♡ Eddsworld Tom X Reader ♡

11 • Thoughts • ♡

( 5 Days Later )
You felt your chest fill pain, nothing had happened since that kiss. You had not seen him for some time now, you yearned for that beautiful manifestation of love. That exquisite sun once again touched your (H/C) locks, cascading down your (Back/Shoulders). The sun shone on your body, your body would be perceived as angel from the perspective of the sun, seams of your shirt bathed in light. It was a horrid time, filled with negative thoughts. Your frustrated figure, a frown depicted on your slim face. You were once again, shooting at that deer, the only bullet holes, yours and toms, it was almost splitting at the edges from the shit shots of the bearded buskers. You felt the smooth wood pressed against your beaten fingers and you slightly closed your eyes as the bullet shot from the silver barrel, rocketing towards the deers heart, hitting its hairy chest. A slight tear trickled down your cheek, another negative thought. That's what happened to me basically. But several bullets. " Tom.." You whispered. Both lovers, slightly nervous, slightly different, but perfect for each other. They just had no idea what to do after that.

After his soft lips pressed against yours, he pulled away. You just stood in the rain, slightly taken aback. " What's wrong?" You sternly whispered. " ......" He just stood there, a huge grin on his face. " I just couldn't stop smiling." He grabbed you by the waist and hugged you, his hands and clutching to your tight body. But then he looked at you, slightly breathing heavily, lust driven eyes, reaching its way to your chest. Then he shook his head, deep red, light and covered his face. Then he just stormed into the house, and yelled " IM SORRY!" Then slammed the door, and you heard another scream from inside. You shot the deer again, and noticed no gunshots were being fired. You slowly lowered your gun, and inhaled the sharp smell of the guns smoke, slightly making your eyes water. You adjusted your shirt and threw the gun to the ground. Still no gunshots, you turned to bushy bearded men, greasy attire and fat muffin tops, the only physical explanation needed. They stared quizzically at a figure, yours eyes taking no attention to it. Then your bright (E/C) eyes drifted towards it, and you slightly gasped. Tom was standing there, nervous written on his face in red marker, hypothetically of course. He slightly shook, a black shirt adorned his toned body, a rose clutched in hand. Slight drops of blood covered his fingers, the thorns piercing his tanned skin. " Hey Y/N." He trembled, and walked slowly towards you. His legs were slightly wobbling, he smiled nervously. He was shuffling his feet, and his chest almost touched yours. "Tom?" You mumbled. You swayed slightly side to side and cursed under your breath, a nervous habit of yours. You both gazed at each other, utter silence, nothing. It became your greeting, an exclusively beautiful time, looking and gazing, nothing else. He clutched his arm, the rose slightly wilting. Then Tom breathed in and stared nervously at you. Then he slowly talked. " Look Y/N. I'm sorry I didn't talk to you. I was just a total wreck, a lust driven, love crazy maniac. I looked at your ass more times than I can count and the moment I kissed you my dick took over. I was just so embarrassed you know, I couldn't face you, I couldn't get you out of my mind. But every time I-I thought of you, I wanted to see you, a endless shit cycle." He slightly trembled and rubbed the back of his neck. He then breathed in again, he hesitantly said " But anyway, I just wanted to say, your an amazing girl, with amazing talent and beautiful beautiful curves and eyes. This may sound cheesy but, you know your like a angel, that's the utter truth dude. I just want you, I love your laugh, your sense of humour. Every time I hug you I want it to progress further, a kiss perhaps, I just.. but anyway!" He face palmed himself and gestured the rose towards you. " Will y-you ple- p- please..." You cut him off and chuckled at him and he frowned "Oh..." He whispered. He dropped his head and he slightly whimpered. But you lifted his head, a slight smirk perched on your lips. " Yes you dingus, of course I'll go out with you." He widened his eyes, his expression implying he just won the lottery. "Aaanddd yes, I'll kiss ya sad little face." You clutch his collar and hovered over his lips, your body pressed against his. The gunshots went off in the background, several men shooting with no intention of showing interest towards you. He smirked, and you grinned. He looked down slightly, and you shook him. " Hey perv, my lips are up here dude." You leaned in and smashed your lips against his soft cushions, tingles covering your spine. You willingly opened your mouth the moment your lips touched, the salvia trickling from your mouth. His was like visiting a old friend, his soft lips and wet tongue, the ultimate tag team, hits of pleasure being dealt by both. God, it was magic.

You hesitantly pulled away, your lips slightly straining to meet his again. He smiled and clutched your face, his thumb stroking your cheek. " I'm sorry." He slowly said. You raised a eyebrow, a questioning look across your face. " Why." He smirked and blushed insanely, you felt something hardening below your waist, slightly pressed against you. " Wow dude, that hardens quicker than I shoot dirty looks at these bushy haired douches." You joked. He then pulled you in for a kiss, quicker, no warning of the contact. You tensed up, and stared at his soft eyes, closed and embracing. " I Wav-Yu." Your voice was muffled, his lips cutting of your breath, but you didn't mind, wouldn't that be a glorious way to die?
Then you grabbed his waist with one hand, and slowly felt around his back jean pocket, slipping in slowly, you dainty fingers crossed. He slightly gasped and stared at you in annoyance. You had a playful look on your face, your canines biting your pink lips.
"What are you doing!" He silently hissed. " Well, a singular minuscule cell in my brain somehow took over my entire hand, I'm sorry it's not my fault." You sniggered. You took your hand out, and slowly laced your fingers with his, again tensing up, paranoia in Toms brain. "Just relax.." You murmured.