Tord had left his class, tired, a bit shaken, but he felt better when he remembered to look for Tom, he was halfway to a corner when he heard Jonas scream

"Tord look out!" Jonas sat in a corner, his nose bleeding, frantically typing into his communicator.

A angered somber had just found out he'd blown out his 3rd and last chance, pulling out the 'haircut' stunt has secured his place in a rehabilitation center named 'Reset'. He had gotten loose from the security, and was now out and about in anger.

Out and about heading for Tord.

Tord wasnt weak, he could hold himself up pretty well, but a blade had been put on his neck, and now he still had a weak grip on anything, physically and mentally.

so he began running, he heard a bang of lockers, somber must've bumped into them, that wouldn't hold him back though.

"DONT TOUCH ME!" Tord screeched , looking up, for a glimpse seeing Tom open a door, and he ran smack right into him.

both fell to the floor, Tord looking down with his eyes closed.

"Fuck Fuck Fuck." Tord rubbed his forehead, and saw Toms notebooks on the floor, without looking up, he forgot about Somber, and began to pick up Toms stuff . Than he looked and saw Toms glasses on the floor.

He looked up to Tom, his eyes were covered by his hands.

"Thomas?" Tord questioned. "Are you okay? whats wrong with your eyes? Did you get hit in them?" Tord panicked , he hadnt seen Toms eyes, but he didnt want to ruin them.

"Im okay!" He gave a small awkward laugh. "Just hand me my glasses." Tom calmy begged.

a loud bang of lockers was heard behind Tord, who looked towards it, to find somber on the ground, apprehended by two security guards, as Jonas stood in the back with a small bandage ontop of the bridge of his nose, and one on his cheek, not to mention the cloth he held to his nose.

"What was that?" Tom panicked , without removing his hands from his eyes.

"Nothing for you to worry about."

" why-"

"Move your hands from your eyes."

" No? " tom stammered at the sudden demand.

"Please? I dont see why not." Tord tried to sound as sweet as possible. Tord really wanted to see his eyes. He was curious, and the glasses and covering was torture. It had only been two days, a lot had been happening. And everytime he saw Tom, who made him feel comfort in all of the mess, those pesky glasses were in the way from seeing the full face of Tom Ridge.

"No. You'll think I look weird." Tom whined.

" Tom. " Tord huffed. "I didnt think you looked weird with these things on." Tord held the glasses , but he then remembered Tom couldn't see.

"Your hippie glasses" He chuckled .

"Nooooooo." Tom whined , a silly attempt to seem angry.

"You have to show me."

" No. "

"I wont say anything to anyone."

" No. "

"I'll give you the glasses back if you show me at one point,so you'll have to."

"so you wanna put me in debt?" tom smiled at this terrible persuasion attempt .

"basically."

" I'll consider it. "

"No, Promise me."

Tom hesitated, he needed his glasses right now, but he feared of what Tord would think of him after seeing his eyes, he could see Tord being afraid, creeped out, disgusted , and He didnt want to loose his first friend.

"I promise." He sighed.

"Good" Tord chimed, he placed the glasses on Toms face.

Tom adjusted them, and blinked.

"hey- Tord!" He was soon filled with concern now being able to see, and the first thing he saw was Tords neck bandaged.

" What happened to you?! " he practically demanded an answer.

"Calm down." he reassured . They really made the cut look 5 times worse than it really was. "Its not as bad as you think." Tord began to stand up, gosh him and tom were sure to arrive late to their last mod.

" But what could've caused you to get bandages? " Tom panicked. "and on your neck of all places!" he had rustled for his stuff and immediately got up to follow Tord, who had began to walk away.

" You dont need and shouldn't, care. " he muttered.

"But I do!" Tom tugged on Tords sleeve.

Tord looked onto Tom. His face seemed sad, upset, worried, it sent a pang to his heart. Tord wanted to just bawl up and cry. He couldn't remember the last time someone other than his dads showed such attention and concern. Edd and Matt did occasionally, but often chickened out to ask Tord if he was okay when he obviously wasnt.

And here was Tom. acting like a baby tugging on his sleeve with the biggest look of care on his face.

Tord sighed.He was hesitant to do what he was about to, he thought it would go too far. But Tom's fear called for it.

So he held his breath when he grabbed Tom's right hand in his left, and put his right over it. Tom seemed unfazed.

"Thomas." his heart hurt like hell. It was beating so loudly, but he couldn't let his fear show .

"I promise you, its nothing major."

