Tom's P.O.V

Tord let out a groan as he threw his pen down and dramatically threw back his head, causing me to jump and draw out a scribbled black line across the signature line, "Toooord!" I cried out and looked up, "I have to turn this into the cities auditorium director! And you just messed it up!"

Not moving from his current slouched position, Tord merely raised his hand and waved me off, "Oh shush... You're fine. It's on the signature line. Looked like you just scribbled your last name." I narrowed my eyes at Tord, mentally throwing dagger at him. He looked down his nose at me and a smirk curled at his lips, "Now don't get worked up over nothing. Your nose scrunches up and you get red. It makes you look more cute than threatening."

I let out a huff and looked back down at my papers, "Whatever..."

Tord sighed and I heard him get up from his seat. I felt weight being pushed on to me as Tord leaned on my shoulder, "Sorry Tom. I didn't mean to scare you and mess up your signature." He drawled out and rested his chin on the crown of my head. I smile tugged on my lips at Tord's need for attention, but I still didn't respond to the him.

Not liking my silence, Tord wrapped his arms around me. Moving his chin from my head and burying his face against my neck, "Tom I said sorry..."

"Yeah you did. But you don't mean it." I hummed. It's not like I'm pissed about it or anything. I'm just upset it happened. I just like to give Tord a hard time.

"But I am though..." Tord grumbled, "Are you done yet?"

Rolling my black eyes I gently nudged Tord's torso with my elbow, "Get off me and apologize properly before I take my sweet ass time finishing these like 2 papers."

"Are you serious?" Tord sighed in a peeved manner, "Fine then..."

He spun my chair to face him and took my chin in his hand and forced me to look up at him. Raising an eyebrow, I gave Tord a bored look, "I'm sorry for messing you up. I understand that the process of making the community orchestra hard and stressful. I also understand that it is important to you. I know you want to make something great and I'm sorry if I messed up something big for you."

"Hmmm..." A faint smirk played at my lips. So faint it was near invisible, "Don't believe you." I turned my chair back to my papers, holding back a chuckle at Tord's exasperated gasp at my easy dismissal of his apology.

Tord spun my chair back around with enough force, I gripped the arms of the chair in fear of the chair tipping over, "What the fuck man? I did what you asked me to! And I meant it! I know you are working hard for this so what's with the calling bullshit on me?!"

I gulped and kept my eyes low in submission. Not sure why I felt the need to do it, but it felt like the right thing to do, "I'm sorry..." My grip not easing on the armrests. This took a sudden turn I was not expecting nor did I want.

"What the fuck are you sorry for?!" Tord yelled. He didn't sound mad. Annoyed? Yeah he did but not a hint of anger was in his voice, yet it still frightened me.

Flinching at his words, my hands started to go white for how hard I was gripping the chair, "For pushing your buttons..." My voice came out as a shaky whisper, "Making you think I was actually upset..."

Tord took a deep breath, "You're a real big fucking idiot sometimes you know..." I tensed when Tord placed his hand on my head. Waiting for him to yank my hair, I shut my eyes tightly. Instead his fingers tangled into my hair, slightly pushing my head back so I was looking up at him. Cracking an eye open to see Tord looking down at me with frown. The sight made me want to run into a corner and cry so I kept my eyes low to keep from coming into contact with his, "Why are you shaking, min elskede?"

"Sorry..." I murmured, my grip loosening from the armrests and hesitantly wrapped my arms around Tord's torso.

Shocked from my action, Tord slowly placed his arms around me and rubbed my back, "It's fine...? You're not in trouble...?" He said slowly and as questions like he wasn't sure what to say. I nodded against Tord's stomach, his body's warmth putting me at ease. My anxiety of him being upset with me slowly fading, "Okay we should head back home... It's getting late..." Tord let go of me and I let out an audible whimper from the loss of contact.

