Playboy Tom x Oblivious Tord
Let's see how this goes
Might make Tord innocent in this too-

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Tord hummed to himself as he skipped to the gates of the school, listening to a lovely tune through his headset, gripping on the straps of his bag slightly, eyes open, watching his steps as he skipped.

Tom watched him, following him as he skipped while Tom just walked, he had his eyes on this student for a while, he didn't know why but something told him to keep an eye on him.

Tord stopped under a shade of the tree, he was a new student so he didn't know how everything worked, he pulled out his schedule from his bag and looked at it, having a questioned look on his face. "Hm, locker 672," Tord mumbled quietly to himself as he smiled and hummed, nodding and making his way in the school, now walking, not skipping. Tord took his time to look around, maybe find the principal's office while he's at it, his parents got him his schedule so he doesn't know where his classroom is, or anything at the moment.

Tom watched him, grinning a bit "You're gonna be such an easy target for me, your heart seems fragile enough for me to break," Tom chuckled to himself as he approached Tord, placing a hand on Tord's shoulder.

Tord flinched and looked up at Tom, taking off his headset and turning off the music, "Yes?" He smiled sweetly at Tom, humming softly, "Did you need something?" He added.

Tom hummed and looked at Tord, He's quite the beauty~ so cute and adorable~ Tom thought to himself as he continued to take in Tord's features. "Well, I was wondering if you were a new student since I didn't see you anywhere at school yet," he hummed out.

Tord kept his smile and hummed, nodding "Oh yeah! I'm a new student, I'm having a bit of trouble navigating through the halls though," Tord giggled at the end, handing Tom his schedule "Here," he hummed "If it isn't a bother can you please help me?" Tord added.

Tom smirked and bit his lip a bit, gently holding the paper and glancing at it. Tord's classes were like his; this is gonna be interesting. Tom hummed "Oh you're in my classes, that's good," Tom glanced back at Tord "Let's get to your lockers first, maybe the principal's office later?" He hummed out, giving the paper back to Tord.

Tord nodded and smiled "Thank you!" He held the paper and took a folder out of his backpack, putting it in the folder so it doesn't crumple up. "Let's go!" Tord grinned. This is gonna be interesting.

Tom smiled and chuckled, nodding "Alright," he hummed and started to lead the way, as Tord and him talked, Tom noticed some students whispering and glancing at them, no surprise though, you see, Tom is the school's badboy or Playboy, he'd play with people's hearts, going in a relationship with them and just breaking them soon after, he didn't know why he does it but he loves the feeling. He never felt guilty once.

Tord noticed the stares and whispers too, huffing, he stopped and crossed his arms "What are you guys looking at?" He pouted, wanting to come off as tough but just being adorable. A few giggles and chuckles could be heard before everyone went back to their own business.

Tom chuckled at Tord's actions and patted his head "Don't worry, they're probably just talking about how adorable you are, now let's go, your locker is just straight ahead," Tom hummed out.

Tord smiled and nodded, he's used to being called adorable so he doesn't address it, he just ignores it and carries on with the conversation. "Alright! Let's go!" Tord smiled.

Tom nodded and started to walk with Tord, humming softly to himself as he took a look around, noticing some girls glaring at Tom and some guys just staring at Tord. Tom growled quietly at the guys that were staring and held Tord's waist, gripping on it and pulling him close.

Tord flinched and squeaked, looking down at Tom's hand on his waist, "Uhm, Is there something wrong?" Tord questioned, placing his soft hand on top of Tom's hand as he looked at the numbers on the lockers,  667, 668, 669, 670, 671, 672! 

Tom looked at Tord and averted his eyes, quietly letting go of Tord's waist "Sorry, I didn't like how the guys were staring at you," he muttered, glancing at Tord's locker when Tord went over to it. "You're in 672? Hm mine is 676," Tom muttered, huffing.

Tord giggled and started to put his stuff in the locker, "How did they stare at me?" Tord questioned, humming softly as he took out the book for his first subject, "Don't worry, we can still meet up during lunch and such, plus, you said we were in the same classes, correct?" Tord smiled, closing his locker and looking up at Tom.

Tom nodded and smiled, watching Tord "Like they wanted something from you," Tom paused "But that's besides the point, my name's Thomas, but I prefer it more if you'd call me Tom, how about yours?" He smiled, realizing he hadn't asked for the boy's name yet.

Tord hummed and smiled "Oh! My name's Tord! Nice to meet you Tom!" He paused "Hm, how about you get your book for uhm, science, correct?" He smiled.

Tom nodded "Very nice to meet you as well Tord, and yeah, it's science, let's go to my locker" Tom hummed and lead Tord to his locker, Tord following him.

Tord hummed a small tune to himself as he let Tom get his stuff, opening the book to scan the contents of it before he felt a light tap on his shoulder. Tord whipped his head around and smiled softly "Hm?" He hummed, looking at the person in front of him.

A guy his age, having ginger hair, light blue eyes, a grin on his face, taller than Tord. "Hey, Tord, was it?" He spoke, having an American accent (hah- you thought-) "My names Mateo" he smiled.

