No One's P.O.V

Tord looked over to Tom as he was changing his clothes in an abnormal manner. It was as if like he was getting chased by something.

Looking at him made Tord feel paranoid. They were now inside Tom's home. In Tom's room as he was changing his clothes to go to the dinner date.

Tord tried talking Tom out of it. But Tom really wanted to go. Tord didn't know if he wanted to go just to forget the past events that had happened or if he just wanted his deal with Tord to be over.

Nonetheless, Tord didn't like how Tom was acting.

"Thomas--"

"I'm fine." the Brit interrupted before he hissed out of pain when he accidently brush his clothing on the wound on his arm.

It was bleeding a lot.

Tom's hissing sound was enough to make Tord stood up with a worried expression. Tord was about to go to his aid but Tom rose his hand up, stopping Tord from walking closer.

"I can handle it." was the only thing Tom said before he made his way to the bathroom. Tord couldn't help but trail behind the brit and just stood beside the little crack on the door since Tom didn't close it all the way.

Tord had his arms crossed over his head as he listened to Tom's soft sobs. He gently rested his head on the wall as he closed his eyes and listened in silence.

Meanwhile Tom was looking at himself in the mirror.

Brushing his fingers on the hickeys and bite marks Tord left on him before poking the open wound on his arm. He tried so hard to hold his whimpers as he splashed some water on his wound.

Tom had enough of everything. He felt tired and he felt like he was nothing but a toy. A toy that can be left broken after someone played around with it.

Anger soon rose within him. He thought about the moments where he had spent with Zion. All the "I love you's" and the "I hate you's" were all making him remember how many times he actually felt safe with Zion.

Tom was already crying but seeing his ring on his finger made him cry even more. He felt like he was missing something.

He grew guilty of thinking of the things he had hid behind his own "Fiance's" back. Tom looks back in the mirror and stares at the hickeys and bite marks.

He didn't know what to feel about it.

Soon he thought of the things Zion had done to him. How he was so sweet and caring. How he was willing to stop everything in his schedule for Tom.

'Was that all an act?' Tom thought as he finally looks at his own sad and tired eyes.

'Did he do all that just to get close to me and eat my skin?' Tom thought to himself again before he was brought back to a certain memory that happened a long time ago.

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"I may have to move." Tom said as he stirred his coffee with a tablespoon gently. Zion whipped his head to Tom's direction as he was washing dishes.

They were inside Zion's house since Tom didn't want to go 'home' yet. In addition, It was also raining cats and dogs outside which what made Zion decide that Tom should just stay over for the night.

Just earlier Zion offered Tom a ride butTom refused, saying he might need time to think and he didn't want to decide for himself.

"You may need to... Move?" Zion asked as he runs the water on the plate that was full of soap.

Tom took a sip of his coffee and nodded, "Yeah, I think my apartment is too big for me." he replied. Tom felt a slight pang in his heart.

Though knowing why he felt it, Tom decided it was stupid to think about it.

"But didn't you say that it was the apartment your mother picked for you?"  Zion asked which made Tom slightly feel annoyed.

"Zi, I told you to never mention her again." Tom hissed,

"Right.. Sorry.."

"It was also the apartment my Ex and I lived in. I didn't like living there anymore because of that." Tom replied almost instantly.

Zion felt his eyebrow twitch as he felt his hand clench while still holding the plate.

It cracked.

The sudden crack made Zion panic so he threw the plate in the trash bin silently.

"I-I see... So that's why you wanted to.."

"Yeah.. Well I do want your opinion on it."

Zion wiped his hand on a clean cloth before he made his way to Tom. Sitting beside the Brit as he crossed his arms.

"In my opinion... I think what you think is best for you is a better choice. Moving out or staying. Wherever you're happy and safe is what's important." Zion said as he gently played with Tom's hair.

Tom softly let his head fall on to Zion's shoulder as he closed his eyes and relaxed.

"Alright. I'll move out."