I blushed at the noise that just left my mouth. Tord snorted a soft smile painted at his lips, "Did you just... Whimper? Oh my God..." he laughed quietly. Looking down in shame I slowly stood and lifted my arms. Tord's laughed died down at my action and his amused look turned into a questioning one, "What are you doing...?" My cheeks burned red as I looked at my feet. I made grabby hands at him and Tord made an 'ah' sound as he finally understood what I wanted. Leaning down slightly, Tord allowed me to wrap my arms around his neck and he swept me up into a bridal style.

Snuggling my face against Tord's shoulder, I let out quiet purrs, happy for the contact again, "Hmmm... Care to explain Tom...?" Tord asked as his rocked me in his arms as if I was an infant.

I gave a light shrug, "You were mad at me..."

"I wasn't mad, but that still doesn't explain much..." Tord grumbled.

Sighing, I snuggled closer into Tord's shoulder, "You were mad at me." I stated again because that's what I perceived his emotions as. "I made you mad at me. I need to make sure you still want me... No body wants a dysfunctional omega. I am supposed to be a good boy... Be no trouble. Make my alpha happy. Not mad." Tord listened to me quietly, "I just... It's just... I got scared... Scared you'd leave me... I've... I've never had an alpha... It's all new to me... I don't know how to act... I didn't have anyone to tell me what's right and wrong... I don't know how to make an alpha happy... We've haven't mated... But I just know... That's loosing an alpha makes the omega look dysfunctional making me untrainable... Unfit... Tainted... Unmateable..."

"Thomas... You're rambling..." Tord pressed his lips to my forehead, "So little monster you makes you feel like you made a grave mistake." Letting out a sigh, Tord held me closer to his chest, "Well you didn't do a single thing wrong min elskede. If anything I'm at fault here for raising my voice at you. If I scared you that bad without truly being upset, I suppose I should take some anger management classes..."

Looking up from Tord's chest, I shook my head, "Honestly Tord, I don't care if you take classes or not. It's really not my decision to make for you. I have my issues that I don't like to acknowledge and you have issues you don't like to acknowledge." Resting my head back against Tord's chest, I snuggled my cheek against the fabric, "I can give you my opinions, but in the end I'm merely just playing a factor in your decision."

"But... I don't want to scare you again..." Tord mumbled out, "I want you to feel safe with me... And that's not going to happen if I get ticked off so easily."

I shrugged, "True..." Clicking my tongue, I tapped my fingers against Tord's back, "But I'm always going to feel scared, Tord. Scared of you or scared of others. Because it's in my nature to please you. So if I feel like I fail to do so, I will be scared that you'll do something about it even though you say otherwise...."

Glancing up at Tord from his silence, I looked at his furrowed brows like he was upset with something. Letting out I soft sigh my tightened grip around his neck pulled his face closer to mine, "Look... Can we stop talking about it and go home?" I asked pulling Tord out of his thoughts. His face getting darker from our sudden closeness, "I don't want you to look too deep into this. If you are going to do something, I'd want you to do it for yourself rather than for me. Okay?"

Tord gave a slow nod and cleared his throat, "Yeah... We can head home now... But... No matter what choices I make... They are going to be made with you in mind... " Pressing his forehead against mine lightly, Tord kissed the tip of my nose, "Everything I do from here on out, is going to be for you, Tom... I'll take classes. I'll learn to control my anger. I'll keep you by my side without you having to fear me. That's a promise."

"If that's the case... Then the same applies to me..." I let out quiet purrs, "I'll do things to better myself. To be a more suitable partner for you..." Before Tord can make a counter argument, I shimmied out of Tord's arms and stood in front of his, hands clasped behind my back. Looking up with a closed eye smile Tord looked back down at me with confusion, "Don't worry, Tord. We will both do what we can to be better for ourselves. I'll do my best to meet your standards. I will be the perfect omega for you, alpha. The best out there. A good boy that will be obedient and submissive. Like what an omega is supposed to be."

"I..." Tord scratched his head, "Thomas, no..."

I felt my confidence drop. My shoulders slumped and my eyes met the floor, "Oh..."

"Tom... I don't want you to feel obligated to make me happy 24/7." Tord lifted my head to look at my face, "I get that's what you feel like what you need to do, but a friendly reminder that you are also human. And most relationships have ups and downs."

