i somehow ended up in a café that i dont know that well drinking with people i dont know. and obviously i was 5th wheeling. so i called tom.
"bitch where are u im dying o er here" i textsd him.
"im cuddling nero fucc off" he texted back within seconds. i bet he was jerkinfoff while nero was loxked in our bedoom.
"nut as fast as u can and come over here i neex help"
he didnt reply. i hoped he nutted well as i downed my 9th beer
i called him on my deathbed as i laid on the syreet in thw middle of nowhere. i dont know what he said exactly, but he was dragging me up the stairs to our apartment when i woke up.
"hey love" he said as i openwd my eyes and his pacific blue ones were staring at mine.
"hey" he said again softly this time.
"henlo" i whispered just before i passed out again
i woke up to the smell of burnt pancakes and nutella.
i fuckin love my husband.
YOU ARE READING
A tom harlock fanfic
Humori asked tom on snapchat if i had his blessing for this and he said, and I quote: "omg write all the fic" and thats why we're here
