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No One's P.O.V

Tord and Tom looked up to Tafira.

Tom raised his eyebrows in surprise,

"Auntie Rosy?"

Tafira looked down to the person beside her with a quite confused face. Tord and Tom wore the same confused expressions, looking at each other from time to time.

"Ah! Thomas darling. Nice meeting you here." Autie Rosy greeted and smiled at the Brit who seemed to be almost crying.

Tom stood up and hugged the old lady gently, "Why are you here?" he asked as he pulled away. Tord leaned a little closer to Tom, listening to what the old lady has to say.

Auntie Rosy smiled again,

"My doctor wanted me to come with her." she replied as she gestured to Tafira who had her arms crossed and her eyebrows frowned.

"You know Thomas, Mrs. Abajo?" Tafira asked as she lowered herself a bit for the old lady. Auntie Rosy nodded almost immediately, "Yes, this young man works at the Home for the Aged that I'm currently staying at."

Tafira looks at Tom before glancing at her brother, "Ah, I see."

Tom kneeled in front of Auntie Rosy and takes her hand, "You're her patient? Why? What's wrong? Why didn't you tell me? We could have brought you to a doctor as soon as possible.. " Tom said trying to muster his most casual voice when really, he is really sad for his dear friend.

Auntie Rosy pats his head gently, "It's a severe heart disease.. But I'm still getting a treatment to be cured. And I didn't tell you because I don't want to get in the way of your busy schedule." she replied before she caught a glance of Tord.

Her smile immediately disappeared and turned into an annoyed one, "Oh, It's you."

Upon hearing what Auntie Rosy's call, Tord immediately felt annoyed, "One and only." Tord teased as he spreads his arms open showing his pride.

The old woman clicked her tongue, "Why are you here?" Auntie Rosy asked before looking at Tom then to Tafira.

"Why IS he here?" she asked emphasizing every word as she pointed at Tord who was acting as if he was a little angel.

"He's my little brother, Mrs. Abajo." Tafira answered, giving the old lady one of her sweet smiles.

Auntie Rosy who was beyond confused at this point looked at Tom for answers.

"Well.." Tom started, he turns to look at Tord. Tord gave him his usual unreadable expression,

"We're actually... On a date together.." Tom lied.

Auntie Rosy's mouth immediately flew open as she pointed to Tord then back to Tom then vice-versa again.

"Are you cheating on your fi--"

"LET'S TAKE A SIT NOW SHALL WE?" Tom interrupted as he pulled Auntie Rosy gently to the table and helped her sit down on a chair. The old woman narrowed her eyes at Tord, who only gave her an 'innocent' smile.

With that Tom and Tafira sat down with confused looks on their faces. Auntie Rosy gave Tord the 'I.am.watching.you' gesture. The Norwegian smirked annoyingly.

The other two was only watching the ongoing silent war between Tord and Auntie Rosy and finally, Tafira decided that she had enough.

"So, now that we're all here. Let's get down to business." Tafira said as she clapped her hands gaining the attention of the three.

She then leaned to Tom with a smile, "How have are you guys been doing?" She asked Tom. He instantly felt his heart about to burst, his palms started to sweat and he's starting to lose his composure.

He didn't noticed Tord's longing stare.

"I.. I.. Well... We've been great!" He lied as he forced a smile.

Tafira nodded, "Good, good. Still going on dates and stuff?"

Auntie Rosy physically and almost immediately looked at Tom with widened eyes. Tom noticed this but decided to go with the flow.

"Well.. Yeah."

"We always go on dates." Tord spoke, Tafira glanced at Tord then to Tom again.

"Well of course, you have been dating for almost about.. How many years?" Tafira asked as she looked up to the ceiling and think.

Auntie Rosy kept her eyes at Tom who had his head hung low, she was confused and a little hurt. Same goes for Tom, he didn't know why but he suddenly felt his heart ache for a bit.

