Love Is Found In Weird Ways (Tomxmatt Story)

the start of it all.

It was a fairly normal day, Tom was hung over, Edd was in his room, drawing for commissions and customers, tord was probably in his room getting frisky with a pillow of some description, but Matt wasn't himself, he was just slowly falling out of his usual character, losing his charm.

He was sat on the couch, without a mirror, or some way to look at himself , he had been like this for a week or so now, no one had seen him eat, or even go near the kitchen, but they didn't think much of it, in fact they all thought someone else had seen him go in. It was getting to one of them more than the others, a rather short, eyeless drunk, the grumpy blue hooded one, it hurt him to see a person he considered a close friend and at this point crying to a stuffed bear, just wasn't helping anymore.

Tom sat by Matt, a glass of cold water in his hand and just watched Matt who seemed zoned out, so Tom just blandly stared... was it obvious, yes. Tom was sat, his head completely turned to the tall ginger, and his voids aimed at Matt's face, just staring into it. Tom liked Matt's freckles, his smile, his confidants, his voice, and just Matt's personality as well, it was all comforting to him to some degree.

(Woah, all that was 222 words-)

It wasn't long before Matt felt watched, it was never the best feeling, he hated the attention of others, no not at the time. He looked to his side to see. "Tim- what are you doing?" He got the name wrong on purpose, but it didn't seem like it.

Tom flinched when being caught.. staring at him, it wasn't what he intended to happen. He looked down, he wanted to bring up his worry his concern over the other, but when he went to speak it was just.. just rambling, of the difficult to understand type, a few parts went something like this. "Matt, I just.. I worry over.. you?.. and the mirror that isn't there in your hand.. or the photos that you don't have with you.. your not even trying to impress yourself in the mirror any more-- it that- can I just help you sorta?.." Tom was a little confused by what he had just said himself, but Matt seemed to understand it all.

"Tom- speak up.. I don't understand what you're saying, or what your on about, I'm fine." The ginger lifted his chin softly it took Tom by surprise. "Please look at me, I'm okay." .. Matt was an awful liar. He smiled at him, to try and confront Tom.

Tom just sighed. "Matt, I'm worried about you.. have you had food recently or tried eating?.." He looked at him as he spoke, watching the smile fade on Matt's face.