The Boy In Blue - (TordTom) NSFW

Iced - 5

This page was written last year and it didn't age well lmao

-TORD'S POV- 

Tom's trying to prove a point but he's doing the opposite, if I try to tell him that he looks cute or weary while playing these games he'll get upset, but he might be angry if I let him let me post this anyway. If I'm lucky he'll just warm up to the comments. "Let's play a different game." He folded his arms with a red face. I glanced up at the camera for a moment before looking back at him.

"Why don't we just play Minecraft or something?" I suggested, hoping he'd take the useful bait. "I'm not playing a kiddy-game!" He hissed back quickly, I just wanted him to calm down for five seconds. "Why don't we go to the living room again and record there and eat some ice cream and just talk for a video?" I questioned out loud, it was a simple idea but people would watch anything with Tom in it.

"Fine." He scoffed and brought his things back to his room. I chuckled and turned everything off, then changed out of my hoodie into a comfortable T-Shirt and made my way to the couch next to Tom. I swung my hoodie onto the back of the couch then I set my tripod down in front of us with the camera on top to start recording. "Wait what about the ice cream?" Tom stammered, his excitement fading for no more than a moment. "Oh okay one minute." I got back up and went into the kitchen.

A small and simple plan then subtly kicked into action as Tom didn't know the camera was recording. "Stupid..." Tom muttered quietly and glanced back at my jacket, just staring at it for a moment before setting his hand down on it gently with a small sad smile. The second I turned around he stopped and I made my way back with two bowls and spoons for us each. His eyes lit back up and he actually thanked me for the sweet treat.

"So Tom, tell me a bit about yourself." I chuckled a bit and relaxed as he did too. "I'm really not that interesting, I'd rather know more about the strange YouTuber from Norway that I live with." He gave me an inquisitive glare. "A lot of Scandinavians move to the UK and sometimes US, there's really no story behind it." I glanced away. "Well my own story isn't any more interesting." He insisted and kept eating the cold treat.

"Well how about we both answer questions... like, who was your first crush?" I snickered like a teenager would. Tom thought sincerely then just shook his head. "I guess I've never had a crush." He sighed heavily and kept thinking. I answered instead, "Well mine was this kid back in highschool, they were really adorable. Pretty much the closest thing to an anime girl possible." Tom just scoffed at that.

"So she was pretty?" He asked, a bit curious. "Oh no it wasn't a girl!" I quickly corrected him and laughed a bit. "So it was a dude who looked like an anime character?" Tom stammered with disgust aching through his voice. "I don't remember to be honest, he was just really sweet." I concluded and put my bowl on the coffee table. Everyone in the house knew I was gay since I told them, I think they were surprised because I look like the type of guy who'd get a hot girl and fuck her all night. Not the type to settle with another guy.

I think that when you say you're gay everyone just assumes you're submissive, but people know I'm not. So it confuses them, which is probably why Tom always acts so strange around me, he just can't figure me out. "So now I get to ask, are you a virgin?" Tom laughed and shoved his mouth full with ice cream. I just laughed in return. "No."

Tom rolled his eyes, or at least I think. "How many people have you dated?" Tom asked yet another one. "Two, but that doesn't mean I haven't fucked more." I shrugged it off casually. "You're a slut... a prostitute!" He snarled at me defensively for some reason. "Whoa no! I'm the one on top- fuck I'm so demonetized." I just covered my face and regained my composure.