Tord interrupted the silence with a genuine chuckle, "6 years. We've been together for 6 years now."

Tom immediately shot his head up to Tord.

'We've only been in a relationship for 3 years... Did he actually include the 3 years that we've been separated?'

"Oohh, that's a pretty long time. I mean, my relationships couldn't even last for a month." Tafira chuckled as she looks at Tom who was forcing a chuckle.

Tafira then caught a glance at the ring on Tom's hand. Her eyes slightly widened, "Are you actually engaged? Or is that just for fashion?" she asked, pointing at Tom's ring.

Tord and Tom met eyes, Tom seemed to be getting worried while Tord remained calm and steady. Tord held Tom's hand under the table and squeezed it fairly tight.

Tord nodded, "Yes, we are." he answered earning a very confused glare from Auntie Rosy. The old lady was now even more confused and even more hurt.

Tafira giggled before turning to Tord, "So when are you planning to... You know..?? Get married?"

"WHAT?!" Auntie Rosy shouted, slamming her hands on the table. Which made her palms turn bright red.

Everyone stopped and look at the old lady, asking her if she was alright. Tom immediately apologized to them saying that she was just not feeling well. The people then turned back and went back to their business.

Tafira gently pulled the old lady to sit her down as she was panting really hard, "Calm down Mrs. Abajo. It might make your condition worse. Is there something wrong?"

Tom held Auntie Rosy's hand, "Auntie Rosy?" he spoke, the old lady looked at him with an confused look.

"What is the meaning of this?" she asked, glaring at Tord who only stayed quiet the whole scene.

"Auntie Rosy list--"

"No, I won't unless I get the truth." She interrupted, glaring at Tord then looking at Tom.

"Are you cheating?" she asked Tom who jolted up a bit. He looked hurt when the old lady looked at him with sad eyes.

"Mrs. Abajo?" Tafira called out as she also reached for her hand. Caressing it gently in attempt to calm her down.

Suddenly she smiled as turned to Tafira, "I'm sorry, doc. It's just surprising of you to think that Thomas here is engaged to him." she said, earning a confused look from Tafira.

Tom was about to stand up to stop her from saying anything any further when Tord only held him in place by squeezing his hand tighter without looking at him.

"What do you mean, Mrs. Abajo?" Tafira asked as she glanced at Tom then to Tord.

Auntie Rosy glares Tord, "That ring belongs to Zion. The person who is truly engaged to Thomas."

Tafira with even more widened eyes, turns to Tom. Looking at him then his ring before turning to Tord, "Is that true?"

None of the two answered.

"Were you lying to me this whole fucking time?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~with Zion~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"The plane is already here. We should get going Zi." Jon said as he walks over to Zion and Mark.

Zion nodded as he smiled, "Alright." he replied before Jon walked away bringing some bags.

Zion bowed to Mark before turning away until Mark held his wrist, "Zi, be careful okay?"

Zion turned to Mark, "Relax, Mark. I'll only be away for like two days then I'll get back as soon as possible." he reassured his manager who relaxed physically.

He didn't want his friend to get hurt.

"Have you told your great great grandmother about this?" Mark asked, Zion shook his head.

"There's no need, she is already having her treatment right now."

"Then, I'll be keeping Tom safe here." a voice spoke from behind Mark. The two turned to the source of the voice.

"Eduardo?"

Eduardo walked closer to the two with his hands inside his hoodie pocket. He nodded slightly at Zion, "Be fucking careful out there. Come back here alive and not a corpse."

"Really?" Zion chuckled,

"Yep. Also where's Jon?" Eduardo asked as he turned his head left to right, looking for Jon.

"He's already on board." Mark replied, looking at Eduardo with a smirk on his face.  Eduardo's happy expression immediately turns to a slight frown.

Zion and Mark laughed at him, "Can't you just ask him out already?" the two said in unison.

"Shut up and just get to your fucking plane already Zi."

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