Tom gave a sad pout. he looked down to his right, not believing a thing Tord said.

"Look." He moved to see Tom.

" Ill tell you what happened after you show me your eyes. " A small sinister smile on Tord's face.

Tom smiled back. "A double debt?"

" A double debt. "

"Alright." Tom huffed. " I'll believe you. "

Tord let go of Tom's hands. he didnt want to. but it was getting a bit awkward.

"For now."

"Wait What?" Tord whined. Tom walked off laughing .

"I cant promise I wont get upset when I find out what caused all the bandages." he looked to Tord and shrugged. " I have a habit of caring for my friends. " he smirked and continued down to then take a right turn.

Tord stood there in his tracks.

Rrrrriinnggg

"Awh Fuck." he muttered. He had his face burried in his left hand. he peaked to look into the hallway, he smiled. He felt overwhelmed with happiness at the hand holding. If only tom could feel it too.

he scratched his wrist, looked at his hand.

'he would.' he thought.

'Soon enough.'

~dismissal~

Tord was content, his neck stung a bit, but it didn't hurt as much as before.

"whats got you smiling?" Tom smiled

" Is it my debt to you? "

Tord leaned on the locker next to Tom's. arms crossed, smug look on his face.

"Yep."

" I cant believe you. " Tom took his bookbag and slipped it on.
"When do I get my sweater?"

" Tomorrow. "

" Tomorrows- Oh wow. " Tom realized what tomorrow was. "Its so convenient its lame."

~~~

Edd and Matt didnt ask Tord about his obvious injury.

Tord seemed to have his head in the clouds, not interested in Matts verbal essay on why hand mirrors are better than stationary ones.
Edd was checking the groupchat, every few minutes a pang would ring on everyone's phones, signifying he was sending messages.
Tom seemed, distant, distracted by something, he was tugging on hair strands by his ears. He seemed to be deep in thought, a small amount of fear displayed on his face.

Edd's house came up, he waved. "Remember the group chat!" he called before shutting the door behind him.

When Matts house came up, he simply asked "So what do You think? arent hand mirrors great!" Tom and Tord hadnt been listening , hell, no one had. Tom shrugged, Tord simply agreed with Matt so the boy could go inside his house with a smile.

On the Walk to Toms house Tord remembered he needed to buy Tom a sweater. He was going to ask him his size, but they arrived to the baby blue house, and Tord, for no good reason, chickened out.

He waited by the fence, he rubbed his neck by the bandages. Tom had looked back, and felt saddened to see Tord doing so. Just as he was about to risk their friendship, Asha came running down from the door, down the steps and onto Toms leg, which she squeezed as she squealed with joy.

"Hi big brother!"

Tord looked up as Tom ruffled the girls long brown hair. she had light tan skin, unlike Tom. another young boy could be seen sitting on the steps eating a purple popsicle.

Then Tord realized the girl had been starring at him. she seemed amazed.

"I Like your hair!" she giggled. Tom smiled, Tord could feel a faint blush on his face.

" Alright. " he called.

"See you later Thomas." He turned and readjusted his duffle bag strap on his shoulder , he had taken about two steps forward.

"Tord?"

Tord turned around to the sound of his name being called, " yeah? "

Neither of them were ready for the sudden removal of Toms glasses. And the reveal of the black voids he called 'eyes'.

Tom looked tired. but a smile remained on his lips.

"Debt paid."

Asha reached up for Tom as he bent down to pick her up, he walked to the other boy, who had stood up, he rustled the boys hair and walked into the house.

The door closed.

But Tords eyes remained open.

open and blessed by the sight he just saw.

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Notes
Hey! really quick! What do you guys think of the new banner? yes! its of the scene that happened today, though I dont really like it because it makes it seem like Tord did something wrong, which, he didnt. so that means it will change pretty quickly, ill find/make a better cover soon!

I wake up at 12AM expecting to fall out of bed and crawl to my tablet but instead -

well i did fall out of bed and crawl to my tablet
BUT THIS CINNAMON ROLL MADE IT ALL WORTH THE CARPET BURN :

Fallen Leader/ Red obsessed

seriously though you sweet nugget Making me smile at 12AM oh you ~

I've just now looked at the views and they have increased! Thank you so much!

I was so morning drunk and happy I drew this! :

sorry this next one ia sideways and its just me being all mushy mushy again

once again, Thank you so much Fallen!

And Thank you for reading and following the development of this story!
see you next chapter!
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