TomTord Oneshots

(I'm not dead!
I'm sorry I haven't updated this in a while. I didn't have any requests that I could write correctly and I was busy updating shit. Mostly AUs and ask books. So... yeah! I finally had an idea for a shot, again, based off of a song.

Also, this is an alternate ending shot! Remember the one I based off of the song 'Cheyenne'? The one called I Never Meant To Fall In Love~? Well, this is an alternate version to that shot. I wanted to come back with fluff.

If you have requests, please leave them in the comments with their prompt!
Oh, and before I start, the song above that I based this off of is called 'Plot Twist' by Marc E Bassy.)

   Ever since Tord was in high school, he didn't want to ever be in an actual relationship. He despised the thought of being tied up and stuck with someone; he would rather hop around from lover to lover. Well, until he met Tom.
    The two started out as very close friends, then Tord got him in bed by chance and they made it a regular thing. They didn't become boyfriends, no, just friends with benefits. They moved in with each other and their other friends, Edd and Matt, eventually and continued this 'relationship'. Well, until Tord found himself wanting more. He didn't want to just be like this to Tom. He wanted him truly and wanted to be his boyfriend.
  
   Eventually, Tord did get the courage to confess these new feelings to Tom. Since he didn't want Edd and Matt spying on them a don overheating everything he had planned it to say, he did it at night when the Brit was staying up late and practicing cords on his guitar.
   Tord was extremely nervous when he told Tom his feelings. He tried his best not to stutter, but stumbled here and there. But, he still got his point across. A moment of silence had passed the two for a solid two minutes, making Tord flinch and start to panic, thinking he fucked up. Until Tom put his guitar down on his bed, walked up to Tord calmly, and hugged him. Tord has instantly hugged back, asking him softly what he was doing. Tom had replied with saying that he loved him as well.

  
    Tord hummed to himself as he sat down at his office chair, leaning back and yawning. Just another long day at the Red Army; overseeing training and everything. He hummed a song softly under his breath that he had stared to write, remembering the first time he had met his now fiancé Tom and how he fell in love with him by complete chance.
  
   It was like a plot twist in his own story.

(Sorry that is was short!)