《Min Kjære. -TordTom》09
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The two left the office. Deciding it was best to get some breakfast first before diving straight into the work.
Currently, the two were eating at the cafeteria.
"How's your morning so far Thomas?" Tord asks as he cuts into the pancake he was eating.
"Oh it's fine." Tom simply replied as he watched Tord eat. Blinking out of his trance he ate his own food.
- - -
After they finished eating, Tord gets up. Following with Tom. They throw away the paper plates they have used. But as Tom started to leave the cafeteria, Tord grabbed his arm.
"ATTENTION!" Tord shouted out. Tom felt nervous as he slumped a bit down next to Tord.
All his soldiers look over at the two. "This is your second in command. You will address him as such and RESPECT him. Understood?"
"YES SIR!" The soldiers replied. "Good! Now enjoy your food and then get back to work!" Tord commanded and left the cafeteria with Tom.
The two walked together, heading back to the office. "What's the time, Tom" Tord asks.
Tom quickly turned on the tablet. "9:57." Tord tensed up. "Shit..i have to get to the office rather quickly then. What time is the meeting?"
"10:00AM sir."
"Fuck, yeah..that's right." Tord says as he quickens his pace, Tom following along.
They both reached the office as Tord slammed open the doors. He went inside. Tom followed and then shut the doors behind himself.
He watched as Tord opened his laptop to get the meeting started.
Tord felt beads of sweat on his face. Orange Army truly terrified him.
He can feel the flashbacks getting to him. Seeing Orange Leader shooting off his real parents.
Suddenly tears rolled down his face as the meeting call began to ring. Tom noticed the tears. "Tord! T-the meeting..!"
Tord wiped them away. "Shut up." He said harshly as he answered the call. Tom fell quiet.
He walked over and stood next to Tord, and noticed the camera for himself was off. Not for Orange.
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Orange Leader: Oh hello there, we meet again.
Tord felt himself get chills.
Orange Leader: How are we feeling today? Hm? By the sounds of it you sound so nervous. Poor you!~
Tord clenched his teeth.
Tord spat as he felt his hands tremble.
Orange Leader: My, this little boy. By all means, you. Heh! Anyway~ What I wanted to say is that, a little surprise for you. Have fun with that.
Tord furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.
Orange Leader: Yes, see you soon.
Then the call went dead.
Tord felt his chest tighten. "What the fuck is that suppose to m-mean.." Tom placed a hand on Tords shoulder.
"Are you feeling okay?.." Tom asked with worry. Tord smacked Tom's hand away.
"Don't touch me right now, Jehovah. Im trying to t-think things through." Tord stuttered out. He looked at his trembling hands. Tears stinging in his eyes.
Tom felt his heart ache when he sees Tord in this situation. "Tord, y-you're panicking.. I haven't seen you this panicked in a long time.. what's wrong?" Tom asked as he felt concerned for the leader.
"Nothing. Stop worrying about me!" Tord suddenly shouted as he got out of office chair.
"Do the paperwork, I have to talk with Pau and Pat." He says shakily as he left his office, slamming the door.
Tom frowned. But did as he was told. He sat in Tords chair and started to work on the paperwork.
- - -
Tord was quickly walking. He looked for Pau and Pat. After a bit of walking around the base, he found them standing in front of their own office.
With a sigh of relief, Tord grabbed the two and dragged them into the tiny office, slamming the door.
"Son, what's bothering you." Paul asked softly noticing the panicked expression on Tords face.
Patryck brought Tord close and hugged the panicked boy. He rubbed Tords back.
"It's about Orange Army.." he states quietly. Paul and Pat look at each other with fear. Then looked back down at their son.
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"What did she say to you?" Paul asked as he watched Patryck grip onto his son's back.
"T-t-that a surprise is heading this way. I do not know what she meant by it..but we all know it's nothing good."
Tord lifted his head. Tears were rolling down his face. "It's okay honey.." Pat says softly.
Patryck wiped Tords face. "You need to breathe." Tord closed his eyes for a moment and took some deep breaths.
Paul watched for a moment. Tord slowly pulled away from Pats embrace.
"Now are your feeling okay?"Paul asked. Tord nodded. "Come here kiddo." Paul says softly and held his arms out.
Tord went over and hugged Paul. He closed his eyes for a moment. Pat went over and hugged Tord as well.
They squeezed their son. Tord squeaked. "A-alright! Alright! I-im okay now.. L-let me goooo!" He whined out.
The two father's laughed and let go. Tord dusted himself off and smiled at his father's.
"I'm okay now.. I'll see you later." He says as he leaves the tinier office.
Walking down the long hallway, he starts walking back to his office.
He then approached his office. Opening his office door.
Tom looked stressed. But he finished most, if all the paperwork. He had sweat on his forehead. His hand mimicking Tords signature for each page.
"T-tom! You're over working yourself!" Tord scolded as he went over. He noticed there was only 3 pages left in front of Tom. While the rest of them were signed and in a nice pile.
Tom lifted his head, he smiled at Tord. "Oh, it's alright! I-i just wanted to have this finished so you weren't too overwhelmed.." he said with care.
Tord felt his heart flutter. "O-oh that's so nice..but, I don't want you overworking yourself." Tom shakes his head. "No, it's alright. Im fine." Tom replied as he finished signing the last three pages.
He then put the pile of work into the large folder, closing it.
"Are you sure?.." Tord asked and raised an eyebrow. Tom nodded and got out of Tord's seat. He went over and placed his hands on Tords chest.
Tord blushed a little. Looking down at Tom with love. Tom moved his head and looked up at Tord.
They both looked at each other with love. But a knock was suddenly heard which caused Tord to step back away from Tom.
"Come in." Tord commanded softly as the door opened, revealing Tords therapist.
"You're, late." Ying says and narrowed his eyes. Tord gulped nervously. "O-oh! What a surprise..hallo Ying."
Ying looked over at Tom and raised an eyebrow. "Who's this?" He asked with a gentle smile showing up on his face.
"Oh this is Thomas, the second in command." Tord introduced Tom with a small chuckle. Tom sighs and puts on his mature act.
"It's nice to meet you." Tom says.
Suddenly Ying placed a bottle of pills onto Tords desk. "I'm just here to drop these off for you, Tord."
Tom was shocked to hear Ying say Red Leaders real identity.
"Thank you Ying." Tord says with a roll of his eyes. Ying gave Tord a glare.
"They're to help. You better take these. It'll calm down your anger better." Ying says intimidatingly as he left the room.
Tord shuddered. "Sometimes he scares me-" he giggled as Tom grabbed the pill bottle.
"It says you have to take one each morning." Tom read the label as he placed it back down. Tord then grabbed the bottle.
"Make sure you remind me then." Tord replied as he took the bottle with him to the bedroom. Tom following.
Tord placed the bottle on the night stand and sat on the bed. Tom sat next to him.
He eyed the taller with love. Tord looked down at Tom. He blushed lightly as placed his hands on Tom's cheeks.
"You look so handsome right now.." Tord says softly. Tom felt his heart skipped a beat. "O-oh thank you Tord.."
"Of course, min kjære."
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