"But-" I tried to tell Tord that he was wrong.

Tord held a hand up to keep me from continuing. He looked me dead in the eyes, making me squirm from the intensity of them but I didn't dare look away. "I'm going to take classes to lower the severity of what our squabbles can do. I'm fully aware I lash out. I just don't want to end up hitting you. I don't want to make you cry because I yelled at you over something stupid like earlier. I just don't want to end up hurting you because I know one day I will end up doing something I would regret. I'll even see a doctor or something and get tested for any other physiological issues."

"Oh my Jehovah, Tord... You are making it sound like you're completely off your rocker...." I turned back to my desk and started to clean up, "But if that's what you feel like that's what needs to be done, then who am I to stop you? But honestly in the end.... You could probably beat me bloody and I'd still crawl back to you..." looking up, I could see Tord's shocked face through the reflection of my computer screen. I stared back at him through the reflection, "My monster has already taken a liking to you, and so have I... Once my next heat hits and you fully claim me as yours, no matter what you do to me I will never leave you. I physically can't. Not unless you die or willingly get rid of me. That's why I was hesitant to agreeing to you being my alpha... You asking to be my alpha is the equivalent of a marriage proposal..."

Breaking eye contact through the reflection, I felt Tord gently touch my cheek from behind. Shutting my eyes, I self consciously leaned into the warm touch, "Surprise surprise, Tord.... By saying yes I basically signed my life away to your care... So don't worry about hurting me. It's expected of me to take some kind of beatings for disobedience. So put me on my death bed... I'll still stand by your side. As an omega, it's my job to do all I can do to please you. Even if human me screams at my monster to stop, my instincts are stronger than anything else."

Tord took my shoulder and almost forced me to face him. He gripped my upper arms tightly as his eyes bore deep into mine, "By God, Thomas I'm not going to do something like that. You think the way you think because of your instincts, but I'm fully human and have fucking morals." I wiggled my shoulders to get him to loosen his grip but he only held onto them tighter. "I'm taking classes. I'm going to the doctors. That's my final decision. I'm not going to harm my God damn boyfriend because I know he won't leave me for it! That's fucking insane and inhumane!" With every sentence Tord's grip tightned. I let out a soft whimper of pain, but it was unheard by Tord's raging, "If you think I'm going to beat you, Then you are the fucking crazy one! I'm not going to hit you!"

"T-Tord..." I said in a soft whisper still trying to get out of his iron tight grip

"For fucks sake Thomas, I don't even get why you would even think I'll lay a hand on you that way!" He shook me and I squeaked, shutting my eyes tightly, "I am refusing to hurt you in any way! You fucking hear?!" When I didn't answer Tord shook me again, "Answer me!"

I let out a soft sob, "L-Let go... Please..."

Tord looked down at his hands, finally noticing just how hard he was gripping my arms. His knuckles pure white and the veins popping out slightly. Slowly letting go, Tord looked horrified by his self and by his actions, "I-I..." He looked at his hands with wide eyes and I wrapped my arms around my self, gently rubbing the deep red marks on my arms that would be growing bruises in the next few hours, "I-Im... I didn't mean to... I... I'm... I'm sorry..." Tord took a few clumsy steps back from me.

I looked down at my feet and shook my head, "It's fine, Tord... I already told you... Not matter what you do, I'm not going to leave you... I'm always going to forgive you... Let's just get home... I can make you some tea and a snack... I'll rub your shoulders too..."

"But... This just proves my point further... I didn't realize what I was doing to you..." Tord shoved his hands in his pockets, like he didn't want to look at them anymore, "I'm not going to be an abusive boyfriend... I don't want this to be an abusive relationship... I don't want us to be toxic... I don't want you to forgive me for hurting you... I want you to be mad at me. I want to work for your forgiveness... I don't want to hurt you and be rewarded for it... I'm not going to put you under so much pressure to be perfect for me..."

"Tord..." I sighed, "Can we forget all this happened?"