Zion chuckled, "If you need help I can--"

"Yeah, yeah, your help is always appreciated Busy Bee." Tom cooed softly as he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Zion stared down at Tom's figure. He felt something growling inside of him. His stomach growled loudly. It made Tom snap his head towards Zion, "Ya getting hungry?"

Zion with a blushing face shook his head, "No. I'm full." The other said. Tom stared at his boyfriend before crossing his arms and rising his eyebrows.

"I just realized... I've never seen you eat before. Whenever we go out it's always just me eating while you sit and watch. Even though you were wearing a disguise I KNOW you have a stupid grin on your face.

Are you like... doing some kind of a deadly diet?" Tom asked,

Zion had his mouth slightly open before he shook his head again, "I am doing a... water fast..."

"WATER FAST?! YOU'RE DOING THAT DIET FOR MONTHS NOW?!?" Tom shouted as his eyes widen in shock. He didn't know about this until now. He knew some models go into diet to keep their shape.

But he didn't knew it can be THAT dangerous.

Zion scratched his nape as he felt kind of nervous about actually 'lying'to his boyfriend,

"Yeah, but I'm used to this diet."

"But--"

"Nevermind about me. I'm doing fine. Let's talk more about you moving out and maybe make a plan for it."

Tom thought that Zion was acting suspicious but seeing the gentle smile on Zion's face made him forget about it.

"Alright then." Tom sighed in defeat before he noticed that Zion was staring at him. Eyeing him head to toe. He felt chills.

"Zi?.." Tom called out in a nervous tone.

"You don't know how much I love you." Zion suddenly said before he nuzzled his head on to Tom's hair making the other broke into giggles.

"Fucking stop! You're acting like a dog!"

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Tom broke down crying even more while holding in the loud sobs. He had his hand over his mouth to cover his whimpers.

When suddenly he took a glance at the ring on his finger once again.

He suddenly felt angry.

Tom took the ring off and threw it inside the sink hole by anger.

'I don't need this ring anymore.' Tom thought to himself. Soon he suddenly snapped out of the anger and peeked into the sink hole.

"No, no, no, no." Tom murmured as he realized what he had done.

his murmurs soon turned into yelling as he was using his fingers to try to find the ring inside and scoop it out.

He didn't feel anything.

Tord still had his body rested on the wall beside the bathroom door. Arguing to himself if he should go in and comfort Tom when suddenly he heard the elder scream.

"NO!"

With that Tord burst the door open, "THOMAS WHAT HAPPENED?!!" he yelled as his eyes land on Tom. Seeing Tom who was searching something inside the sink hole while crying.

"Thomas?" Tord called out as he walked closer to Tom. But Tom shoved him away, "I THREW IT IN! I CAN'T FIND IT!!! WHAT THE FUCK!" the Brit yelled.

Tord noticed how paranoid Tom was acting right now and it made him even more worried, "Thomas." he called out but Tom still didn't respond and kept on reaching for something inside the sink hole with his fingers.

"Thomas." Tord called out again but Tom still didn't bother to listen. Tord saw how Tom was already sweating while tears kept on staining his face. He was getting messier.

"THOMAS!!" Tord yelled which made Tom jump in surprise. He finally looked at Tord and he was shaking.

It made Tord froze, Tom looked like a lost child.

Tom looked like the 'Tom' that was breaking down when Tord left him.

"T-thomas.. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to yell.." Tord softly apologized as he slowly walk his way to Tom.

Tom was mounted on the ground while still shaking, "I threw the ring inside the sink hole..." he said softly as he slowly brought his dirty hand to his lips.

"Thomas, your hands are dirty--"

"I didn't mean to.." Tom whispered before he finally broke down on the ground crying while calling out Zion's name like his life depended on it.

Tord was left frozen to where he stood. He couldn't move nor speak. He didn't know what to do at a time like this.

But seeing Tom in a painful state made Tord remember the last glance he took from Tom when he left. This was exactly the same. With Tom on the ground in tears while calling out to his name.

Then Tord felt like he was about to cry as well but he bit his lips and clenched his fists saying, "I'm sorry."

(A/N

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