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How Jon Flirts - TordJon

3rd Person POV:

Jon snuck into Tord's room, smirking. He shut the bedroom's door and saw Tord, who was fast asleep in his bed. Jon started running before leaping onto Tord, making the Norwegian grunt.

"Tordski~!" Jon said, obviously as cheerful as always. Tord yawned and smiled when he heard Jon's voice, opening one of his eyes. His other eye shot open and he squeaked, sitting up. Jon fell onto his back, still on the bed. He sat up and smirked like the little demon he was. Tord's face reddened as he checked Jon out.

"I'm like you now! Do you like it?" Jon asked, pointing at the brown bandage on his cheek. He seemed to have attempted to make horns out of his hair, but they ended up being pretty small. He was wearing one of Tord's hoodies, making Tord cock a brow.

"...Did you s-steal my sweater?" "For effect, yeah!" Tord's face turned a bit more red, now spreading to the tips of his ears. "It's great, J-Jon. Though, it's a bit weird that you... snuck into my room..." Tord glanced over at his nightstand, seeing his digital clock. "...At 3 in the morning."

"It took a ton of planning! I had to come in here after you fell asleep to turn the lights on, get these things on, and to prepare to wake you up." Jon explained, listing them off of his fingers. Tord chuckled and rolled his grey orbs. "Jon, you're a strange one. But... you'll always be my..." Jon smiled brightly, hoping that Tord felt the same as he did. "...Best buddy." Tord finished, smiling back. Jon's face twitched, but he still kept his composure.

"That's awesome! You'll always be my best buddy too!" Jon replied, secretly dying inside. Tord sighed contentedly and leaned over to hug Jon, pulling the boy into his lap. Jon became red-faced and Tord's blush slowly started to fade away.

"I don't think I can go back to sleep now. Wanna hangout?" Tord inquired, letting Jon go. Jon didn't move from Tord's lap, making the taller male's blush return. "That sounds fun!" Jon noticed that Tord was blushing, and he realized that he was still sitting in Tord's lap. "A-ah, sorry." He stammered, scooting over. "It's f-fine. So... how's Mark and Eduardo?" "They've been doing good! Mark's really happy about my friendship with you. Eduardo... he's happy, he just won't admit it. I read his diary once." Jon rambled, Tord listening.

"Huh. Why does Eduardo hide his true feelings like that?" Tord queried. Jon thought about it for a moment, a bit unsure. "I... I guess that's just him. He doesn't like complimenting people. Not in front of them, at least. He wrote about a lot of 'hot chicks' in his diary. I bet he either said something odd to them, or he just passed by like they didn't exist." Jon responded.

The two gossiped about their friends and acquaintances for a while longer, but Jon soon got bored of it. He wanted to drop more hints about his inner feelings for Tord.

"U-uhm... do you want some water?" Jon questioned. Tord shrugged his shoulders. "Sure." Jon laid on his side, a hand supporting his head and a hand holding his hip. "Th-then, drink me up! I'm a t-tall... glass... of water..." Tord's entire body was on fire from that one. It was the dumbest thing he'd ever heard, but it still managed to turn him on. He pushed his feelings down, deciding that he shouldn't feel that way about his best friend.

'Jon's too innocent for me... right? Why is he acting so dirty all of a sudden-' "Y-yeah, I'll go get you some water." Jon hopped off of the bed and scurried off, heading to the kitchen. He got a plastic cup and filled it with water, going back to Tord's room afterward. When he entered, Tord was hugging a pillow. Jon handed Tord the water and sat on the bed across from him.

They were silent for a long time, just looking around and sometimes accidentally making eye-to-eye contact. Tord was the one to break the silence. "Jon... I... I think I h-have something to say." Jon felt butterflies in his stomach. 'Did I go too far? Does he hate me now? Can he give me another chance?'

"Tord... I'm so sorry..." Tord sent him a confused look. "I was just messing around with you... b-but... for a reason." Jon hesitated to continue, and Tord was watching. "T-Tordski... I uhm- I... uh..." Jon seemed to have a bit of trouble with putting his words together. "I've... sprained my ankle!" Jon finally said. "...Wait, what?" Tord said. "...I sprained it when-when I fell for you!" Jon finished.

Tord and Jon blushed, both of them chuckling at the confession. Their chuckles soon turned into loud laughter, and they embraced each other.

"Guys, shut the fuck up!" Tom yelled, punching the wall. "Oh shit, sorry, bitch." Tord shouted as a reply, making Jon giggle. Tord looked at Jon and smirked devilishly.

"Next time, try wearing my hentai hoodie. A-and... I like you too. Like, y'know, like-like." Jon hugged Tord tightly, hiding his face on Tord's shoulder. "...I was scared." "About that?" "...Yeah. I didn't want to lose our friendship by confessing. Also, I wanted to make it... special? But... I kinda got nervous and... it didn't go as I planned..." Tord laughed, causing Jon to loosen the hug and look up at him.

"Jonnie, you did fine. The water one strangely won me over, too." Jon laughed at that. "Why?" "I-I'm not used to... when you act d-dirty, alright? It's sexy, trust me." They both blushed.

"Yeah, sure. I think I'm gonna go take a nap." Jon said, yawning. "Me too. I'm..." Tord paused to yawn. "...Pretty tired. Have a nice night, and I'll most likely break into your house later." Tord continued. "Just like you used to. You always scared Mark when you did that." "I'll make sure to scare him badly this time! Eduardo too! He's too much of an ass to you sometimes-" "Tord, fall asleep-"