Tord clenched his jaw and shook his head, "Hell no. We aren't going to just 'Forget this' I want you to hit me."

"What...?"

"Hit me." Tord repeated, "I'm not going to let you simply forgive me without a second thought. I hurt you. I want you to hurt me back."

My hand made contact with my face with a soft slap and slid it down my face before letting it fall to my side, "I'm not going to do that. Let's go home and let me help you relax. You are getting worked up and stressed over this. Come now..." I reached out to take hold of his wrist but he took a step back, "oh stop it, Tord." I said sternly, "I said I don't blame you for this. Im the one you brought up the subject and got you worked up about it. So stop beating yourself up and let's go home. At this rate you'll be growing grey hairs from this one accident."

"How are you able to forgive this easily? Never before have you forgiven anybody this easily..." Tord mumbled as I took his arm and led him out of my office.

"Easy. None of them were my alpha." I hummed, "Instincts aside, I knew you didn't mean to hurt me. Yeah I feel obligated to forgive you but me as a person. As a human, I know you had no intentions of hurting me. I saw how scared your got by your actions. You truly didn't know what you were doing. So yeah I forgive you." Once we were outside, I shut the doors and locked them up and made sure the security system was on before looking up at Tord with a smile, "Being with me isn't like being in a normal relationship. Even I know that. But I trust you. That's why I said yes to you. I put my life in your hands because I trust you enough to handle me properly. I think that's another reason why I find it so easy to forgive you. Because I know you and how you are. Plus... I'm not gonna lie. I kinda like big bad domineering Tord. I have always been attracted to men who aren't afraid to man handle someone." I leaned up and kissed Tord's cheek and whispered in his ear, "Call me a bit of a masochist....~" I purred, slipping my hand into his pocket and pulled out his keys.

I felt Tord tense and I let out a soft chuckle before walking over to his truck. Tord stood in the middle of the sidewalk, face deep red and mouth opening and shutting like a fish out of water.

Letting him gather his bearings, I started the truck and leaned back in the passenger seat and scrolled through today's news.

Not long after Tord swung open the driver's door, "How fucking much do we not know about you?"

The sudden bust in made me fumbled my phone and sit up, "Wha- oh uh... Lots I guess?"

Tord narrowed his eyes at me and got into the truck, "You say you're a masochist but you freaked out by the thought of trying the shit I read?"

I pointed my finger at Tord defensively, "Hey! There is a fine line between both those kinks!"

"No there isn't!"

"Uh... Yeah there is!" I scoffed, "I like the thought of pleasurable pain. But I've only had sex once and we know how that ended up. So I can't really speak for myself can I? So I don't really have the right to talk about kinks, but I know for a fact I have a thing for pain. Just like I know there is a big difference between pain aimed to harm and pain aimed to pleasure."

Tord pursed his lips, "How can you talk about it so carelessly?"

Tilting my head I questioned Tord, "Talk about what? Kinks? Tord, I'm a grown man and so are you. Grow up. You talk about this shit all the time."

"No." Tord said stiffly, "How can you talk about what happened to you so carelessly. How can you talk about being raped like is was just a mishap in life?"

Letting out a silent 'oh', I propped my elbow up on the center console and placed my chin on the palm of my hand, "Well... It was just a mishap in my life... Have I gotten over it? Hell no. Is it still on my mind? Hell yeah. How can I forget Tord? I was a virgin. An omega in heat and was forced to breed with a person who had full intent to kill me if I did something wrong. I'm still terrified... They say move on and forget. But even if I don't acknowledge it I will never forget. I just find it better for my own mental health to be so joking about it than to let it sit and destroy my mind. I'd rather joke about it because it makes it seem like it was just a bump in the road... Like it was no big deal... That's what I want it to be... I want Kyle to be a minor inconvenience to my life... So please...don't make it seem like a big deal around me. Because it would make me think about it... And I don't want to think about it..."

"So what? It's all just a dent in your path? A experience to joke and laugh about? This isn't something to be so jolly about, Tom. You could've been in worse condition. You could be dead right now." Tord looked down at his lap, "I just don't get how you are so lax about it all..."

