No One's P.O.V

Tord sat on the couch while staring blankly at the TV. His roomates, Paul and Patryk were trying to get him to talk since earlier but he just kept his mouth shut.

The two soon decided it was useless to make the person talk about something they're still thinking deeply about.

So they're just constantly checking up on their friend. Checking if Tord was still in front of the TV. Which would always turn out to be right.

"Should we talk to him? He's been like this since he got home yesterday afternoon. He hasn't eaten the bacon I cooked for him today AND yesterday." Patryk whispered to his partner as he scratched his forehead in a worried matter.

Paul only stares at Tord as he pulls out the cigarette that was hanging from his mouth and blow out the smoke.

They were hiding by the living room's doorway. Still arguing if they should make their friend talk or just leave him be.

He turns to his partner and shook his head, "I'm afraid he'll snap if we do. Let's just leave him be for now. This mission is quite difficult. Especially because his Ex is involved." he said calmly with his firm voice.

"What?! He's NOT EATING, PAUL!" Patryk almost yelled but he immediately collected himself by the last second his voice started raising.

"He's not a kid anymore. He has a well-built body. He had completed millions of more dangerous missions before this. I don't see why we should be worried." Paul replied as he puts the tip of the cigarette back inside his mouth.

Patryk face palmed in frustration making the other stare and chuckle.

Patryk paused as he looked at his partner, confused as to why Paul chuckled so suddenly, "Is this seriously a joke for you?!" Patryk whispered in frustration.

"Nah, I just now understand why Edd has been calling you 'Mom' for fun."

With that Patryk felt a huge blush spread across his cheeks. He turned to the other way while covering his face with his hands.

"I hate you.."

"Hate me or not. I'm still your partner and you're still mine." Paul smirked making the other blush 50 shades of red.

Suddenly the two heard a loud annoyed groan, "You know... I can hear your flirting from here." a Norwegian voice said in annoyance.

The two poked their heads inside the living room and saw Tord's head turned towards them while wearing a 'disgusted' expression.

"Again. We're not eating each other out here in the hallway." Paul spoke, earning a light slap on the arm from his blushing partner. Tord rolled his eyes, "Heard that excuse a few times before. You guys basically traumatized Edd." he spat before facing back to the TV.

Paul turned to Patryk, realizing how red Patryk was made him smile.

"You're an idiot." Patryk hissed before walking over to the couch and sat beside Tord. Soon Paul followed after him and sat on the other couch beside Tord's.

Tord didn't spare a glance at them and just continued to stare at the TV, even though nothing was on. It was just static.

"So... I'm guessing you had sex with him?"

"for nøkler skyld!" Tord yelled, punching the small table in front of him. Almost breaking it in half.

"TORD! LANGUAGE!" Patryk scolded the Norwegian.

"Yep. Better just let it out now with us than taking it out on other people." Paul suggests,

Patryk was about to scold Paul when Tord let out a groan. The two stared at their lovesick friend. Looking at Tord being so frustrated and annoyed. 

"That guy.. He's really getting attached to Tom, huh?" Patryk asked earning a glare from the younger.

Patryk sighed as he glanced at Paul before looking back at Tord, "Tord... You know... There's no specific time and date that you have to follow to capture the person. If you must remember." Patryk said as he pats Tord's shoulder.

"No, I hated how that thing is getting so close with Tom. I hated every inch of him. I wanted to tear him apart as soon as he lays his fingers on Tom." Tord spat with all the hate he had for Tom's 'Fiance'.

"I mean... I am still wondering how that thing got out of it's cage. But still, I think it's okay.. since he isn't hurting anyone.. for that matter..." Patryk said before his hand was shoved away by Tord.

"That THING, IS GONNA HURT TOM EVEN MORE!" Tord spat as he pulls Patryk by the collar. This made Paul mad and pulled Tord by his hair and made the younger turn to him.

