Tord sat in his apartment room. Paul, Patryk, and him decided to stay there for a week to let Tord get used to his new features. Unfortunately that was impossible seeing as he rarely even got some quiet in their dorm. It was that certain day though that Tord decided enough was enough. The rock or guitar music, whatever it was, was getting annoying. So, he walked over to the room across, kicking it down. "TURN YOUR MUSIC DO-" 

     There they were, looking right at each other. Face to face. Tom stopped playing his guitar, he couldn't believe it was Tom. "You're supposed to be-" "Dead." Tord finished, looking at him in dismay. He walked towards him, Tom doing the same. Both curious as they circled each other. Then,  they both reached out for each other's faces. Tom, rubbed Tord's injured side of his face. All he could think about was that explosion that it seems Tord survived.

     Tord rubbed Tom's arm. He shivered as Tom's hands roamed his face. Tom shivered each time Tord decided to feel his arm from under his hoody's sleeve. He looked at what Tord was wearing. He remembered those suits from the time they joined the army. Those were the enemies suits. . . . .It was like they both sensed the returning emotions as they both pushed each other away. Tord cleared his throat as his glare from earlier returned. "Turn down the damn music." He sneered before leaving the apartment to return to his own.

     Tom couldn't believe he found his arm extending for him to stay. He despised himself for that second as he put his arm down. Turning down the speaker his guitar was attached to. Then he continued playing, humming a random tune. He forgot where he heard it from, but he liked humming the tune as he played the guitar. But, meanwhile his mind drifted off to Tord. He shook his head, impossible. It shouldn't be possible to love someone who pretty much attempted to murder you.

     Tord meanwhile was thinking of how Tom touched him. Well, actually, practically caressed him.  He shivered just thinking about how soft Tom's touches were. Wait, was he falling in love with him? No, impossible right? He hoped so as he rubbed the cheek Tom was caressing. He hugged himself, not believing he wanted more of that fools touches. He shivered in need, unease, and much more.

     Tord saw Tom exit for the store. He waited 5 minutes or so then he followed. When Tom entered the store, Tord once again waited a bit. After Tord went in he decided to actually shop for himself. Meanwhile, if he saw Tom he wink at him. Why? He didn't know why he just enjoyed watching Tom battle himself mentally as he  blushed madly. Tord loved it, Tom did but also didn't.

     Tom tensed when he felt Tord wrap his arms around from behind him. Then, he felt himself being turned around. His face flustered when Tord caressed it. Then he gave his a little peck on the cheeks. He screamed and walked faster in embarrassment. "Oh, Tom.~" Tord said as he caught up to him, carrying six pack of some beer. "What?" Tom snapped, causing Tord to chuckle. "Grumpy?" Tord teased. "You wish commie!" Tom sneered. 

     As Tom was sipping some soda he decided to buy, why? Simple, Tord apparently bought the whole stock of his favorite alcohol in the closest store. How he afforded it baffled Tom. But he didn't care, too angry to do so. Instead, he was busy caring about that sweet guitar playiga d his humming. Little did he know Tord was at his door, mystified by his skills.

     "Hello Tom!~" Tord surprised the grumpy musician. Tom squeaked as he nearly dropped the guitar. He glared at Tord, questioning the short man's attempts today. Tord held up a bottle of Smirnoff, chuckling when he knew he got Tom's somewhat full attention. "I don't wanna be lonely since certain roommates of mine are out." He stated as he sat down. "Yeah, yeah." Tom shooed as he snatched the bottle of Smirnoff.

     Tord wanted to take a bath so he's taking bath. He modified his arm to be water resistant so it wasn't much of a problem. But, what surprised him half asleep Tom decided to forget Tord existed, until he saw the dude in the shower. Them well toned abs, nice thighs; okay yep he was gay for Tord so. . . . Fuck it. 

     When Tord got out the shower he was ambushed by a drunk Tom. His lips were idmmediately attacked as he was pushed onto a bed. Tom loomed over Tord, feeling his bulky chest. When he looked at it he huffed commenting a simple statement everyone knows. "Knew you were always a commie." Tord just chuckled as he kissed Tom. "Yeah but you love this commie.~" He countered, and when Tom silenced, he knew he won the argument. 

     Tom pulled down his pants. Tord wanted to gasp at the size of him. But instead, he was muffled by a kiss. A kiss full of the same emotions out of both ends of the kiss. The hate for loving the other, yes that's what the feeling was. But Tord didn't care he loved his as Tom teased his lick, lazily licking the tip. Tord groaned in need, but Tom refused to give in to Tord's demands. 

     Tord was confused when Tom ordered him to suck on his fingers. But Tord complied and began sucking. When Tom felt they were wet enough he took his fingers out Tord's mouth. Then he circled the other's asshole. Making Tord gasp and moan for more as Tom decided to stroke the commie as well. 

     Soon, Tom felt like he had enough revenge. . .for now. So, he began fingering Tord to stretch him. Tord moaned as he felt the fingers rapid, harsh thrusts. "Tom.~" Tord moaned as the otehr took his fingers out. Then, he positioned his dick in front of the anus. With one final kiss to Tord's forehead; he harshly thrusted into Tord.

     Tord let out a mix of a gasp of pain yet pleasure. He felt stuffed in a way. Then, his moans grew loud as Tom thrusted in and out. Enjoying the sound of Tord's moans. "T-TOM!~" Tord moaned as he cumed. A bit got on Tom's hoody, but he didn't care at the moment. Mostly since he was close as well. "Tord.~" He moaned and shivered as he released inside the exhausted commie. The two cuddled in the bed, both still wanting to punch or at least cuss the other out. But, they were too tired so instead all they felt was love.

A/N

Henlo sorry I just have a habit of wrong over 1,000 words fanfics for the ships I love a bit too much. . .Heh, also I was thinking of adding video compilation chapters based on Eddsworld and it's ships in here. What do you think? :3