"Lax about it...?" I said in a questioning shock, "Tord, It might not seem like I cared... But I'm still so scared... He doesn't know that I'm not pregnant.... He's going to think that I got an abortion..." I felt tears well up in my eyes, "He's going to kill me Tord.... H-hes gonna touch me again.... I-I still feel his... His hands on me.... I can still feel... Everything..." I wrapped my arms around myself, "When you shook me.... I-It felt like he was grabbing me again..."

Tord shoulders slumped as he looked over me. Slowly reaching over, he pressed his thumbs under my eyes and wiped away the fallen tears, "I'm sorry... So sorry... I should've known you wouldn't forget... I doubt anyone forgets something like that... I promise to never handle you like the wolf did... Your consent means everything to me... And I'll always make sure your okay with the things we do... Alright...?" I gave a soft nod and Tord gently kissed both my cheeks, "Okay... And as for him touching you again... Never. Never will he touch you again. If he even so much of grazes you, he would end up with nubs for hands. But it's not like I'm going to let him get close enough to you. He'd be dead before he even think about stepped foot on our property... You don't need to worry about him min elskede... I'll handle him... I might get charged with first degree murder, but at least that disgusting piece of shit will never get to see the light of day again..."

"No..." I held Tord's hand tightly, "Don't leave me... Please..."

Tord chuckled, "I'm positive that if I get sent to prison, you'd cause such a havoc that they'll set you in prison with me..." Tord placed his free hand that I wasn't gripping on my cheek, "Don't worry, Thomas... I'm not going anywhere anytime soon..." He gently stroked my cheek with his thumb, "So we're gonna go home and relax... Just like you wanted to do."

I leaned into Tord's touch and nodded, "Okay..."

Tord let his hand longer a bit longer before the warmth slipped from my cheek. I bit my lip at the loss of contact but Tord placed his hand just above my knee, about mid thigh, and gave it a soft squeeze before driving home, "Now it's been a long and eventful day, hasn't it? We both been through an array of emotions. You have been more open than you've ever been... I'm learning new things about you and I definitely see a change in your behavior already."

That last statement made me self-conscious, "Is it bad? I can act differently! Just tell me how you want to act and I'll do it! Want me to be more quiet? More obedient?"

"Woah hold up, Tom..." Tord sighed, "I didn't mean it as a bad thing. I like you for you. They way you act won't change that. Okay? So calm down and just be you. That's all I want... Not the wall of emotions you put up. Not mindless slave. I want you."

"But I-" I started before Tord pulled up to the house sharply and turned to face me.

"Tom, I understand your undying need to be good for me but you are also human and have your rights and freedom. I get that finding a medium between human you and monster you will take a bit of time so you can reside as one, but I really don't want to repeat myself anymore. Just be you alright?" 

"Okay..." I said quietly, "I'll try..."

Tord leaned over and planted a kiss on my forehead, "I know you will." He hopped out of the truck and went around to open the passenger door for me, "Come on. It's gonna start getting dark soon."

Taking Tord's offered hand, I slipped out of the truck and started to follow him inside. Before entering the house, I stopped short and turned back to the driveway, "My car!"

Tord jumped at my outburst and looked over his shoulder, "What about your car? If something is wrong with it, I can fix it for you."

"No!" I slapped my hands on my cheeks and groaned, "The point of you taking me to work was so I can drive my car back! I never had the chance to bring it back since you took me to the carnival."

Letting out a low chuckle, Tord placed a hand on my shoulder and pulled me inside the house, "Calm down. I'll drop you off tomorrow before I head out to the shop. Sound good?"

"Yeah..." I sighed out, feeling like a burden to the foreign man.

Passing Tord to get to the kitchen, I was greated with the sweet smell of cookies. Peering around the corner, I saw Matt humming and mixing a bowl of dough.

Smiling, I stepped in and sat at the dining table, "Smells delicious." I hummed picking up a cookie from the plate that sat on the table to cool off.

