Kapittel 71

                                    

                                          
What most people mean by saying their lazy. They usually mean that in a way that they're to comfy and don't want to move
                          
But for me, it's just that my body hurts to much to want to move. Or just can't. Is that ok? Is it normal?
                          
Anyways prepare for some fluffyness in this chapter UwU
                          
Updated at 2:56PM
                          
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Tord's POV
                          
I jumped slightly when the black cat- who is supposedly Tom -turned into a person. That being Tom. He had a floofy really dark purple tail, his ears were longer and pointier, the were same purple his horns were. He was able to move his ears more freely which I thought was adorable
                          
He sat criss crossed and holding onto his ankles. His hand were like claws and his forearms are purple, same for his hands. His tail swished softly behind him as he stared at me. His ear twitched when I spoke
                          
"Wow" Was the only word I could spit out of my mouth, I was amazed
                          
Tom giggled, my heart fluttered at the beautiful sound, he grinned "Amazing right?" He asked adorably
                          
"Fuck yea" I said "You just look way more adorable" I said causing him to flush red
                          
"Thanks I guess.." He muttered looking away
                          
I scooted over to him pulling him between my legs sitting him there, surprising him by my actions. I brought my hand up to his hair and ran my fingers through it. He leaned into the touch closing his eyes, his tail wagged with delight
                          
I smiled softly at him, I felt my face heat up slightly when he started purring. But it seemed that Thomas didn't mind, or he just didn't notice yet. Slipping my arm around his waist I pulled him into me before laying us down carefully
                          
He snuggled into my chest as he continued to purr quietly, he was careful of his horns to not poke me with them. His tail tucked between his legs as I pulled the blankets back on top of us. Wrapping my arms around his waist, the bed dipped very little as Ringo walked over to us. Laying down and cuddling next to us
                          
I smiled. God I loved this. I continued to pet Tom with one hand, running my fingers through his slightly tangled hair. I could only assume he liked the action by the fact he stayed cuddled up into me. But I didn't mind the action. It was nice
                          
"Tord?" Tom spoke after a long silence, it was peaceful, his voice was soft and there was a hint of tiredness hidden inside it
                          
"Yes?" I responded calmly rubbing the back of his head softly with my thumb, this caused him to purr slightly louder
                          
This time he realized and blushed hiding his face by looking down at my chest "What do you think of, well this?" Tom asked quietly motioning to the both of us
                          
"Well I don't mind, I like it. Do you not?" I ask as I began to softly rub his side with my hand
                          
"N-no, no.." Tom stuttered "It's just I wanted to know" Tom said
                          
"What do you think of it?" I ask
                          
"W-well, it's nice and I actually come to look forward to it.." Tom said hiding his face into my chest
                          
I smiled and began playing with his ears, it was cute when they twitched every time I touched them. It was just like what a cat did when something touched their ears. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face, he was to adorable. He was back to purring quietly
                          
"You're to adorable Thomas" I said
                          
"T-thanks" Tom said blushing
                          
Oh Thomas.. I'll tell you how I feel sooner or later.. I'm just not ready to tell you just yet..
                          
I rubbed the back of his head with my thumb in little circle motions
                          
Tom's POV
                          
I liked this. Tord always made me feel safe. He was so nice to me and I loved it. And honestly, I never wanted him to stop being nice, it always warmed my heart the little actions he did. If it were just a little of affection I would savor it. I loved the affection. I never got much when I was younger
                          
I also loved the feeling of his arms wrapped around me. Tord made me happy, and before, I would've never admitted it. But now I accept it. He makes me happier than anyone ever can. I looked up at Tord, his eyes were closed and a ghost of a smile on his face
                          
I actually wondered if he was asleep from how peaceful he looked. But he was most likely still awake. I reached up and ran my fingers through Tord's hair. It was still so soft. His eyes fluttered open as he stared at me, yet he made no movement to move away from me
                          
I loved the feeling of Tord's hair, it was as soft as those little pom pom's most girls would have on their backpacks. (*coUGH* They're really soft-) Eventually Tord's eyes fluttered closed and he leaned into the touch. I guess he liked this. I felt myself smile at his actions
                          
He still had his arms wrapped around my waist, but a little more loosely now as he seemed to relax under my touch. I could even say it was soothing him. It was cute. Yes I admit it, it's cute. Shut up about it. I stared at his relaxed face, a small blush painted his cheeks making his freckles stand out more
                          
I had noticed his cheeks were always dusted a light red when I was around. I'd see him around the old base and I never saw his face red like that when he didn't know I was there. But I find it cute. I love the fact he has freckles too. I know Matt has some but Tord has a little less and I adore them
                          
Tord was basically laying with his head close to me as I ran my fingers through his hair and against his scalp softly. He pulled me into his chest nuzzling my forehead, I felt my face heat up at the action. He planted a soft kiss onto my forehead making my heart melt
                          
He rested his forehead on mine, I moved my hand to his face and cupped the right side with my hand. I rubbed his cheek with my thumb, his cheeks turned a darker shade of red as his eyes fluttered open. His red eyes gazing at me as I stared back into his
                          
I always thought his eyes were interesting. He has unique ones like me. Of course they're not the same but I like them. It's sad he only has one red one now. I liked the look of them. The grey one looks nice too tho but I prefered the red