💞TordJon Oneshots/Roleplay💞

🎶Lemon Eyes🎶 - Yandere! Tord X Jon

A song oneshot! Instead of using bold like the other oneshots, I'm gonna use italics. Also, I'm too lazy to spell-check this... so... it might suck.

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3rd Person POV:

Hush now baby, there's no need to cry.

Tord had seen Jon hanging out with someone, probably one of his many friends. Well, used to be many. Until Tord showed up and... fixed the problem. Tord was now following Jon, watching him chat with the stranger. It was dark out, luckily. Last time, it was daytime. Tord felt his gun and dagger in his hoodie pocket, making sure they were there. Jon looked back, so Tord quickly hid behind a tree. He stayed still until he decided that Jon wasn't looking.

Just as he guessed, Jon and his friend were continuing on their stroll. Tord felt angry, and maybe a little betrayed. 'How could he even IMAGINE hanging out with that person instead of me? I'm the only one that truly cares!' Tord thought to himself. Soon, Jon and the stranger stopped walking, standing in front of a house. Tord hid behind something, double-checking to make sure his dagger was in his pocket.

'Maybe I'll just scare him. He didn't seem very interested in Jon.' Tord gripped the dagger and stayed still, waiting. 'I'm the only one that Jon can trust. Why can't Jon recognize that?' That thought made him grit his teeth and put more pressure on the dagger's handle. 'Maybe I should just end this guy's pitiful life. Then, Jon won't ever find out about the 'favors' I've been doing for him. He wouldn't understand.'

Let me wipe away those lemon eyes.

Jon left his friend, heading back home. He could've sworn that he heard something, but he ignored it. He was just happy that he had a great time. He hoped that the future would be just as bright as that day. Maybe, just maybe, he would kerp this friend. After getting home, he greeted Mark, Eduardo, and Todd. Then, he went to his room and yawned. He laid on his bed for a moment, not sure if he wanted to sleep.

He got under his blankets and rested his head on his pillow. He blinked multiple times, trying to keep himself awake. He snoozed for a bit, then awoke. He heard a few creaking noises, making him tug the blankets over his head out of fear. He heard a few more noises, then felt his blankets being moved away from his face. He tried to keep his breathing slow and steady to make it seem like he was asleep. A rough hand caressed his cheek.

"Oh, Jonnie. The things that I do for you." 'Is that Tord?' He still pretended to sleep, and Tord bought the act. Jon opened one of his eyes a small bit, just for a second. Tord's body was covered in a red liquid, and Jon started to doubt himself. '...Red paint? Does Tord paint? Or... no, Tord wouldn't hurt anybody. He's my friend.' Tord moved his hand to Jon's jawline, gazing dreamily at the shorter male.

"I love you. You'd never be able to comprehend just how much I feel for you." Tord kissed Jon's forehead, smirking devilishly. "All of these bad people, trying to take you away from me. From me!" Tord whispered, letting out a quiet chuckle. "You're all mine. All mine. I'll never let you go. Of course, sorry about those losers you hang around with. They were... let's say... in my way. You get it, right?"

Jon wondered how many times this has happened. How many times Tord broke into his house and chatted with his sleeping body. How many times Tord 'watches' him. It was horrifying, and it made Jon shudder. Then, he remembered that Tord was still there. Tord cocked a brow and squinted his eyes at the male, waiting for any other movements. When none came, Tord shrugged and went over to a window within the room.

'So... that's how he gets in. I'd better lock it next time.' Tord opened the window and maneuvered his body out, shutting it after he was out. Jon felt safer now that he was gone. He turned onto his side and drifted off, finally falling asleep.