Tord was asleep in his room, still wearing Tom's hoodie. Tord was dreaming about Tom. They both were in a field chasing each other. They were happy and laughing. They ran up to a tree and stood underneath it.

Tord stared at Tom. The words stuck on his tongue.

"Tom, I love you." Tord smiled lovingly at him. However, Tom's expression turned from one of happiness to one of mockery.

"That's really funny, because I don't love you. I mean, who could ever love a traitor and a murderer?" He looked at Tord with an angry flame in his 'eyes'.

The words stung and echoed through his mind. Tord opened his eyes and he was in his bed, wearing Tom's hoodie. He soon found out he cried a bit in his sleep. The words stuck with him and he decided not to go back to sleep. Instead, he walked out of his room into the Living Room.

He got there and was taken by surprise. Tom, the very man he had just dreamed about, was sitting on the couch and staring at the blank screen of the TV.

"I didn't realize you were out here, Jehovah." Tord watched as Tom turned to look at him, he was also surprised.

"O-oh yeah, I didn't know you were gonna come down here."

Something was off about Tom, he never stutters. Nevertheless, Tord walked to the couch.

"Is it ok if I sit here?" He looked at the other hoping this wouldn't turn out bad, a.k.a. awkward.

"Yeah, it's fine." Tom scooted over a bit so Tord could have some room.

After a few minutes, Tord decided to break the silence.

"Is everything alright? You look like there is something bothering you." He looked at Tom with concerned eyes.

"It's nothing. I just had a uh, bad dream." Tom glanced at Tord.

"Don't worry, I had a bad dream also." Tord had a small smile, and Tom couldn't help but to smile back.

They sat there and talked about small, random stuff. Tord then saw that this was the perfect opportunity to tell Tom his feelings!

"Hey, Tom?"

"Yeah Tord? What is it?" Tom's 'eyes' sparked with curiosity.

The words sat in the back of his throat. Tord was also afraid that if he confessed, his dream would become a reality. But he wanted to tell him!

"W-well I, I uh...." , this was harder than he thought. He tried to tell him but Tord kept tripping over his words, until he took a deep breath and said what he had been feeling all this time.

"I love you, damn it!" Tord buried his face in his hands and closed his eyes, him full on blushing.

Tom's 'eyes' widened as the words processed in his head. As he realized exactly what Tord had just said, he started to blush himself. Could it be that Tord didn't hate him? That he actually loves him? Tom thought about this for a few moments until he realized it. He realized that he loved Tord, also.

"I uh, I love you, too."

Tord uncovered his face and stared at him in disbelief.

"Really? Prove it."

"Ok, can you come a little closer?" Tord was a bit confused by that, but obeyed. Once he did though, Tom grabbed him and they kissed.

Tord's eyes widened while Tom's were closed. After a few seconds, even though it felt like an eternity, they pulled away. Then, Tord grabbed Tom's shirt collar and pulled him in a more passionate kiss. Tom joyously kissed back. Soon enough, they began french kissing.

Tom thought that Tord tasted like strawberries and absolutely loved it. Tord, on the other hand, thought Tom tasted like pineapples. Tom explored Tord's mouth, making him moan in pleasure. They pulled away for air, leaving only a string of saliva connecting the two. Good thing that Edd and Matt were asleep and that it was the middle of the night.

Just then Tom got an idea, since Tord was smaller he picked him up bridal style with a smirk on his face. That earned him an "Eek!" from Tord. He chuckled and brought Tord to his bedroom, setting him down on the bed. He then locked his door, and I think you can figure out the rest.

The end