• TomTord Oneshots •

Sick and Serenade

A/N: Heck I'm alive-

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The Songs By Jeremy Zucker
And this oneshot is Inspired to @Narkoma_ (its a Tomtord book also) And yeah it's not angst like theirs so yeah

Depressed but not what you think kay?

enjoy

Bold- Tom's lyric sheet

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No Ones POV

The House wasn't empty but its quiet, it's unsual

The green clad was out of the house not inviting the other Two Frenemies only the ginger haired male. They went out "Shopping" and might not come back till sun down

Of course the Two Enemies didn't like this and decided to stay isolated to their own room not talking to each other

it seems working

although the other one is sick

The Red Caramel Hair horned got bored and wanted to talk to the Jehovah's witness

So He went to the blue brunets door and knocked

"Yo Tom?" He whispered, He can hear something from the other side, He put his left ear besides the door and listen closely

"*cOugh* *CouGh* Must finish this" Tom mumbled on the other side and a string of his bass can be heard

Tord hesitated to go in but he was cut off from Tom opening the door and straight up went to the living room not Acknowledging the Norwegian

Tord's mouth only hang and followed him

'He was holding a sheet of paper and A bass a visualizer and his laptop' Tord thought to himself as He eyed the Brits Movement

Tom went outside and sat at the plain grass, the sun was kinda setting and not much people are around

perfect

4:40 Pm

Tord didn't go outside he didn't want to disturb the brits doing, Instead he watch him by the window sill, His leg on the sill and other leg hanging loosely as he watch the one he admires play on their bass outside

Tom was doing great but he kept coughing and Tried playing the bass but The sickness got the best of him and suddenly he passed out on the ground

Tord saw this and quickly got out and check Tom if he's okay, He was still conscious thank god

He brought out a foldable chair and Place Tom there as he grabs a class of water, How Caring.

Tom's eyes only fluttered and saw Tord holding his hand, He only blushed from it, And decided to speak

"Ahh fuck" Tom groan, he touch his head and scratch it

"Tom you're awake!" Tord chimed, still holding his hand

"Yeah no shit-*cough* *CouGh*" Tom tried sitting up but Tord refuse him to do so

"Stop, your sick" He Said

"I-need To F-finish My Ly-ric Sh-" Tom blurted before covering his mouth before he finish his sentence

"Your Writing a Song?" Tord question his eyebrows cocking

"*couGh* yes" Tom muttered

Tord's eyes lit up and a random questions started flowing from his mouth

"What its about?"