Matt let out a soft laugh and spoke with his back to me, "You say that every time I bake something, Tom. When you get home?"

I took a bite out of the cookie and spoke with my mouth full, "Well you're good at baking. And just now." I swallowed the cookie and laid my head on the table, "Where's Edd?"

Matt's shoulders visibly slumped, "He's staying at work late... Again..." He grumbled before turning around with a fake smile plastered on his face, "But at least you and Tord are back now! I was getting bored all alone. I had to bake to keep myself busy."

I frowned and propped my elbow on the table and pointed a finger at Matt, "Stop that. You want Edd to be here. Not us. When are you going to tell him how you feel?"

Matt sighed and looked down, "Never. You know just as well as me that Edd does not hold those kinds of feelings for me. We've been over this so many times already."

Tord strolled into the kitchen, already changed out of this previous clothes to gym shorts and a tank top, "Been over what?"

I bit the inside of my cheek and Matt turned back to finish the cookies, "Oh just on how Tom should stop eating so many sweets before a meal." Matt said casually.

Tord raised an eyebrow and looked over at me. I shrugged and grabbed another cookie, shoving the whole thing in my mouth, "Whaf can I fay?" I chewed and swallowed the cookie, "I like when Matt bakes."

Tord rolled his eyes and picked the plate up from the table and moved them to an empty spot on the counter, "You can have more later. Matt's right. You shouldn't eat sugar before a meal." I stuck my tongue out at Tord as he opened the fridge to look for a snack.

With his back turned to us, Matt and I shared a look, him silently thank me. Giving a small nod back, I smiled softly. Tord knows Matt has a thing for Edd but Matt has always been comfortable talking to me about it. He doesn't mind that Tord knows, but he doesn't like to talk about it with Tord, so playing along to Matt's lie was the least I could do for him.

Getting up from the table, I joined Tord at the fridge. "So what should I make?" I asked, playfully bumping Tord out of the way with my hip.

"You're cooking?" Tord asked wearily, "You never cook..."

"Don't underestimate him, Tord. He's just never cooked for you before." Matt sang as he pulled cookies out of the oven.

I gave Tord a cheesy smile, "Go sit down. I did say I'll help you relax. What's more relaxing than seeing your boyfriend cooking a meal for you?" I asked.

"Umm..." Tord scratched the back of his head.

Grabbing Tord's hand, I dragged him back to the table and pushed him down in a seat, "You just sit there. Mkay? Later I'll give you a massage."

I didn't let Tord respond before I kissed him softly and got to work on making food.

Tord's P.O.V

My eyes widened as Tom kissed me and basically skipped off to the fridge, "What the fuck...?" I mumbled as I watched Tom hum and rummage through the fridge.

I guess Matt noticed my shock as a came up and sat next to me, "Okay spill. What did you do to Tom?"

"What do you mean?"

Matt sighed exaggeratedly, "You got Tom acting like a housewife."

I ran a hand through my hair, "Believe it or not, Matt but Tom is doing this in his own free will... We had some issues today... But we resolved them... I think..."

"What issues...?" Matt asked carefully giving me a 'I swear to God if you did something stupid' look.

Slumping down in the chair, I folded my arms over my chest, "Issues about me as a person."

"Wow thanks for keeping it vague for me." Matt said sarcastically.

I ignored the sarcasm, "Tom is just conflicted. I'm sure that's just it. He doesn't know how to act so he is doing what he thinks he should. After the first conflict, he just kinda... Went monster...? I guess? I mean He seems to be relying heavily on Instincts right now and he's instincts are to please me. Most female animals are expected to meet certain expectations for their partner so Tom is just trying to meet my 'expectaions' even though I already said I just wanted him to be him."

"But..." Matt started as he looked over at Tom, "What if this is who he is...? There are plenty of people out there who do all the can to make their lovers happy. I'm just saying that Tom's monster emotions can be his actual emotions."

"He did say that he didn't think him or his monster had too much of a different personality..."

