💞TordJon Oneshots/Roleplay💞

Brawling - Hanahaki! Tord X Hanahaki! Jon

Requested by: akiraproduktions

They also made the fan art for this oneshot, so follow them! They drew a ton of TordJon stuffs and they're really cool X3

You can find the art in their book, 'some drawing of mine'.

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3rd Person POV:

The two Cola lovers were at it again, arguing at the fence. Tord came out of the house to see what was going on, and he spotted a male that looked a bit like Tom on the sidelines. He seemed to attempt to join the conversation, but he would always get shot down by either Eduardo or Edd. Usually, it was Eduardo. Tord just kinda stayed by the side too, unsure if he should join the fight or not. He shrugged, deciding to let them do their thing.

He looked over at the boy in blue, who was now just silently watching. He found a liking for the boy, so he went up to the fence. The boy averted his gaze from the Cola-addicts, spotting the Scandinavian. "Hey." Tord greeted, staying a fair distance from Eduardo and Edd. The boy's cheeks turned a bit pink, and he went to the fence to chat with Tord.

"H-hello..." The two went silent, making it awkward. "Well- uhm- what's your name?" Tord asked. The boy in blue smiled a bit, making Tord blush. "I'm Jon! What's yours?" "My name's Tord. It's nice to meet you." Tord stuck his hand out toward Jon, who hesitantly reached up and shook it. After shaking each other's hands for a bit too long, they released each other. "So, our friends don't seem to like each other." Jon sighed and shook his head.

"It's really upsetting. You guys seem like nice peo-"

Jon was interrupted by Eduardo, who was beyond furious. "Are you seriously talking to him?! He's friends with this idiot-" "Excuse me?! I think that he can do whatever he wants to do!" Edd countered. Eduardo scowled at Edd and grabbed Jon's arm. "O-ow! You're hurting me-" "Well, we're going inside! Have fun acting stupid and having nothing to do!"

Eduardo dragged the shorter male inside their house, and Mark shrugged and followed them. Tord felt bad for the boy, and he started to get a stomach ache. He felt like he was going to throw up, so he ran into Edd's, Tom's, Matt's, and his shared home.

He went into the bathroom and opened the toilet, puking... flowers and blood? The flowers were light blue, and he wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean. While continuing to hurl, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

"Tord? Are you alright in there? You ran inside pretty fast..." Edd spoke, worried for his friend. Luckily, Tord had stopped puking. "I-I'm doing just... fine!" "Are you-" "Yeah, I'm doing great!" "...Okay...?" Tord flushed the strange vomit, then closed the toilet. He went to the bathroom sink and washed his face. 'What the hell just happened? Ugh... my chest hurts...'

After he finished up, he left the bathroom and went straight to his room. Whenever he thought of Jon, his chest and stomach started hurting.

Meanwhile, Jon was having the same problem. He was just in his room when he thought of Tord, and how nice Tord was to him. He knew that they could never truly become friends because of Eduardo and Edd's rivalry. He suddenly felt odd, so he went to the wall to support himself as he stood. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes as he started vomiting, but it wasn't what he expected.

His tears started to fall as he puked red flowers and blood, which made a small pile on the floor. He was frightened, and he didn't know what to do. 'Should I tell Mark or Eduardo, or maybe Todd? No, Todd and Eduardo wouldn't understand... well... Mark might.' Jon thought to himself after finishing.

He left his room and went to the bathroom, getting cleaned up before going into the living-room. Mark was sitting on the couch, reading a rather large book. "M-Mark..." Jon stuttered, afraid to tell him about his recent troubles. Mark looked up from his book and cocked a brow. "What's up, Jon?"

Jon thought of Tord and he put a hand to his stomach, leaning on the nearest wall. Mark noticed that Jon wasn't looking so well, so he set his book down and went over to him. "Mark... I don't understand..." Jon whimpered, feeling like he was going to puke again. Mark wrapped an arm around the shorter male, supporting him. "Jon, are you okay?"

