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“You know shutting the fuck up…”
Tord trailed off laughing for the millionth time this morning at one of Edd’s dumbass jokes smile reaching his grey eyes all while laying back in Edd’s bed. The bed sinking underneath their combined weight, the fluffy green blanket they both were sharing was tangled between them all with Tord’s red blanket.
They have been at this all morning. Edd has been telling dirty jokes, and Tord has been losing it, having to lie back down or get pushed back into bed. Each one is fine with the contact they are making against one another.
“Alright, alright… I'll give you a chance to breathe. Nipshit”
Edd was such a liar, collapsing onto the bed with a chuckle before tackling Tord and putting him in a chokehold. Edds' fat, rough hands were squeezing enough for Tord to slip in one of his dirty jokes.
“Edd! This aint fucking fair! harder!”
Tord yelled, his hair getting ruined in an instant from Edd's noogie. If Tord was unhappy he would of pulled out a bomb not cackling his ass off.
“Nah, man, this is fair. You have guns.”
Edd made a fair point, coming down from his laughter and rolling beside Tord, ripping the covers off the Norwegian that looked a mess beyond a girl getting broken up with at prom.
“What do you call a group of blondes in a snowstorm?”
Edd asked with a joking tone to his voice, all while jokingly rubbing tords skinny pale thigh, trying to hold back laughter at the look on Tord's face. Tord rolled his eyes and shoved him.
“Bitch I don’t fucking know and stop touching me! Go molest Matt!
Tord was strighter then a rod, show him some titties from the internet and he is a happy son of a bitch. He had enough of that stuff saved on his personal computer at home.
Edd grinned, trying to keep a straight fac,e all while Tord looked at the hand on his thigh like it was a spider.
“Frosted Flakes”
Edd barked out collapsing onto Tord laughing his ass off at his joke, the bedsheets were ruined nearly half the bedsheets were on the ground.
Tord sighed then chuckled; the two had been awake since 5 in the morning telling jokes or complaining about the lack of lesbian porn of all things.
“That's what she said.”
Tord's use of that phrase, when it makes absolutely no sense in the moment nearly killed Edd, his laughter could be heard throughout the entire house. It will wake up Tom and Matt for sure.
“That makes no fucking sense”
Edd didn't even have a moment to think of a good comeback.
“Your mom-”
Tord got wacked upside the head real quick, Edd for sure forgot the motto Tord went by.
Violence with violence
“Ow! Bitch you be the one molesting my god damn thigh, gay fucker”
Tord came back really quickly, but Edd was much faster.r
“Homophobia is gay.”
Edd ribbed but burst into laughter. Tord was flabbergasted, and he had to think of a comeback.
“Like your mom?”
“Tord, your mom is dead.”
“Let her have fun from the grave.”
The bedroom was filled with laughter. Edd was expecting Tord to come back with something like that.
Tord exhaled with a line of laughter, leaning his head on Ed's shoulder.
“Now you're being gay.”
“And?”
You just complained about me touching your thigh.”
Edd pointed out the double standard and sighed
“Its only 6 in the damn morning”
Tord complained his voice taking on a whiny tone, stretching out across Edd's lap and fell back to sleep.
“Your still gay as fuck”