Tord's P.O.V

The lights went out after the lightning hit a power line. I felt Tom stiffen and he screeched in fear, most likely. He pushed me away from him and ran out of the kitchen. I stumbled back and Edd caught me before I fell, "Thanks E- AH FUCK!!" Edd's fist connected to my jaw and I stumbled back again. My back hit the wall and I held my jaw in my hand, "What the fuck, Edd?!"

"What the hell was that for, Tord?! You want to make things better but you're doing bullshit things like this! I knew I shouldn't have told you about this! I should've known you would use it against him! Now guess what?!" Edd jabbed his finger into my chest, making me flinch in pain, "You get to go fucking calm him down! And don't even bother threatening him! I WILL know if you did. Stop being the biggest prick to him and actually try being his fucking friend." He turned away and stormed into Matt's room.

I stood there for a good minute. Something happened between the two in the past three years. Edd has never taken so much responsibility for Tom before. They just seem...closer. Too close for my liking. Something seriously went down between the two and I will find out. But for now Edd has a point. I know what I did was beyond shitty, But it was worth it just to see the fear in those black holes of his. It was even....cute. 

I shook that thought and went to Tom's room. Knocking softly I sighed, "Tom?" I didn't get an answer so I let myself in. Tom was curled up in a corner with his legs tucked in against his chest and his hoodie pulled over them. His hood was so far over his face, I could barley see the tip of his nose. His shaky breathing indicated that he was crying. Taken aback from the scene in front of me, I complemented on just turning around and leaving him to deal with it himself but something told me Edd would kill me if I did. So making up my mind, I shut the door behind me, "Tom..." I called again.

He flinched and wrapped his arms over his head, "G-Go away!" I felt a pain in my chest. I slowly walked up to him and touched his arm softly. He recoiled at my touch, "Don't t-touch me!"

Pulling my arm back I sighed in annoyance, "Tom, I'm trying to help."

"I-I want Edd!" 

My fingers on my good hand twitched. My patients is running low, "Edd is the one who sent me in here you dimwit." 

Tom weakly flipped me off, "Go screw yourself."

 I fought back the urge to kick the shit out of the black eyed man and kneeled to meet his eyes, "Look here Thomas, Do you want help or not?" I said in a stern tone. Refusing to look at me, he pulled his hood further over his face.

I growled  as a loud crackle filled the air outside and Tom's crying increased as he pushed himself further into the corner. I faced palmed and looked around the room for anything that can comfort the crying man, My eyes landed on something old and in pretty good condition.

Walking over to his bed, I picked up the teddy bear. "I can't believe he still has this old thing..." I whispered to myself. He used to have this with him constantly as a kid. And he never seemed to part with it. It's always been with Tom. If not on him, Then safe in his room. Like it is now.

Seeing this fit to comfort him I took it with me. I sat crossed legged across from him and hesitantly pulled his hood off his face. The scene made my heart ache. Tom's eye sockets were brimmed with tears and they were red and puffy. He was sniffling and his breathing was ragged. I pulled out a red work rag from my pocket and wiped away the streaks of tears he had. Luckily I replace the rag every day with a new one. So this one had no stray oil or grease marks on it. But I always had one on me. Never know when you might need it. 

Shoving the rag back into the back pocket of my jeans, I softly handed him the bear, "I got you you're bear.....Tomee bear right? I know how much you love it. I thought it could help you calm down a bit." I gave him a small smile.

His cheeks flushed red. Probably from the crying, but he hugged the bear close to his chest, "Th-Thank you...." He whispered.

I nodded and rested my head against the palm of my prosthetic hand. He will probably panic if I try moving him. There was a loud crash outside. Like a tree fell or something. Anyways, it made Tom squeak and hug his bear tighter and the flood of tears came down his face again. "Fuck it." Picking up the surprisingly light man I carried him to his bed. And even more shocking, Tom made no attempt to get away. He just let me carry him.

Setting him down carefully I ran my hand through his hair. Tom made a noise that I guess was supposed to be a purr. It was a cute attempt.

