Tears and Comforting


"Tord?" The Norwegian man looked up at the person he loved most in his life, Tom. "Why are you kneeling?"

Tord smiled, opening the box he was holding in his hands. "Tom... will you marry me?"

It took a moment for the question to register into his brain, and when it did: "YES! YES! I WILL!"

Tom threw himself at Tord and hugged him, tears in both of their eyes. They finally let go and laughed. "I love you," they told each other, extremely happy.

~Time Skip~

Tord nervously walked down the wedding aisle, constantly running his hand through his hair and fidgeting with his tie. He saw Tom at the altar, who looked as happy as ever. Once he stood in front of him, they stared into each others eyes.(speech skip) "Tord, do you take Tom as your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest asked.

"I do."

"And Tom--"

"I do."

"You may kiss the groom." (Idk what else to say im dying)

They practically leaped at each other and kissed, more passionately than they ever had. Cheers surrounded them, but they were in their own little world where it was just the two of them. Tord parted from him and grinned. Then his smile faltered as Tom seemed to glitch in and out of reality. The crowd seemed to cheer and scream in fear at the same time.






"Ah!" Tord sat up in bed, sweating. He looked at the time: 3:45 AM.

He shuddered and took the blankets off, grabbing his hoodie that was strewn on the floor and throwing it on. He went out to the front porch, lit a cigarette, and leaned on the railing. Tord stared off into the distant sunrise. "If only..." he whispered. "If only he loved me back, and knew that I love him." He scoffed at himself. "Yeah, right. I'm just a worthless piece of garbage, who could ever love me?" Tears formed in his eyes and blurred his vision.

Tord fell to the floor and sobbed. He thought about his friends, thinking that they hated him. But most of all he thought about Tom, knowing that the Brit had always wanted him to die. "Why am I so stupid?"

The door creaked open, and Tom looked down onto Tord. "Commie?" He said, showing no sign of emotion.

"Go ahead, make fun of me," Tord sniffled. "I don't care, I'm used to it.." He felt him rub his back.

"Come on, norski, get up."

"Wha... what?" He looked at Tom, confused. "You're HELPING me?" He sniffled.

"Don't make me change my mind," Tom sighed, helping him up. "Let's go." He led him inside the house and brought him to his room.

Although Tord felt uncomfortable in someone else's room, he still felt tears trickle down his cheeks, leaving a sticky path behind. He met Tom's cold, judgemental gaze and broke down in tears again. Sobs racked his body and he curled up into fetal position on the bed. 'You're stupid', he told himself in his mind. 'Everyone hates you, you're trash, and you deserve to die.'

Tord had been told those words before, and remembering them just pained him more. He felt Tom rubbing circles on his back but saying nothing. Once his cries died down, he shivered and looked at the Brit. "T-Tom..." he whispered. "Do you want me to die, just like everyone else?"

Tom's black eyes, like always, revealed nothing. "No." He replied, shrugging. He pulled the sleeve of his sweater up to his palm and wiped Tord's tears.

"You're lying."

"Okay."

"...What?"

"Okay."

"So, you ARE lying.."

"No."

"Then why--?"

Tom cut him off with a loud huff of annoyance. "Listen, commie," he growled. "I don't want you to die, okay? I don't. Do you need me to spell it out for you?"

"I.." Tord felt fresh tears threatening to come out at any moment. "All my life, Tom, I've... I've seen something special in you." He paused, searching for words. "What im trying to s-say... I love you."

This time, Tom was taken by surprise. "I love you too, you commie f***." And he smiled.

Tord gulped, his heart racing. He lunged at Tom and gave him a hug, never wanting to let go. They made out for a good ten minutes before they fell asleep...

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Im sorry this one is so short T^T im just really tired, i didn't get much sleep because my dog was having nightmares... also JESUS CHRIST WE'RE ALREADY AT 300 READS THANK YOU I LOVE YOU ALL!! Welp time to play some Mystic Messenger! Bai~!

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