《Min Kjære. -TordTom》08
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Tom woke up for no reason. He slowly sat up in the bed and looked over at the sleeping norsk. He smiled slightly as he turned his head to look at the clock.
It read 5:00AM. Tom groaned softly as he laid back in the bed. He truly didn't want to get up. Looking at Tord with passion and love.
"I can't believe I have fallen for you.." Tom mumbled as he ran a hand through Tords messy caramel colored hair.
Tord shifted as he snuggled more into his red themed blankets. "Damn, you're so much gentle when you're sleeping.." he mumbled as he leaned his head down.
He hesitated, and kissed Tords forehead. He gripped onto his chest as he moved his head back. "O-oh God..I just..fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck." Tom starts panicking as he got out bed. His heart was racing. Tord heard and tiredly lifted his head.
"Tom?..are you feeling okay?" Tord asks tiredly as he lifted his head up. Tom's back was pressed against the wall.
His face was bright red. His breath staggered. Tord got out of bed and slowly walked over to Tom. With a yawn, he went over.
"Tom..what's the matter?" Tord asks tiredly as he leaned his head down to look at Tom. His facial expression remained exhausted.
Tom placed a hand on Tords chest. He looked up at Tord lovingly. "I-im alright, sorry..I just uh, had a nightmare." He makes an excuse.
"Oh, alrighty then." Tord replied. "Come to bed then." He mumbled as he started to walk to the bed.
Tom didn't want to hide how he felt, but he was horrified of rejection. They were enemies for the longest time.
He followed Tord and sat on the bed. He watched as Tord went back to sleep, imediantly.
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"I guess you are exhausted huh..?" Tom asked our loud with a small chuckle leaving his lips. A tiny smile resting on his face as he played with the taller males caramel locks.
Tom soon laid his head onto Tords chest. He went to sleep.
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BEEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Tom's digital eyes imediantly opened. He frantically looked to the side, seeing it was an alarm clock. Tord sat up as well and groaned. Rubbing his eyes, he slammed his hand onto the alarm clock, shutting it off.
"Stupid fucking clock." He mumbled. Then slowly looked over to notice Tom is awake. "Oh hallo Thomas, god morgan."
Tom smiled a bit. He snorted and then started to giggle. "What? What's so funny?" Tord asked and tilted his head.
"Tord..! Your hair!" Tom laughed out and lowered his head, laughing as he held his stomach. Tord raised an eyebrow.
Tom's laughter soon dies out and he looks up at the communist. "It looks like fucking cat ears!-"
Tord squinted. "Yes, I'm aware that my hair looks weird in the mornings. Now, I have to get ready, apparently i have a meeting on a call today." He says and gets out of bed.
"I'm taking a shower, you can take one tomorrow." Tord says as he grabs his own uniform from the closet hanger. "Can I just take one tonight?" Tom asks and tilts his head.
"Or do that, by all means. Get in your uniform. We have to start working." Tord commands as he goes into the small bathroom he has and shuts the door.
Tom sighed. "Wow he's so professional nowadays.." he mumbled and got out of bed. He heard the water turn on. With a small smile, he takes out his uniform as well. He gets dressed and then grabs a tablet he has.
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Switching it on, he noticed all Tords schedules were already programmed into the system.
He clicked onto todays date. And looked at it.
- business call with Orange Army.
- 1,000 sheets of paperwork needs to be completed.
- Check in with Pau and Pat
- therapy.
Tom furrows his eyebrows at the last one. "He has a therapist?" He questioned out loud.
He heard the bathroom door open and quickly lifted his head. He saw Tord in his uniform. His hair was blown dry, so his hair was more fluffy. Along with his horns. He also had a small ponytail in his hair.
"Hallo Thomas, ready to get started?" Tord asks. "Yes Tord."
"Oh, and don't call me Tord when we are outside of my office, okay?" Tord commands softly as he started walking to the door. "c'mon Thomas, we got a whole day to work."
Tom sighs. "Yes sir..but when are we seeing Edd and Matt?" He asked.
Tord groaned and turned his head slightly. "Tomorrow, I am too busy to deal with them today."
Tom nodded. "Oh, right." He says bluntly as he followed Tord out of the office.
Today was going to be a long day.
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