[✔] The Both of You | Tom x Reader

Ch. 24 | The Return Of Larsson 2

- While you and the guys watched TV, Tom looked for a new place. He looked at ten different places and decided that they were all garbage and that he was just gonna wing it and make his house. So here he was, sitting in a sketchy alleyway in a cardboard box with a sketchy roommate that had sketchy rat puppets. 

Meanwhile, Matt was screaming at the top of his lungs. You, Edd, and Tord all looked at him. "My popcorn!" Edd rolled his eyes and looked at the huge, sofa-shaped hole above the TV. "Hmm... I wonder when Tom's getting back...?" He wondered aloud. Tord leaned over to him. "Shh! This is the best part!" Some pirate guy stabbed someone in the abdomen, flashing gore.

"Ooh!" Tord said, for some reason emersed in this film. "I hope he's okay..." Edd muttered beside him. "So do I," you agreed, thinking about how drunk he would be by now. Tom had a tendency to drink away his problems rather than face them. "Awe, don't worry! He was only a zombie pirate," Tord added. You blinked. "We mean Tom," you clarified.

"Oh, pff! He'll be fine," he muttered, giving all his attention to the TV and his popcorn. You and Edd glanced at each other, then at the TV, deciding to believe what he said. Somewhere in an alley, Tom was looking around with a huge smile on his face. He looked sleep-deprived and he was growing a little bit of a stubble.

"Ahh... My dream house! Everything's going to be fine!" He stood there for a moment before collapsing onto his butt and breaking down in tears. A garbage can rustled next to him before a weird guy popped out. He had a green eye and a red eye, and one-half of his body was covered with some red liquid. He was holding a moldy PB&J sandwich.

"Ello, new neighbor! What're you doing here, then?" He greeted. "Oh, no reason! Just my stupid friends gave my room to our stupid old housemate who's totally stupid with his magic sofa and stupid red hoodie and no one even appreciates my awesome harpoon gun," Tom said quickly. "So, anyways, I left and now I'm homeless..." He paused. "My friends are stupid."

"Friends? Bleh! Who needs friends, when you've got rat puppets?" The guy pulled out some rat puppets from God knows where. "Come on, lads! Let's put on a show!" He started shaking them frantically while humming. The rats suddenly dropped to the ground as the guy stopped. "Oh, he's gone," he muttered.

While that was happening, you were watching one of your favorite scenes in the movie. "Oh, Stacy! I'm glad there are no insane zombie pirates from hell to ruin our romantic dinner..." A blonde guy said to his love interest. "...On this haunted pirate ship! Haha..." A waiter came holding a dish with a cover over it. He took off the dish, and a head was on it.

"Yargh! Brains!" It said, jumping onto Stacy. The force knocked her chair over. "Oh, no!..." The blonde guy screamed. "This is not what I ordered!" He glared at the headless waiter. Tord got up and left the room abruptly. "No tip for you, mister!" The guy continued. You stood up and followed Tord discreetly, knowing him more than anyone.

Definitely not snooping, you told yourself as you watched him walk into Tom's room. You watched him silently. Your whole body, except your head, was hidden behind the door. Tord stared at an image of him that Tom had drawn over with a black marker. He took it off the wall and looked at the button he had exposed.

Reaching out to press it, he ended up taking it off the wall as well, as it was also an image. As he did so, he looked at the door. You instantly hid, chewing on your lower lip anxiously. There's no way he's... There's no way. You slowly peeked over the door just in time to see him pull a lever down. Instantly, the wall on the far end of the room lifted, revealing a whole new room.