TomTord oneshots

curing the shivers

NSFW, credit to Cleorine17 for the idea!!! they don't do too much smut, but i like their one shots!!

also wattpad is a bitch and shit website and it refuses to let me tag them, please check them out anyway

so much of this is just exposition, i kept forgetting the main plot point and the fact that they should be flirting, i'm sorry i got carried away

also sorry if y'all saw this notif twice, my wattpad is being a bitch

"Edd! Are we almost there?"

Matt's voice woke Tom from his bumpy, rather restless sleep. His eyes just barely opened, lips pulling into a sneer. He rolled his head to the side so it no longer pressed against the frosted window, his eyes catching Tord.

The man seemed rather entranced with whatever he held in his hands. Tom's blurry eyes couldn't focus enough to tell the book name, but it seemed to be some sort of manga. He had stupid red headphones over his head, smushing his stupid horns. Tom couldn't help but smile at the sight, ignoring the way Tord's focused eyes made him feel.

He glanced up front and realized he missed the conversation--or, at least, Edd's answer. He turned back to the car window, watching the snow fall onto the asphalt road. He shoved his hands into his sweatshirt pocket, anticipating the cold already. He hated the cold. He didn't need winter to remind him of that; no matter how warm the air, he'd bury himself in a mound of blankets.

Fuck the cold.

The rest of his roommates, however, did not think the same as him. They loved the cold and the snow; Tom used to watch the three of them build snowmen and have snowball fight. Sometimes, he joined them, but not every day. He couldn't handle the cold seeping into his bones. He never told them that, of course. He liked it when they asked him to come out, even if he usually said no. He liked to be included.

Now, his roommates' love for the snow had pulled them to The Cotswold. He didn't know much about the area, but he knew Edd managed to snag a vacation house. That's where they were headed, anyway.

"...Do you think there's enough room for all my bath products?" Matt asked suddenly, glancing over at Edd. Tom perked his eyebrow, ready for Edd to sigh in annoyance or something.

Instead, Edd gave Matt a smile. "Of course it will! And the bedrooms even have a connected bathroom with tubs with jets." Tom tilted his head. How fucking big did the house have to be for that?

"Awesome!" Matt cheered, clapping his hands together, making Tom jump. "I'll get to use my bubbles." He turned to the back seat, waving to get Tom and Tord's attention. Obediently, Tom looked at him and Tord used one hand to pull of his headphones. "You guys can use my bubbles or bath bombs anytime you want! I brought extra for everyone." He glanced at Edd. "That goes for you, too."

Tom nodded, holding back a smile. He found Matt's offer kind, though he didn't take baths much. He might, though, just because Matt offered.

Tord, on the other hand, scoffed. "Thanks, but no thanks."

"Prick," Tom mumbled under his breath, earning an elbow to his side.

Tom meant it.

"Hey, no fighting." Edd glared at them from the rear view mirror. "We have five minutes," he said as he made a left turn. "We're on the road."

With a huff, Tom leaned forward. "Thank God. We've been in the car for way too long."

Tord glanced at him, lips perking into an irritatingly sexy smirk. "You've been sleeping through most of it."