TomTord/TordTom oneshots

Get me out of here

(Future!Tom x Red Leader!Tord)
• Art credit to kaoru_doodles on Instagram •
WARNING: Slight NSFW

The man with caramel hair was roughly thrown into the cell and there could be heard a sound of someone locking the door. He groaned and sat up on the cold ground, looking around the cell. It was quite dark in there so he had a problem to recognize some stuff in there but something - or better said someone - in the corner attracted his attention.

"Hey, who are you?" he asked, trying to establish a conversation. The other one froze in the move but stayed quiet. That made Tord stand up and walk to him. When he was was like one meter from the man in the corner and he saw the spiky hair, the realisation hit him like a train.

"Tom?" he asked surprised.

A heavy sigh left the other's lips as he finally spoke. "What do you want, Tord?"

Tord rose his brows. "Conversate, maybe?" he said with a questioning tone. "I dunno, I'm just locked in some kind of bloody cell with my enemy for I don't know how long and I'm already dying of boredom." He threw his hands up to the air.

That was when Tom finally turned to face Tord. He looked terrible. Huge eye bags, a lot of bruises all over his face and body, black stains under his eyes from crying.

"Leave me alone, Tord. I'm not in a mood to deal with you now," he sighed ready to turn back again when a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"What happened to you?" Tord asked with curiosity but also a worry could be heard in his voice.

Tom laughed weakly. "Torturing, maybe? Why do you even care? Mind your own business."

Tord sighed heavily as he sat next to Tom. "Hey, I know we didn't get along well but I just wanna help you now, so please, at least try to be nice a bit." He looked at him with a worried expression. "What did they even torture you for? It's not like you have some information about the Red army." He looked slightly confused.

A quiet laughter left Tom's lips. "You have no idea how much I do know. And if nothing, I know many useful information about the Rebellion. They tortured me for the base's location."

"And you didn't tell them cause Edd and Matt are still in there, right?" Tord asked, yet already knowing the answer.

Tom quietly nodded. "I wouldn't let them attack the base while I'm not there, they wouldn't be able to defend it just by themselves." He sighed sadly.

Tord nodded in response. "I'll note it in my mind," he said then, looking somewhere in the space.

That was the moment when Tom realised something. His eyes widened. "Damn! Why am I even telling you all of this? You can simply use it to take us down." He wanted to just punch himself several times for his stupidity. The loneliness had a bad influence on him and he just told Tord something he definitely wasn't supposed to know.

Tord chuckled silently as he put his hand onto Tom's shoulder again. "Hey, you were probably alone in here for too long, you have to talk to someone about things that are burdening your mind. I promise, I won't use is against you." He looked straight into his black voids.

"I have no reason to trust you, Tord," the spiky haired man said firmly as he was burning holes into Tord with his eyes, shaking the other's hand off his shoulder.

Tord smiled softly as he started to talk again. "Well, I was just planning to escape out of here and take you with me. But it costs some trust, considering the fact that we'll have to cover each other's back," he said, not breaking the eye contact.