Lonesome

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{ S i m p l e  }

    " "R-Red L-Leader?!..."."

This was all Tom could make out before stepping back out of disbelief from the gold plated nameplate, his 'eyes' wide.
'Red Leader' had been engraved on the nameplate.
"So this is what he meant by 'parter in crime'...," Tom mumbled.

He adjusted the visor that he had been given not too long ago. The green pixelated lights were now symbolizing his 'eyes'. It did improve his vision by a lot, especially helped him see farther. He had assumed it was to help his accuracy with a gun. Tom decided to look around the new area, while he awaited his partner to come back. All that was in the office, to an outsiders view, was a polished long wooden desk, a window, a bathroom, and a bookshelf that took up more than half of the great walls. Famous and known paintings were hung and kept framed on the walls. The floors being polished hardwood, kept in great condition considering the fact that this was a bloodthirsty leaders office. He had wandered along to the bookshelf and scanned the books. 'How To Take Over The World', 'World War III', and 'Tricks To Run An Army' were only some of the fiction books laid across the many shelves of the bookshelf, with a few anatomy and psychology books laid against the bookshelf. Then, Tord came back, he seemed to have been there silently for a while but Tom just didn't notice, being too focused on the books. The norwegian's gaze focused on the eyeless male.
"Ah I see you're admiring the room, these paintings are the real deal, 'The Mona Lisa', 'The Starry Night', 'The Last Supper' all stolen and kept here. Untouched and only gazed upon." The Leader added with a shit-eating grin across his fine lips.
"How good are you with a gun, Thomas?," Tord asked suddenly, looking towards Tom while leaning against the tall doorframe with his hands in his pockets.
Tom was startled by his presence and turned quickly to face him.
"Oh, pretty well, i dont fucking know?" Tom responded, unknowing how he should answer the direct question.
"How is the visor working for you, darling?" Tord asked again, his accent heavy while saying 'darling'. He had taken a step towards Tom with a smile laced across his lips.
"Actually really well, it helps my vision a lot," Tom once again responded as he was spoken to.
"Well I assume you know what this place is and what my position is towards the soldiers," Tord said, adjusting his uniform he had changed into.
The blue overcoat atop of his notorious beaten red hoodie. Bandages laced his arms that were covered by his sleeves and only showing slightly as his arm was lifted. 'Red Leader' engraved on a little gold plate and sewn finely into his overcoat signaling that he, indeed, was the red leader as he wore it with pride. He prided himself in having such a powerful army but he knew he needed an assistant or second in command. That second in command was indeed Thomas.
"I will have you be my second in command, Thomas..." he smirked and took the males hand, pulling him close and kissing him passionately.
Tom smiled and kissed back.....actually enjoying the males touch. If this were before 'the incident' then he would've pushed the male away and insulted him with many names in the process. Having thought that he'd hate the other forever for being such a dick. The same male who had basically destroyed his and the others' lives, bickering constantly, and who he had hated with a passion in the past. Now he was his bittersweet lover. Reunited after 'The End'. Still being in disbelief after all of it.

The visor's green pixelated eyes then landed upon something his now war-partner held. A folded uniform. A simple outfit, really. An ironed blue button up shirt with a black and white radiation symbol on the sleeve, a black smooth vest with 3 bronze buttons and a gold plate reading 'second in command', a pair of black slacks, and a matching tie.

"Change into this, then I will start training you for your position. Well I will or I can get Pat and Pau to help. I have paperwork I need to tend to." He muttered and remembered, pulling away from the kiss and handing his second in command officer the uniform.
"Yes, sir," Tom chuckled lightly and took the uniform into the leaders bathroom.
He was nervous about this whole thing, of course, but did he want to let the leader know? Of course not.

It was simple, he'd get used to it.

((Hey! I decided to give you all what you wanted! And here is the first chapter! ~Pandora✨❤️))