Mark's question was answered when Jon coughed and a red flower fell from his mouth. Then, Jon bent over and started puking onto the floor. Again, the vomit was made up of red flowers and blood. "Holy shit." Mark cursed, patting Jon's back.

Back in Tord's room, Tord was trying to keep himself from thinking of Jon. It was hard, but he could manage. Alright, that was a bit of a lie. Tord decided to keep it from his friends, knowing that they wouldn't understand. Especially Tom, who he assumed would make fun of him for it.

He wrapped his arms around his stomach and sighed, a saddened expression on his face. What could he possibly do to get rid of it? Well, he just decided to look it up. He found out about it, and it turned out to be a legitimate disease (it's not irl, I think). '...I have to confess to get rid of it?! There is no way that I'm doing that. He wouldn't return the feelings anyway...' Tord kept researching, soon finding another cure.

'Get surgery and never feel love again?' He felt cornered. He didn't want to lose the feelings for Jon, and he wasn't sure why. He just... held onto them. It felt wrong to do that to himself. Still, it seemed like the only option. Otherwise, he could and would die. He wasn't ready to die... not yet.

- Time Skip -

It had been a day since the argument at the fence. Eduardo and Mark had become concerned for Jon, who was still puking blood and red flowers. Jon told them everything, and they all went to the hospital the day before. Jon's disease was the 'Hanahaki Disease', which could be fatal. Eduardo really didn't want to allow Jon to see Tord, but he didn't have a choice. He didn't want the guilt of knowing that Jon died because he was petty. Plus, Mark and Todd would hate him forever. Hell, Tord would hate him too. Tord might already hate him, but now he'd have more of a reason for it.

Eduardo gave in, letting Jon leave the house. Jon went to the neighbors' house and knocked, the door opening almost instantly. "Hello- Jon?! Why are you here?" Edd said, frowning a bit from confusion. "I-I'd like to talk to Tord... it's important." Jon stammered, extremely nervous. He'd have to do this, or he'd die. Or... he'd never feel love again.

Edd didn't know what to say, so he didn't reply. He stepped aside, letting Jon enter. "Thank you..." Jon told him, coming inside. Edd closed the door, and was too lazy to lock it. "Tord's room is down the hall over there. It's that one, do you see it?" Edd instructed, pointing at Tord's room. "I see it. Thank you... again..." Edd nodded and watched the boy curiously as Jon walked to Tord's room.

Jon stared at the door for a moment, feeling a sharp pain in his chest. He knocked on the door, hearing shuffling from inside. Soon enough, Tord opened the door. "J-Jon?! I mean- oh, heya Jon." Tord was acting weird, and Jon wondered if he had the same problem. "Can I come in?" Jon asked. Tord sweat-dropped. "Uh- sure." He opened the door a bit more, and Jon entered his room.

Jon scanned the room, going over to Tord's bed. He sat down as Tord shut the room's door. "So... how're you doing?" Tord queried, a small smile on his face. Jon shrugged his shoulders. "Fine, I guess. How about you?" Tord came over to Jon, sitting next to him. "Pretty good." They both went silent, making it just as awkward as they did at the fence. Tord's face reddened as he thought back to that fateful day.

"Tord... I've been... meaning to tell you something..." Jon spoke up, looking over at Tord. "O-oh! Well... me too..." Tord replied, rubbing the back of his neck as a nervous habit. "Really? Well, you can go first." "No, no, I don't mind waiting." "Oh... okay. Well... Tord... I... I feel something odd when I th-think of you. I- oh, this is so hard..." Tord stayed silent, watching the flustered male.

"T-Tord... I think I like you... y'know... in a weird way..." Jon shut his mouth, too scared to speak. Tord was stunned, and he felt the pain in his stomach and chest fade away. "I... like you too." Jon's pain went away as well. The two males went silent, just staring at each other. They both were overwhelmed with relief and happiness. Now, neither of them had to feel pain. They healed each other.