matt was horrified by the color of his vomit. Purple. "Tom what happened?!" Matt cried. Tom shrugged and whimpered. "Hold on, Tom. I'm going to clean this up." Matt said standing up. Tom felt horrible. I'm sorry I'm so lazy. Tom looked down in shame. Matt came back with a towel, and cleaned it up. "Explain what's wrong, Tom. Please. I wanna know now." Matt said. It was hard to hear, but deep inside you could hear his voice was stern, and very clear. "It's not anything to worry about. There's no cure to it anyway." Tom said. Matt glared. "Apparently there IS something wrong. You vomited an unnatural color. You're shakey. You feel cold. What. Is. Wrong?!" Matt growled. Tom didn't like seeing Matt angry at him, he started weeping. "I can't put it in words! The pain is so unpleasant and unbearable!" Tom wailed. Matt hugged him, and shushed him. Tom sniffed. "Go to sleep, Tom. I highly recommend it." Matt instructed. Tom nodded. He crawled into bed. Matt was about to leave, Tom grabbed his hand. "Stay with me until I fall asleep. Please." Tom asked. Matt sighed with a smile. Matt sat down on the bed, Tom smiled, falling asleep to Matt stroking his light brown, spiky hair, which Tom was blessed the horns weren't there. He had a good dream, but that didn't hide his pain. Matt left the room, smiling at Tom before he shut the door.

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