TomTord/TordTom OneShots

1. Yandere Tord x Tom

(Art obviously ain't mine)
Dom: Tord
Sub: Tom
Disgraceful-
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Tord glared at Alexander and Tom from a dark alleyway. Tord had feared of this happening. Tom has had a crush on Alexander since middle school, and sadly for Tord, Alex accepted his feelings. I mean, who wouldn't. Toms one of the top 10 hottest boys in school. Number 3. (Yeah, I said top 10)

Tom squinted his eyes and rubbed the back of his neck as he looked around. "What's wrong?" Alexander quickly asked. Tom smiled kindly, "Nothing. I just have this weird feeling that someone's... watching me."

Alexander hummed and looked around with Tom. He turned to the alleyway Tord had been, his brown eyes widening in fear when he saw a glimpse of red retreat back into the alleyway.

"U-uh, lets get going. It's probably some weird cat." Alexander commented, forcing himself to look away from the alleyway and gently pushed Tom forward. "You might be right." Tom agreed, smiling brightly.

Tomorrow morning was the saddest day for everyone. Well, not everyone. Like a few other people that have dated Tom, Alexander had "mysteriously" died after his date with Tom. There was a brief mentioning of Alexander sudden death over the loud speaker, which Tom had excused himself to the bathroom for.

Everyone in class held their heads down sorrowfully whilst Tord gently tapped the tip of his pencil, a small smirk resting on his features. Once everything was over and class resumed, Tord got up from his seat and excused himself to the bathroom as well.

When he entered the males restroom, the sounds of quiet sobbing coming from on of the stalls made Tord sad and filled him with anger. Thus, he pushed his feelings aside and put on a side face before knocking on the stall door. The sobs came to a stop and shuffling was heard before the door opened.

Clear tear stains were shown on Toms pale, rosy cheeks and... maybe even some snot had been near his nose. Tord tilted his head and smiled 'sadly', "I heard that Alexander was your boyfriend. I wanted to express my condolences."

Tom sniffled and smiled. "Thank you. I appreciate that." the boy in blue slipped past Tord and made his way to the sink. He let cold water run and splashed some on his face while Tord readied his next words.

"So, I was wondering if we could hang out after school. You know, so I can make sure you're alright."

'Too possessive Tord. That was too possessive'

Tom wipes his face with a towel and raised a brow. "I'm sorry, but I'm busy after school. Alexander's mom invited me to help with the funeral plans."
Tord gritted his teeth and forced a smiled, "Of course. I'll see you later."

With that he walked out the restroom, immediately turning to kick the wall. Poor wall. Instead of sulking like a loser, Tord decided to plan his next steps. He pulled out his phone and went to text Matt. Instead of watching people get with Tom and then die, Tord wanted to kill them before they even had the chance to confess.

Wouldn't want little Tommie bear being sad for no goddamn reason.

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Months passed and sooner or later, everyone had forgotten about Alexander's death. Even Tom.

Tord was sitting at the table with Matt, watching Tom convers with people who sat next to him everyday from afar. Matt looked hot from his computer and stared at Tord annoyed, "Jeez, could you be anymore Killing and Stalking."

Tord snapped out of his trance and glared at Matt, "Says you. Do you have the next victim or what?"
Matt snorted and shook his head vigorously. "Victim my ass. You're going to be careful about this next one, you understand me? Or I'll have to hurt Tom myself."