Kapittel 22

                                    

                                          
I know there hasn't been much TordTom happening but,, I've shat out a fluffy chapter for y'alls. So enjoy-
                          
Updated at 3:29PM
                          
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Tord's POV
                          
Here I sat, on my bed, my back leaning on the back of the wall, having the pillows as a cushion. Ringo laying on my lap asleep whilst I pet her. I stared forward up at the ceiling just in thought, not really knowing what about exactly
                          
It was already night so I had taken off my overcoat and boots. I just just had my boxers on- tho I have my blankets draped over my legs -my hoodie was next to me on my bed. I had taken it off earlier. Underneath I wore a 'Stay Safe' shirt, it was a little big but it fit fine
                          
It's one I stole from Tom a while back, he wore it to bed a lot. He always looked adorable in oversized clothes. I swear, if every single time someone is being adorable can make you fall for them. I must've fell for Tom so many times by now
                          
It should be illegal to be that cute! Like seriously! How can someone so mean be so adorable!? I don't understand! Tom is to perfect, it's a god damn problem (Reality: Yo Tord, just cerious but, what's your type bro?
Tord: Tom
Reality: Wat?-
I'm very sorry- I don't know why I did this- But! Think about it! It's true- ... I-.. I think I'm getting tired- Idfk-)
                          
Then all of a sudden Tom popped up in my head. I blushed. I'm just imagining every single feature and perfect detail of his. I'm imagining his smile. It's so beautiful and rare. Everytime I see it, it makes my heart ache or melt and my face burn
                          
My heart always feels as it's pounding out of my chest when I see him. My heart stops hearing his soft tired voice in the night, my heart melts hearing his deep voice in the morning. He does so much to me it's unreal. And it's probably a problem. He makes me go crazy without even knowing so
                          
"God, what's he doing to me?" I muttered under my breath running my free hand through my hair
                          
My attention was brought to my bedroom door as I heard a soft knock. My room was fairly lit, the only light was from the lamp that sat on my bedside table, and the moonlight seeping through the cracks of the curtains. I must've been deep in though to not hear my office door open
                          
"Uh.. Come in?" I said, I was surprised to see who walked in "Thomas?" I said "Why are you here?" I ask
                          
"Well, uh.. I couldn't sleep... And um, I knew you'd most likely be awake.." Tom said
                          
I narrowed my eyes at him "So you came to me?" I ask
                          
"Well.. Uh, yes.." Tom said fiddling with his sleeves, it's a habit of sorts he does when he's nervous
                          
It went silent for a few seconds "You wanna join me?" I ask patting the bedside next to me
                          
Tom's cheeks flushed a light red "Erm.. Sure" He said before slowly making his way to my bed, when he felt the bed with his hands he climbed on
                          
"Do you want help? Want me to turn on the lights?" I ask sitting up a little straighter getting ready to get up if needed
                          
"It's fine, I can't see very well tho.. So a little help would be nice" Tom said quietly
                          
I carefully picked up Ringo and placed her on the side before grabbing Tom's hand which he had streatched out to me. Pulling him on the bed to me. Tom caught himself by placing his hands on my chest
                          
"Warn me will ya?" Tom grumbled
                          
I chuckled "Sorry 'bout that" I said
                          
Tom blushed and pushed himself away from me sitting himself on his legs. I sat back against the wall covering my lower half with the blankets. Tom just sat there
                          
"Come" I pat the spot next to me "You can sit here" I said
                          
Tom crawled over and sat next to me. He pulled off his shoes he hadn't taken off yet and placed them on the ground next to bed. He pulled the blanket over his legs before looking at me
                          
"What're you doin' up this late anyways?" He asked
                          
I picked up Ringo once again before placing her on Tom's lap "Just thinking" I replied, surprising him slightly by putting Ringo on him
                          
"Oh.." Tom said petting Ringo softly "How long has she been with you?" Tom asked his gaze set on the kitten on his lap
                          
"Ringo? Um around a few days after the whole incident, I had went back and found Ringo in the pile of rubble. She was extremely hurt. So I took her back here and got a vet to take care of her for a bit" I explained
                          
"Why do you have a vet here?" Tom asked bringing his gaze up to me
                          
"I let other soldiers have their own animals. They would have to keep it in their rooms and if their roommates aren't allergic. They would be allowed" I said "They're allowed to take 'em outside. Sometimes the animals get wounded or sick, so I got a few veterinarians for that matter" I explained
                          
Tom nodded "I guess that makes sense" Tom said
                          
I hummed "Anyway, how has things been going after, well y'know?" I ask
                          
Tom sighed "Well, we were forced to move. But remember when you came back? I had left, I had bought some apartments at an apartment complex not to far from the house. It took us several weeks to get everything setup and in place" Tom said
                          
I nodded slowly, I felt guilty that's for sure. It was my fault I destroyed their home, well our home. I destroyed the place where we had made the most memories. And I hate myself for that matter. I looked at Tom again, this time examining the blue male
                          
He wore a grey t-shirt along with his pants- of course -it must be what he sleeps in. Or just what he chose to wear to come over. I just then notice he was shaking slightly, which worried me
                          
"You cold Thomas?" I ask
                          
"Just a bit.." Tom mumbled
                          
I looked around spotting my hoodie next to me, I picked it up before looking back at Tom
                          
"Here" I said "You can wear it" I said holding out my hoodie to him
                          
He blushed "I-it's fine" He stuttered
                          
"C'mon Tom, I insist. I don't want you to be cold" I said
                          
Tom looked up at me then back to my hoodie before sighing "'Right.." He muttered before grabbing it, he slipped it over his head and onto his body
                          
It was way bigger on him, so it hung loosely on him, he looked so adorable in it tho. I then remembered about something and leaning over to my bedside table opening the top drawer
                          
Grabbing the object I was looking for before closing it again. I turn back to Tom holding it out to him. His eyes brightened at the sight of the object. He snatched it out of my hands hugging it tightly
                          
"Tomee Bear!" Tom said
                          
I couldn't help but chuckle and smile at his reaction. He's so adorable. He let out a cute yawn
                          
"Tired?" I ask
                          
Tom nodded not letting go of his hug on Tomee, but he did lower his arms down. He had one arm hugging his side as Tomee Bear sat in-between it. He dearly loved him that's what I knew. I picked up Ringo without waking her once again and placed her on the pillow next to me on the opposite side of me
                          
"Let's go to bed then" I said scooting forward before laying down. Tom did the same before I pulled the blankets over us, I was quietly contemplating if I should ask or not but gave in and did "Is it ok if.." I trailed off moving closer to Tom and wrapping my arms around him ".. I hug you like this..?" I ask quietly
                          
Tom was silent for a few seconds, making me think he had fell asleep but he answered ".. It's ok.." He said in his soft tired voice
                          
I smiled softly and pulled him closer into my chest "'Night Thomas.." I muttered burying my face into his hair
                          
"G'night Commie.." Tom answered