can't sleep love | tomtord

king • 06

"what if we were aliens?" jon asked as he sat on the kitchen island. scratching his chin in thought of what aliens perspectives were of humans.

tord shrugged as he looked around the kitchen for something. "it wouldn't be so bad to be an alien" while jon and tord were having a conversation the rest of the boys were getting ready to jump in the pool.

good thing matt asked his butlers to get their swimming trunks. although it did feel kind of creepy.

instead of tord and jon joining in they'd rather stay in the kitchen to look for something to eat. even though they had eaten at least eight hours ago. unless they hadn't eaten that much.

jon nodded and continued thinking. "so where's the first planet you would go to if you were an alien" he started to swing his legs on the seat.

tords movements stopped. he looked over at jon who looked confused. obviously tord didn't know how to answer.

his eyes drifted outside where the glass doors slid open to reveal the same pool outside. his friends enjoying the sun outside and having some expensive looking drinks in their hands.

a moment passed by until his silver eyes landed on tom. he tapped his barefoot on the floor, contemplating on what to say. he didn't have to answer of course but he didn't want to leave jon clueless.

with his eyes still on tom splashing water at edd, he answered. "i guess i would want to stay on earth, life isn't so bad here"

tom outside looked around for the beach ball that somehow fell out the swimming pool. instead, he caught tord staring at him mindlessly for a while.

said norwegian averted his gaze quickly and pretended to look for something in the cupboard again. tom laughed as he finally found the beach ball on the grass behind the diving board.

he threw it in the pool but went inside heading to tord and jon who we're slightly panicked. "hey guys, you wanna join us in the pool? matt has floats" tom offered. trying to keep his balance on the floor since he did just come from the swimming pool.

tord tried his hardest not to look away from toms face. "oh uh, i don't know uh, i can stay here" tord declined and recoiled into the kitchen. accidentally tord got smacked behind his head by a hanging pan.

he hissed and held the back of his head. tom started to worry. "are you okay, here let me see-"

"no! i'm fine just uh, stay there" tord waved one of his hands for him to stay there while the other held the back of his head. oh god it really hurts.

his eyes opened to look straight at toms stomach and used both hands to cover his eyes instead.

tom hesitated but obliged.

after a while of tord hissing in pain from the pan that hurt his head, he shuffled over to a cupboard and smacked noodles on the table. "i'm going to make dinner"

"at four in the afternoon?" the brit squinted and shuffled beside the entrance of the kitchen. crossing his arms and leaning on the double door frame.

"isn't that time where you have dinner?"

"no it's at-"

"great! i'll make spaghetti with garlic bread" tord cut tom off trying to make it as an excuse. jon stifling his giggles behind the kitchen island.

toms face turned a tad red from a little anger. "tord, come on, why don't you wanna go in the pool. jon has been sitting here with you for maybe an hour"

said norwegian nodded. "yes yes but he's having fun with me kind of, are you jon?"

"oh uhm, of course but i'd like to go swimming too if that isn't a problem" jon shyly looked down in case tord was mad. well there was a reaction.