Paint The World Red With Me (An Eddsworld Tord x Reader)

Chapter 4: Midnight Thunders

So this chapter is a bit of a fluffy filler, as well as development to the character's relationship with the boys. But worry not, action comes soon!

Peace out, Green Doodles ☆

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The sky was a deep, inky indigo color, covered in a sea of dark grey clouds. There wasn't a star in sight. The only light came from flashes of lightning, piercing the dark sky and momentarily revealed the surroundings. Each streak was accompanied by booming thunder that echoed across London. Rain mercilessly pelted the city, stinging those unlucky enough to be caught in it.

I was curled under my soft, heavy duvet, trying to drown out the sounds of the storm. My fingers trembled and my body shivered. A chill settled over my body despite the warm covers. I couldn't stop the anxiety that the thunderstorms brought, so I just tried my best to stay quiet.

A hand on my shoulder causes my to shoot up, pulling the blanket off my body. I was met with a frowning Edd.

"Hey, it's just me."

I shifted, hoping he couldn't see my puffy red cheeks in the dark. Unfortunately the next strike of lightning illuminated the room, and he could see the tears clearly. He gently wiped a few away.

"I heard some sniffling and figured I'd check on you."

"Sorry Edd. I must've woken you up."

He chuckled.

"Nah. Me, Tom, and Matt have been up for hours."

With that, I was lifted off the ground. I was wearing my (F/C) hoodie and black sleeping shorts. There were no protests from me as Edd carried me downstairs.

Tom and Matt were sitting on the couch, the TV playing a show called Doctor Why. They looked up. Tom was wearing a grey shirt that said 'ASDF' and blue plaid pj pants. Matt had on a dark grey shirt with 'I ♡ M@tt', purple shorts, and purple socks. Tom tilted his head a bit.

"What's up with her?"

Edd sat between them, with me still in his arms. Matt pulled the blanket on his lap so that it covered all four of us.

"I think (F/N) is scared of storms. Am I right?"

As if to answer his question, loud thunder shook the ground. I flinched and whimpered, gripping the blanket. Matt cooed and played with my (H/L) hair a bit. Tom sheepishly rubbed my arm a bit. It was comforting in it's own way. But one thing ate at me.

"Where's Tord?"

"Who knows with that Commie."

Edd swatted Tom gently.

"He could be sleeping, gone, or just doing God knows what in his room."

I was a little glad that he wasn't there. My lungs still hurt a little from that afternoon. I could almost feel his black converse digging its way into my stomach.

A yawn stretched from my mouth. The warmth that was radiating from the three was soothing. I moved around so that I was laying across all three, my head in Tom's lap and my feet in Matt's.

The blare of the TV turned to white noise as my eyelids became heavy. Words from the characters blended together into undefinable sounds and the room became darker.

A hand found itself in my messy (H/C) tangles.

"Go ahead and sleep. All three of us will be here when you wake up."

The softness of Tom' voice was all it took to push me off the edge of consciousness and I drifted into a peaceful, dreamless sleep.

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That was really short, but I think it was cute! And don't worry, I don't plan on having any of the boys like you. This was more of a platonic development.