Seeing a fluffy checkered blanket on the edge of his bed, I took it and wrapped it around his shoulders. He held it close and sniffled. I sat next to him and leaned against the head bored. I took his laptop from his night stand and opened it. I looked at Tom, "Password?"

To my surprise Tom snuggled up to my side and his head laid on my shoulder, "Tomee bear..." He mumbled.

Ha I should've known. He clings to the thing all the time. Of course it would be his computer password. Typing it in, I made myself more comfortable. I brought Tom closer to me and I wrapped an arm around his waist.

As his laptop finished loading, I saw his home screen was a picture of Edd, Matt, himself...and me. It's the picture we took when we all moved in together all those years ago. Tom was beaming and he still had his braces on, I had my black trench coat, Matt had his black hoodie instead of his purple one. And lets be honest, Edd hasn't changed much. The same old green hoodie. But the picture still made me smile. Matt hugged Edd's arm while I was between Edd and Tom. My arms were wrapped around their shoulders. We had just finished school. Newly graduates. A happy day for sure.

Tom hummed, "I love that picture..." 

Thunder struck and he gasped. He dug his face into the crook of my neck was shaking, "Hey now...calm down. I'll find something to watch and you'll soon forget about the storm. okay?" I said in a soothing tone and tightened the grip around his waist.

He nodded and I opened up Netflix. Browsing through the TV shows and movies, I decided to put on something upbeat and happy. The show I picked will surely give me a headache, but if it keeps Tom occupied....

Selecting the show It loaded up and the theme song started to play. I rolled my eyes at the obnoxious noise, but Tom quickly turned to look at the screen, "I love this show!"

My eyes widened in shock, "You like My Little Pony?!"

He gave me a shy smile and looked at his lap, "Mom used to calm me down with this show....I guess it stuck to me and I grew to love it."

My heart swelled and I smiled a bit, "That's adorable."

Tom shrugged and looked at the show. Looking at him he was still tense and shaking, but he had a warm smile as he watched the children show. I couldn't help but to kiss him. So I pressed my lips to the crown of his head. Tom flinched but his cheeks grew red and he snuggled closer to my side.

I turned my attention to the screen. How bad can the show be? Aside from the annoying songs that it.

After a couple of hours or so, the storm has yet to ease down but Tom had fallen asleep. His head was on my lap and he was curled up in a ball with Tomee bear in his arms and a blanket that enveloped him in warmth. We had watched 2 and half seasons of My Little Pony, and I have to admit. It is one hell of a show. Rainbow Dash is defiantly my kind of girl. And according to Tom, There will soon be a evil guy, named Discord. Apparently I will like that character because I can relate to his tactics. I don't know if that was an insult or not yet.

Shutting off the laptop, I ran my hand through Tom's oddly soft hair. While doing this I noticed something on his neck. I hickey was left were his neck and shoulder join. Trust me, I know the difference between an hickey and a bruise. That was defiantly no bruise. 

For some reason I felt rage. Anger. Someone has touched Tom, and that just ticks me off.  I have no feelings for him. At least that's what I tell myself hoping one day I will believe my words. 

Yawning I broke my thoughts. I will worry about it tomorrow. Moving Tom carefully, I laid back. Almost Instantly he curled up to me. Smiling I pulled him close and held him in my arms. I kissed his temple softly, "God natt, min elskede." slowly I drifted of in my own dream world.

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Edd's P.O.V

It's quiet. Too quiet. I have yet to hear arguing from Tord and Tom. I should go check on them and make sure they haven't killed each other yet.

Getting up and walking to Tom's room I cracked open the door and stuck my head inside. They were sleeping. Tom was curled up against Tord with his head on Tord's chest. Tord had his arms wrapped around Tom's waist, holding him close. I smiled and took a picture.

Closing the door I started to sing an old song to myself. A song we all sang as a child to make fun of a friend who had a crush.

Tom and Tord sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage....

I chuckled and went to my room. They are going to be so flustered when they wake up tomorrow.