"The boss trusted you with this mission. Don't go off and kill one of your mates for it. We were sent here with you to help you if you couldn't do it by yourself.

And because of that disrespect. We'll be taking over the mission ourselves. That way it'll be easier." Paul spat with venom as he glares at Tord. The younger started to calm down and has now learned from his rash actions and relaxed himself.

"If you'll do it. Tom will be even more confused when he--"

"Yes. But that's not my problem anymore."

Patryk stayed quiet as he lowered his head, not wanting to speak because it might worsen the situation. Tord realized how wrong his actions were that he had to raise his hands up and plea to his own friend,

"Please don't take this mission away from me Paul. I beg of you."

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"Tom?" Zion called out as Tom threw his luggage on to the floor and pulled him to the bedroom. Zion was about to call out to Tom again when he was thrown on the bed.

Tom then started taking off his hoodie and unbuckling his belt. Zion's heart rose making his chest feel a sudden pain. He was about to get up but Tom crawled on top of him.

They were now inside a motel that was a quick taxi drive from the airport. Zion didn't know why Tom brought them there. But he still went because he thought that Tom had some things to dicuss.

He wasn't expecting this...

Zion's sweat dropped when he saw how Tom was so steamy and somehow... Needy.

"What's wrong? Why are you acting like thi--" Zion's words were cut off when Tom took off the turtle neck he was wearing.

The bite marks and hickeys were now all visible to his Fiance. Tom looked at how Zion's eyes widen when he saw how dirty Tom was.

"T-tom.."

Then he started to cry.

"I'm sorry I let someone else touch me..." Tom apologized before he went pulled up Zion's turtle neck.

"Wait--Thomas! Don't-" Zion protests while Tom was struggling to take off his turtle neck. Suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his chest making himself weak. With that Tom successfully took off what he was wearing.

Tom saw a line of numbers tattooed onto Zion's side neck's skin. 2691514...

Tom never knew that Zion was into tattoos or if he even had one. But his mind was too foggy to care as tears kept on rolling down his cheeks. He felt so guilty and embarrassed.

He hated it.

"Thomas!" Zion called out as he looks at Tom and covered his exposed neck.

Zion stared at Tom with widened eyes. He was frozen, confused, angry, sad... He didn't know what he was feeling anymore.

Zion slowly reached up to caress Tom's cheeks gently, "Tom.."

"Please touch me..." Tom begged as he grabbed Zion's hands and let it touch his body. He shivered from Zion's warm touch.

"Tom.. Wait..." Zion spoke softly as he tries to pull his hands away. When he was able to retrieve his hands back he sat up and looked at Tom.

"Do you hate me now?" Tom asked, crying even more.

"No, no. I don't--"

"Is it because I'm disgusting?" Tom cries as he covers his face with his hands.

"Tom--" Zion calls out as he was about to reach Tom's cheeks but Tom cried even louder.

"I'm sorry. Please don't leave me. I'm scared of being left alone again." Tom begged as he looked at Zion. He was crying and a mess.

"Tom it's--" Zion was cut off when Tom suddenly leaned down and kissed him. Zion pushed Tom away gently,

"Tom.. Listen. This has to stop--"

"Please don't leave me." Tom said before he passed out on Zion's shoulder.

Zion didn't move for a moment.. He was still processing what just happened. When he heard light snors from the brit.

Zion slowly and gently laid Tom on the bed.

He stared at Tom, admiring his relaxed face. He then gently wiped the tears that was stained onto Tom's soft cheeks. It made his chest ache once again.

He felt bad for the brit. Sure he was angry about someone touching Tom... But should he really be?

Zion sat up and moved beside Tom's sleeping body before playing with his hair. He slowly reached on his neck, touching the numbers that was burnt on his neck. He stared at the brit lovingly before leaning down to Tom's ear,

"I'm sorry. I already told you... I'm a bad person." Zion whispered into Tom's ear before his phone rang.

A/N

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