Matt gently patted my back, "See? This could be how he truly is. We always known him to be straight forward and moody. It's gonna take time for all of us to get used to. You look so far deep into things that you don't even stop to consider the simple things. Tom is just a bubbly and somewhat childish guy who has a need to make his partner happy. His monster Instincts just push those aspects of him further."

I watched Tom sway his hips as he cooked, "I guess you're right, Matt... Maybe I am looking too deep into this... I could've been confusing him buy saying to act as himself when he could've already been doing that..."

Matt stood up, "Glad I could be of some help. Now I'll let you two have some alone time. I don't want to be a third wheel." He gave me one last smile before grabbing an apple and leave the kitchen.

This left us in a comfortable silence. The only noise is of Tom's soft hums and occasional singing. Smiling at the sound, I kicked my feet up onto the table and leaned my head back. Shutting my eyes I listened to him as my mind drifted.

What seemed like only a few minutes, I was woken up with a pain erupting through my ear, "Tord Elijah Larkson!"

"Ack!" I yelped and tried to grab my ear but felt a hand with a tight grip on it.

Slowly looking up, I saw Tom with a scowl and his arm extended out, grabbing my ear, "Get your fucking feet off the table!" He hissed and yanked on my ear again.

I cried out in pain, "Owwww! Okay okay! Just let go of my ear!" Tom huffed and let go. I sighed at the pressure relief and dropped my feet from the table. I gently rubbed my throbbing ear, "Jesus fuck man... Did you have to do that?"

Tom crossed his arms over his chest and shrugged, "You had your grimy feet on the surface we eat on. You know better than to do that. If you were to sleep, you should've gone to bed."

"Yeah... Whatever mum..." I grumbled with sarcasm.

Tom hummed and picked up a plate of food from the counter and set it in front of me, "Oh stop... You did it to yourself. And speaking of mums, I don't really remember much when you guys had asked me to turn monster. But I do remember Pat getting pretty frightened by me. I also remember that you promised to go visit them."

Groaning loudly, I earned a sharp slap to the back of the head, "They are your parents! Why do you hate to go see them? Paul and Pat are wonderful people and you treat them like crap."

Now rubbing the back of my head, I stared at the plate of spinach Alfredo in front of me, "I don't hate them... I just have a hard time finding the will and motivation to go actually go out to visit them."

"Why?" Tom questioned and sat next to me, "Why is it so hard for you? You have no problem going with any of us when we go to see our parents."

I slouched and Tom gently rubbed my back, "I was such a problem for them growing up. Always causing trouble. I just feel bad. I know they care. I know it's wrong of me to ignore them, but I feel like I'll just continue to be a burden to them."

"Oh Tord... I'm sure that's not true... I seriously doubt they hold anything against you for any trouble you caused when you were younger. You are a grown man. You are responsible and learned from your past mistakes. I'm sure if you were to go and apologize, you'll feel more confident to visit them more often. And if it makes you feel better, I'll go with you every time if I have to."

I smiled softly and looked at Tom's soft features. His lips curled into a smile and his eyes showing care, "Yeah... I would love that..."

"Okay then. I'll call Pat and see whens a good day for us to go over. You go ahead and eat." He kissed my cheek and stood from the chair, "After we can watch a movie or something." He hummed and left the kitchen.

Watching Tom go, I had to smile. Maybe Matt was right. Maybe this was just who Tom is. Caring and gentle. Cute and bubbly. Stern when needed to be yet not afraid to give out his own opinions. Gets annoyed easily but calms down just as easily. I said that Tom was a difficult person to understand, but I was just confused with him. Maybe I was wrong with all my opinions on Tom's personality. Matt did say I tend to look to far into things. But like I said before, Tom can act like anything. Be a total spoiled brat or be rude and obnoxious. I'd still love him the same.

But looking down at the plate of food Tom had made, made me feel uneasy. Tom hardly cooks and when he does, it's normally just for himself.

Hesitantly stabbing the fork into the food, I brought it up to my mouth. Shutting my eyes tightly I ate the food. My eyes went wide and I covered my mouth, "Oh my fucking God!"