I'll never say

Flash backs

2 1/2 month before day 1

It was a normal day for the trio. Nightmares and memories about 'that day' weren't as frequent and they could actually have a calm day. Edd and Tom were sitting on Edd's couch, watching some dumb Disney movie. After looking down at his empty flask Tom decided to get up to grab stone more alcohol. "Hey, can you get me some cola?" Edd called over his shoulder.

"And why would I do that?" Tom asked.

"Because you're up and a good boyfriend." 

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Tom rolled his eyes. He went back to rummaging through the fridge. Suddenly matt burst in.

"Hey, guys!" Matt grinned, plopping down next to edd and pecking him on the cheek. Pink dusted the brunette's cheeks.

"Hi, matt." Edd said with a giggle. Matt giggled and kissed him again. Tom scoffed as he walked up and dropped a can of cola onto the couch.

"Lovey-dovey saps," Tom said. Edd and Matt looked at each other with an evil grin before grabbing toms sleeve and pulling him down. He crashed into their laps."Hey!" 

"We shale smother you in our love," edd said. He tickled tom ruthlessly while matt peppered him with kisses. Tom couldn't help but laugh, face a pretty red. 

"Stop it!" Tom giggled breathlessly. 

"Fine fine" edd said, allowing tom to sit up. He panted, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"I hate you guys" he pouted as he was once again held in their arms.

"You love us and you know it," Matt smirked, kissing his cheek. They once again focused on the movie. Edd closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of having his boyfriends near him. It wasn't every day they had downtime like this. Between getting settled in and getting new jobs to pay for the bills it always seemed like their schedules were never aligned. Edd was startled back into reality when there was a knock at his door.

"Not it!" Tom shouted immediately. Matt followed with his own.

"Not it."

"You guys suck" edd groaned, dragging himself up. He walked over to the front door and pulled it open. Standing there were two men. One was tall with long brown hair pulled into a ponytail and strange bangs. His golden eyes matched his hoodie. Next to him was a shorter man with short brown hair and thick eyebrows. His hoodie was pink and he had silver eyes that reminded him too much of tord.   "Hello?"

"Hello! We just wanted to know if you happen to know anyone by the name of Tord?" The man with the big eyebrows asked. He briefly flashed a photo of him, pale skin and brown hair spiked up into two hair horns.

"Yes." Edd breathed. "Why?" The two men shared a worried look.

"He's recently gone missing. We were hoping you've seen him as of late." The one with the strange fringe sighed sadly.  "But I can already tell you haven't." He looked deeply depressed by this and edd kind of felt bad. The short one gently grabbed his hand.

"We're sorry to interrupt. Please pretend we weren't here." The two of them turned and began to leave. A thousand questions ran through his head and edd knew he needed to pick one before the two left for good.

"Wait!" Edd stammered. They stopped and turned to him. Now he was on the spot. "Can I have your numbers? In case I see him?" 

"Of course!" The man in yellow said, actually smiling. He gave edd his phone to put his number in. His gold eyes were filled with hope and edd felt good knowing he did that."I'm Patryck by the way"

"And I'm Paul" the other man chimed in.

"I'm edd. I hope you find him" edd forced a smile. They returned it before leaving. Edd sighed and closed the door.

"Who was that?" Tom asked as edd returned.

"Don't worry about it. Let's just finish the movie" edd sighed, snuggling into Matt's side.

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1 months before day 1.

Paul entered his bunker after a long day of battle planning and training. His body felt sore. He felt slightly disturbed and worried when he saw Patryck sitting, staring blankly at a wall. Paul took his overcoat off and hung it over a hanger before carefully sitting down next to him.

"Patryck…?" Paul mumbled in concern.

"It's been two months," Patryck said blankly. He didn't meet his eye, hardly even seem to notice him.

"I know…" Paul looked down. He didn't want to think about it, he was trying hard to do his best.

"I, I.." Patryck suddenly broke down. Paul flinched, immediately wrapping his arms around his husband.

"Pat! Patryck dear what's wrong?" Paul gasped. Patryck gripped his sweater so tightly his knuckles turned white.

"I'm scared" he croaked. "I so so scared. I know I've been all tough all this time but,  but I so scared. I'm scared we'll never see him again, or when we find him it'll be too late!" Patrick began to hyperventilate. His shoulders shook uncontrollably.

"Pat! Patryck, I need you to look at me!" Paul said softly. "I know it's scary, it's been a while and we still don't have anything. But I need you to breathe alright?" Golden eye peered up at him.

"But- but-!"

"Hey, hey it's okay. You can cry, I know you need to but you need to breathe." Paul soothed. He whipped away a tear, only for it to be quickly replaced. Paul kissed him quickly before cradling him to his chest.

"I love you" he sobbed. "I love you so much. I just want us to be a happy family again." 

"We'll be happy again, I promise." Paul sighed. He didn't know, he honestly didn't know. All he wanted was for this be some twisted dream. 

"What if he's dead?" Patryck wined.

"He's not. Tord is strong, he won't go down without a fight." Paul muttered as tears blurred his vision.

"I'm sorry…" he croaked.

"Don't be sorry." Paul sighed. Patryck continued to sob, and Paul let him. Maybe this would help him, help both of them.