Work Text:
Tord came back. After those years of leaving the flat, that brunette Norwegian came back. Edd was thrilled along with Matt, I just watched from the couch. Not a single inch of a smile on my face. Eventually, Tord smirked and walked over to me. "Tom.. miss me?" He teases, probably wanting some positive reinforcement. I roll my eyes, "Not too much, no." He pats my shoulder and chuckles a bit. "Still yourself, Tom." He walks back over to Edd and Matt, seeing if they wanted to go hang around. "Wanna come hang out with us?" Edd asked. "I'm fine. I have stuff to do anyway."
"Why? Too busy drinking?" Tord teased, the other two guys laughed along with him. I sigh and flip him off. "No, I just have stuff to do. Not drinking though, as much as you want to think it is." I had an annoyed look on my face, he just stared at me and smirked. "Suit yourself.." The guys left, I was left alone in the house. Why was Tord back?? It was annoying when he was here. We'd fight, I would feel bad so I apologize, he'd forgive me and manipulate me into some form of intimacy. I couldn't complain though, I always liked that kind of soft side of him. Oh god, is he going to pull that off later?
It was around 8, I already made myself dinner, and soon afterwards started to mess with my bass guitar Susan. I heard the front door open and the faint talk in the living room. As they talked, I heard Tord asked "Where do I stay tonight?" "You could stay over in Tom's room, I don't think he would mind." I groaned and put Susan away. Fuck. I just know he's planning something. Tord came into the room and closed the door. He had a sleeping bad and pillow to bring with since I'm obviously not going to let him sleep in MY bed. "You're so moody today." he teased, putting his stuff on the ground.
"Seems like you've been moody as well, talking about what I do a lot." He shrugs and has a small smirk, trying to seem deceiving. "Who knows?" He responded. After that though, it was quiet for once. He was setting up his sleeping bad.. and reading hentai. I was just in my bed scrolling through my phone. I look over at him, "Why did you even come back..?" I asked genuinely. He looked up at me and shrugged. "I just wanted to. Why?" He got up and went onto my bed. I backed up a bit. "Just curious, you just came back randomly." I retorted, looking at him.
His hair looked lighter than usual, still rocking that red hoodie, and some piercings in his ears. They were like mine, except I had WAY more cartilage piercings and piercings on my face. I noticed he kept looking at me, at all my piercings and other features. His facial expression seemed calm. I always saw this underlying tension with him. Choking him out lead with a distinct desirable look in his eyes. It was very odd. We just kept staring at each other, my heart starting to race. "Cmon... tell me, Tord." I mumble, coming a bit closer. He rolls his eyes and smile a bit, scooting closer. "Why do you care so badly, Tom? Care about me much?" His voice kind of cracked at the last bit. I just stared down, not knowing how to respond.
God, maybe I did. Maybe I wanted him back so I can feel the touch again. To feel cared for and loved for that limited amount of time. I briefly looked at him, he was coming closer to my flushed face. I gulped. Tord bent to the side to turn off my lamp, still staring at me. "Wanna tell me..?" I shivered, he murmured it into my ear. He had his hand close to mine and slowly crawled closer. As that happened, his head moved closer to mine, I felt his breath on my moist lips. I couldn't help it, I leaned in and started to kiss him. He reciprocated the kiss so gently. He parted away, looking at me with such trust, then going back to kissing.
We kept it going for a little while, our heart syncing together. Tord was such a cunning man. Why was he so good at this? Why does he make me feel like this? I hated it, but I couldn't help but love it. I was rubbing my hands all over his back as his hands were rubbing my arms. We finally parted, saliva coming from our mouths a bit. I wiped mine off of my mouth as he did the same. "Did you come back for me..?" I finally asked. "Maybe I did.. maybe I didn't." He smirked. I rolled my eyes, smiling a tiny bit. "Is it like.. unfinished business?" I asked again, looking at you softly. "You could say that. Unfinished business with my.. lover." He stares at me with a type of desire in his eyes.
"I knew you felt like that." I murmur, pulling him down with me. He chuckled and continued to kiss me, starting to go down to my neck. It felt amazing, like an alcohol high. That's saying something from someone who's an alcoholic. He just kept on sucking and kissing around my best areas. I loved it. After a few minutes of that and making out, we passed out. He fell asleep before me. I looked at him, so peaceful when asleep. Hopefully this feeling lasts a long time, and nothing too bad happens. Hell, maybe Tord has changed how he acts the time he's been gone. I smiled, kissed his forehead, and shortly after fell asleep.
