TordMatt

Chapter 1

-Tord pov-

I had been sitting in my room anxiously for hours now, staring at my phone, zoning out. Hours passed before my chest finally began to tighten enough to feel as if I was growing out of my shell. "That's it.... I-.... Maybe I should talk to someone." I muttered to myself, silencing my phone and stuffing it into my pocket. Surprisingly, the best person to talk to would be Matt.

You'll understand later.

I walked up to his room, knocking while I waited. I listen to pitter-patter rushing towards the door before finally opening, those bright blue eyes greeting me full of joy. "Hey... Matt.... You got a minute? It's important." I tried to keep my voice steady, not wanting him to worry. "I was going to worship myself, but that can wait! Come right in!" Matt stepped to the side, seeming cheery as always. I couldn't help but smile, accepting his invitation into his as always mess of a room. He closed the door behind us, sitting down on his bed, leaning in, eager for what was so important. "I need your opinion on something." I spoke up, my voice pitching, causing me embarrassment.

"Of course! I'll be as honest as possible, I swear on it!" He held up his pinkie to me.

"I even pinkie promise my honesty!" My heart seemed to melt as I couldn't help but let out a giggle. I intertwined our pinkies, his smiling growing wide.

My smile faded as soon as I remember what I came here for. "It's some opinions on.... Appearance.... Tom would insult me, and Edd wouldn't be able to lie to me even if he really wanted to. So you're my best bet right now, alright?"
"Alright!"

God, I always forget how precious he is. I sighed before taking off my hoodie. Matt's eyes strangely stayed lock on me, honestly making me grow more and more nervous by the second. I grabbed my shirt and tightened it to better show my curve's, since I rather not be shirtless in front of Matt; especially in his room. "Be honestly.... Are my hips, waist, and thighs.... Feminine?" I wasn't sure how to correctly ask it. His eyes scanned up and down, analysing me, making me grow slowly pink in the face. "Well...... You're a good mix between masculine and feminine. So honestly, even though they are technically shaped femininely, you still look good!" I had a feeling he'd be optimistic about it. "I honestly.... Was hoping you'd say I was in over my head." I mumbled, not liking his answer. "Tord, hear me out...." Matt stood up, catching me off guard as I felt his hands on my sides against my ribs. "Up here curves out just right! Showing your muscular build in the chest. Along with your arms, you can really only see if when that hoodie's off, but the muscles are sure there! Your shoulders are perfectly sized to everything out!" His hands moved down to my waist.

"But you have an hourglass figure, making your waist curve in. You could SO rock a crop top with your form of dip! Not to mention." Matt lifted the front of my shirt, my face growing warm.

"It perfectly forms out your stomach to make your muscular build look even better! Especially in the stomach!" He dropped it then moved his hands to my hips, my face growing full red. "And yeah, your hips are pretty feminine, but they match perfectly to your thighs and calves. If I'm being honest, it makes you look fantastic in skinny jeans! Probably other things too, ya know? Your legs are so perfectly shaped, your hips are simply keeping up." he giggled, taking his hands off finally. I struggled to think of words, trying to process what all just happened. We stood there in silence, not sure what to do any more.

Soon enough, we broke the awkward silence. "Um.... Can I ask why you wanted to know?" Matt finally questioned, those blue eyes full of curiosity as they stared down at me. ".......... Been just-.... Uneasy with myself?" I know I shouldn't simply lie. It wasn't right to do. But yet, I couldn't bring myself to tell him everything. He nodded, before giving a smile. "Oh! Since you're here, I actually had the best idea with Edd the other day! I'm sure he's talking to Tom about it." I raised a brow, curious what this 'idea' was. "Edd and I thought it would be super fun to do a little camp out sleepover in the living room! Like we used to do in high school at Edd's house, ya know?!" He started to bounce in place, clearly excited. Thinking about it, it honestly seemed nice. "One problem, Matt, I don't have a sleeping bag any more. We lost it quite some time ago. Plus, Tom's probably going to want the couch. I remember he hates being on the floor, feels too low." I sighed, realizing the issues at hand.

"You can share with me!" Matt immediately chirped, my face warming up again. "I'm sorry?"

"It's what friends do! They share! We can just share, and it'll be fine!" He smiled widely, clearly not understanding just how weird that seemed. But, he's right. We're friends. Nothing more, huh. "I guess I'm small enough, but you can't complain if we're cramped, ya hear?" He nodded enthusiastically. God, how could anyone say no to that face? It's already hard enough to not cup his cheeks and just squish him like a plush toy. I sighed, knowing it was definitely going to be a long night.

I decided fuck it and spent the rest of my day with Matt, I mean we haven't spent time with each other for a while. It was honestly nice just to be around him.

If only I knew, I wouldn't fuck things up.