No One's P.O.V

Tom took a deep breath before walking inside his fiance's working place. Chanting to himself that it'll all be alright since he already informed his fiance about why he's gonna be busy... Not all information.

Last night he stayed up a bit late since he was waiting for Tord to message him. If they were gonna meet up somewhere or if they were going to meet up at a certain time.

Nothing came. To his disappointment. Because of that he didn't save Tord's number since he thought that it was just a stupid prank.

Tord liked playing pranks.

Yet here he was, refusing to go with Zion to his show because he has a 'friend' to help.

Tom took an elevator to the 9th floor and then got off. His mind was off to no where. He was starting to doze off even though... He was very worried of something... He snapped back awake again.

He brought his palm up to his face, "Why am I getting nervous? I'm just gonna wish Busy Bee good luck..." Tom mumbled to himself. He is trying to busy his mind with Zion but his mind would always go back to Tord.

Seeing the face of Tord made him even more curious as to what had happened to him when he left.

Just thinking about it still breaks Tom's heart.

Suddenly Tom felt a tap on his shoulder, Tom turned around and there stood Mark, "Hey there Tom, are you here for Zi's show?" Mark asked.

Tom felt even more nervous, "Oh.. No. I'm just gonna wish him luck then I'm on my way..."

Mark tilted his head to the side, why was Tom acting all suspicious?

"Okay? Well you're just in time we were about to leave. We were supposed to leave 10 minutes earlier but he didn't want to unless he gets to see you.

He's in the dressing room. Please get him out, he's acting like a dog again. Won't leave without it's owner." Mark chuckled as he started walking away.

Tom sighed in relief before walking to the dressing room. When he opened the door, he saw no one inside. Instead he was greeted with someone holding on to his waist from the back.

He wanted to turn around to look at the owner of the toned arms when a voice spoke, "I thought you weren't coming.."

Tom's nervousness suddenly melted away when he heard the sweet and husky voice of his fiance. It was relaxing..

"Busy Bee, Your glasses."

"I'm wearing contacts now."

"O-Ohh--" Tom felt Zion's hug tightened on his waist.

Tom sighed in defeat, relief, "I'm here now. But I'm leaving after this." Tom said, Zion nuzzled onto Tom, softly inhaling and loving the scent of his beloved.

Zion nodded slowly, "Okay, just make sure you won't get hurt. If you need any help you can call me anytime."

Tom's heart skipped a beat. Why is he like this? Tom could feel that Zion trusts him with all his heart. Tom trusts Zion as well... But why is it that he can't tell Zion the truth?

"I hate you."

Zion's felt his heart stung a little, "Pardon?" he asked, trying to sound as casual as ever.

"I really don't deserve you." Tom mumbled as he turned to face Zion, still not breaking the hug.

"You're wrong. I am the one don't deserve you. But I'll make sure that I'll be worthy of you..." Zion said as he leaned in to Tom and pecked his forehead.

"I don't want to see tears from you again."

Tom buried his face on Zion's chest. What does he do in this situation? Why does he feel guilty?

Zion soon pulled away,

"I have to get going to my show, Boss. Call me if you get home or if you just feel like it. I would love to hear your voice anytime of the day and the next 2 days since you said that you were gonna be busy with helping your friend.

I won't interfere... So just be safe okay?"

Zion asked as he stared at Tom, waiting for him to answer. Tom stared back, Zion was wearing navy blue contacts and his pupils were dilated just like Tord's. He didn't know why but he felt butterflies.

Tom felt a blush creep on his cheeks, he lowered his head and nodded.

Zion was too handsome and too kind for him. It was starting to feel embarrassing for his part.

Zion smiled, 'How cute~' he thought before his manager called him from a room away and telling him to get in the car ASAP. Zion left a peck on Tom's cheek before bidding his lover farewell.

When Zion was out of sight, Tom still stood in his place. Smiling to himself like the idiot he was. Cheeks were still flushed red.

When suddenly the phone rung. He jolted up in surprise, taking out his phone from his pocket.

There was a text from an Unknown Number

"Where are you?

I'm outside your fiance's work place.

Can you come down now? Don't tell me you're also gonna take long like your model boyfriend."

Tom with widened eyes raced down to the stairs since waiting for an elevator was a bit bothersome.

When he got outside he saw a black van parked in front of the gate, 'Did Zion and the others already leave?' he thought before he got a new message again.

He looked down and read,

"Yeah, That black van's mine. Just come."

Tom looked up to the van again and there he saw Tord with shades on. He sighed, "great. How did he even know who and where my fiance was working?" he mumbled.

Tom quickly ran to the van where he was greeted with a very unsatisfied looking Tord. Tord was also tapping his foot on the groud like he was mad or something.

"What?" Tom asked,

"'What?'?! 'WHAT?'?! WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG?!" Tord suddenly yelled, Tom stepped back. He didn't know why Tord was getting mad all of the sudden.

"I was with my fiance and--"

"TO HELL WITH THAT! YOU WERE SUPPOSE TO MEET UP WITH ME!"

This is what Tom hated about Tord. He has anger issues. He understood that having a job was tiring but you still have to control your feelings before you take it out on someone who's innocent.

'He is different from Zion.'

Tom scoffed, "What?! You came by without a warning! I didn't even know what time because you never set up a time or a place to meet yesterday! And you've got the fucking guts to yell at me like you're some kind of a fucking Boss?!" Tom finished and then he started to pant.

Been a long time since he yelled at someone.

Tord stared at him, he was indeed a beautiful young man with a feminine face and body. Tord felt his eyes and heart softened.

"Hello?!"

Tord snapped back to reality when Tom snapped his finger in front of his face.

"You know what, if you're gonna be like this, I'd rather be in my Fiance's show right now!" Tom started to walk away when suddenly a hand tugged on to his sleeve.

He turned to Tord again, he didn't notice the pained look on Tord's face since he was wearing shades.

"You're right. It was my mistake. I'm sorry. Please don't leave me."

Tom flinched, "What?" He asked, Tord then realized what he had just said, he quickly let go of Tom's sleeves.

"I mean don't leave yet. You're still gonna help me with this stupid family dinner date. You HAVE to help me. No. You ARE going to help me." Tord said with the most formal voice and tone he could muster.

He pulled Tom by his hand and pushed him inside the van's backseat then he got in the driver's seat then drove away from the building.

Tord got sick of just looking at it.

Tom glanced at Tord, 'what the hell's up with him?' Tom thought, He couldn't see Tord's eyes since he was wearing shades and it'd be weird for him to ask him to take it off.

He also didn't want to bare with Tord's stare. So he just didn't mind it.

He looked at the road and glanced at Tord once again. He stared at Tord's melted face. Feeling a sudden guilt inside him. He just tore his eyes away from Tord thinking to himself, 'Just.. What happened to you?...'

Suddenly his phone started ringing. He took out his phone from his pocket and turned it on. it was a message from Zion.

He smiled as he opened it. Soon the van was filled with Tom's soft giggles. His cheeks were getting flushed again and his smile was growing wider and wider unconsciously.

He didn't even notice the stare that Tord was giving him behind the shades.