Summary:
Someone ends up being possessive and Tord gives in.
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Tom was worried sick.
Something was definitely wrong since Tord suddenly lost consciousness while they were on Lover's cliff. Which was why, the eyeless Brit was forced to run back to their home while he carried the devil horned male in a bridal carry and cursed all the luck that he had for even suggesting to hike with the possibly injured Norwegian.
Fuck.
Why did I have to drag him here now? Why couldn't I have waited longer?
It was obvious that there was something wrong with him. After all, he'd been limping even before our whole adventure started today.
Aside from those things, a few other thoughts came into his mind. Nonetheless, as the view of their home got closer, Tom was willing to cease his worrisome thinking and instead focus on the fact that Tord needed some help.
Tord needed treatment as soon as possible.
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Somehow, Tord felt so sticky and sore.
Last that he remembered was that he was on Lover's cliff with Tom and he suddenly had an epiphany or understanding of sorts that he indeed loves the annoying eyeless man. Which was why, he may have had a slight panic attack of sorts for the sudden discovery and ended up forgetting how to breathe.
That being the case, what Tord couldn't understand was why Edd, Matt and Tom were looking at him as if he was some kind of weird specimen. Like, Edd and Matt appeared like they were concerned and intrigued about him. Meanwhile, Tom had this closed off expression on his face that was supposed to not show anything. But, for Tord who had lived long enough with two versions of the eyeless Brit, he knew that Tom was really furious for some reason and was trying his best to contain his anger.
"Umm...Guys? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Care to explain to us why are you covered in bruises, bite marks and the traces of someone's seed?" Tom said in an all too accusing tone which had Tord blinking owlishly.
"What!?"
"We kind of checked your body when you were unconscious, Tord," Matt awkwardly explained as he rubbed the back of his head and looked away from the silvernette's questioning eyes.
"We saw everything that was underneath your clothes and...Those marks were hardly anything pretty," Edd added in as he seemed to be staring at the Norwegian's torso with such intensity.
"I—Umm...Look, whatever it is you're thinking, I wasn't raped or anything," Tord corrected as he tried sitting up and realized that he was actually naked as the day he was born.
Closing his green gem-like eyes as a means to tamper down his own surprise and embarrassment, the devil horned male took a deep breath to center himself and asked as he opened his eyes, "Why am I naked?"
"We needed to check whether you had injuries on you, Commie. That said, it was to our surprise to find you all messed up like this," Tom pointed out scathingly before closing in and taking hold of Tord's wrist which had a few littered hickies on it.
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