Around the morning, Edd was up drinking soda with his breakfast while Matt kept picking at his skin at the dining table. "Gross, Matt, I'm trying to eat! Do that in the bathroom!" Edd said, slowly losing his appetite. Matt scoffed, "Not my problem," then chuckled. I went into the kitchen with Tord. I blushed a bit while looking at him. He smirked a bit, tilting his head to the side. It was like a silent question. 'Did you like it?' We did too much last night, it made me feel ashamed. Tord was my enemy, lovers he said we were. But we knew deep down we're enemies. We shouldn't be so.. attached to each other. So stuck yet so far apart.
I had to adjust my navy blue hoodie so it could hide the hickeys he gave me. They were so noticeable, I wouldn't even be surprised if the others saw them and accuse me for trying to get with Tord again. "Hey, Tord and Tom." Matt greeted, waving and inviting us to the table for some pancakes. I sat down by Tord, my hand slowly creeping towards his. He pushed my hand away harshly. I look at him with soft eyes, he just flips me off suddenly. I didn't do anything wrong, why is he doing this? "How was the sleep?" Edd asked Tord. He shrugged, "It was fine. Snorlax over here kept snoring pretty loud and getting up." He then pushed me and chuckled. My eyebrows raised, confused still on why he's like this.
Edd and Matt chuckled at the sight, Tord laughing too. But then I realized, this was the phase in the repeating loop where Tord starts to turn on me, trying to get me become hostile. I just looked down, I couldnt do anything. "It's whatever though, the sleep other than that was fine. Right, douche?" He ruffled my hair, smirking. He knows I feel pissed right now, he knows I have those feelings for him again. Why can't he pick a side with me? He whispers in my ear, "Cmon.. I know you're mad. Turn that frown upside down." He teases, his breath tickling my ear. I roll my eyes and stay neutral. "Not when you're switching up on me." I grumble back. I cared too much to respond further.
Later, Edd and Matt went to go shopping for some food and other things for around the house. I stayed with Tord until the remaining time they come back. I tried avoiding him so he wouldn't start something with me, but it didn't work. He was seducing again. I was playing Susan, he stayed on the bed with me and wrapped his arms around me from behind. Rubbing around my sides, watching me play. "Why do you do this..? Always picking different sides." I finally stated, looking into his eyes, he had that look again. "I just don't want them knowing." He replied, rubbing lower to my waist now. "We both know that's not why. You always do this, Tord." I put my bass away and look at him.
"Everytime we do this, it always ends up with you being different, we fight, etc." I exclaimed, moving my hands expressively. He sighed and rubbed his temple. "Yeah, and? You've told me multiple times you've loved it in a way. Many times you have. I even have text proof of it, Tom." I grunted, clearly frustrated about this situationship. "What matters is NOW, not then, and I don't want to repeat the fighting process NOW, Tord." He got up and lit up a cigar, "If you don't want to do this, I don't really mind." He mumbled. I pulled on my hair. He is TOO hard to deal with! "That's not what I'm trying to say! I WANT to be this with you, but our history and how you act doesn't work with it!" I exclaimed, going all out now.
"Tord, we are ENEMIES. WE CANNOT DATE! You always ruin it EVERYTIME WE TRY!" I yelled, starting to cry. He blew his smoke onto my face, "You ruin it too, yknow. You push me away like this most of the time." I punched him and yelled, he put his cigar on my arm to burn. I yelled again, putting it out on my floor. "NO I FUCKING DON'T, IT'S YOU, TORD!!" We started to fight, continuously punching, pushing, etc. All that was stuck in my head was his look. Those eyes staring. They still had that look when we fought. "I'm done, Tom! I guess you're right, it's CLEARLY not going to work. I'll pack my shit again." I saw him grab his stuff, flip me off, and take off. Edd and Matt came back, bumping into the stormed mess as he left. They looked at me, blood tinkling down my face mixed with tears.
I was in my room that night, crying and drinking Smirnoff. Maybe Tord was right, I find a way to ruin the situationship always. I couldn't help but start texting Tord again. Paragraphs and paragraphs of apologizes and drunken confessions. It all ended with a text, 'I'm sorry.' I always sent that text last when this happens. I just stared up at my ceiling. What went wrong with this? We were very open and sweet, then he just.. changed. Tord became manipulative, mean, and barely like he acted. I felt my vibration go off, checking rapidly to see if it was him. It was, reacting to the sorry text with a shrug emoji, then texting, "We could try again soon. You seem pissed." I sigh, rubbing my face. This will never stop.