Tord smiled back and hummed "Yeah, I'm Tord, nice to meet you Mateo!" He giggled. "Did you need for something?" He hummed softly.

"Well yeah, I'm supposed to show you around schoo-" Mateo got cut off by Tom "Ah, don't worry, he's in safe hands, I'm showing him around school already," Tom chuckled, glaring at Mateo as he wrapped an arm around Tord's waist.

Tord hummed softly and looked up at Tom before looking back at Mateo "Yeah, I have Tom with me! Don't worry!" He smiled and looked at Tom's hand on his waist, blushing a bit, it wasn't that noticable though.

Mateo grumbled and glared at Tom, muttering "Don't you dare do it to him." Tom just chuckled at this and gently rubbed Tord's waist, gently smirking at him "Shh~ Don't worry~ I probably won't~" he cooed.

Tord looked up at Tom "Hey! Let's go now!" Tord giggled out, placing a hand on top of Tom's hand. Tom looked at Tord and smiled softly "Mhm! Okay," he purred and turned to the direction of the principal's office. Tord smiled and followed him, waving goodbye to Mateo "It was nice meeting you Mateo!" He hummed and held Tom's hand, walking beside him "Now where should we go?" He hummed.

Tom hummed softly and looked at him, smiling softly at him "We're heading to the principal's office, so we can get a slip so we can get time to roam the school together." Tom gently gripped on Tord's hand.

Tord nodded and smiled "Okay!" He paused "Wait, so we aren't gonna go to the first class?" He huffed, he liked science. Tom looked at him "Hm, if you want to still go then we can get the slip later," Tom gently patted Tord's head. Tord nodded and giggled "Yes please!" He smiled and hummed.

Tom smiled "Off to science we go!" Tom hummed and went to their classroom. Tord followed him happily.

An hour passes after the subject, a lot of guys were already trying to get Tord's attention, Tord acknowledged them but in a friendly and sweet way. Tom got a bit annoyed with this and just had to get Tord out of there "Tord!" He called out.

Tord perked his head up and looked at Tom "Oh Tom!" He smiled and went over to him "Are we gonna go now?" He hummed, smiling sweetly up at him. A few guys looked their way, Tom noticed and chuckled, nodding, he held Tord's waist "Mhm, Let's go do it~" Tom purred loud enough for the guys to hear.

Tord hummed and nodded "Alright! Let's go!" He smiled, holding Tom's hand and waiting for Tom to lead the way to the principal's office. Tom smiled at Tord and started to lead the way, humming softly. "Everyone here is so nice," Tord spoke, gripping on Tom's hand a bit. Tom perked up a brow and glanced at him "Hm? What do you mean?"

Tord looked up at him and leaned on Tom's shoulder a bit "Well, let's just say, some people I've met haven't been the nicest, plus, it's a nice feeling that people acknowledge you," he hummed softly and stopped walking "Oh, uhm, can I know where the bathroom is please?" He muttered quietly to Tom.

Tom chuckled and nodded, going over to the bathroom with Tord "Here we are," he hummed and went in with Tord.

Tord went in a stall while Tom waited outside the stalls, humming softly to himself as he looked at himself in the mirror, seeing a random student get out of one of the stalls, he waited for Tord and hummed to himself. Once Tord was done they went to the principal's office.

Once they got the slip, Tom and Tord started to roam around the school, talking with each other as they walked. Tom introduced Tord to the teachers as well as his friends. Soon enough the bell rang, it was lunch. Tom was away with his friends and Tord was walking around alone, looking for a spot to eat his lunch.

Soon Tord found the garden again, sitting down on a bench under a shade of a tree, Tord hummed and put the bag on his lap, taking out his lunch, a bunch of sliced fruits and a sandwich. Tord smiled and hummed happily to himself as he started to eat with a soft smile on his face, he liked it when he was alone, it would always be the time he'd recollect his thoughts and have a silent moment to himself.

While Tord was enjoying his time alone, someone came over to him, Tord looked up at him and smiled. "Oh! Eren! You're Tom's friend, right?" He hummed. Eren nodded and sat down with Tord "Do you have some time to talk?" He hummed, looking at Tord.

Tord nodded and smiled softly "Always!" He giggled, putting a sliced fruit in front of Eren's mouth "Eat!" He hummed and smiled, feeding him. Tord and Eren talked before someone came over to them, it was Tom.

Tord looked up at him and smiled "Oh hey Tom! Where have you been?" He hummed, scooting over to Eren so Tom could sit beside him. Now Tord was in the middle of Tom and Eren.

Tom hummed and sat down, smiling softly at Tord "I was looking for you, I figured you were here so I went over here, looks like I was correct too," he chuckled, glaring at Eren. Tom didn't know why Eren was there, he told his friends to stay away from Tord because Tord's just gonna be another one of his targets, looks like Eren didn't obey him.

Tord smiled and looked at his lunch box, all that's left are slices of strawberries that he saved for himself, he looked back at Tom "Have you eaten yet?" He hummed. Tom looked at Tord and smiled nervously "I haven't actually-" he mumbled. Tord huffed and started to feed Tom the strawberries "Eat!" He pouted, glaring up at Tom.

Tom smiled softly and gladly ate, it'll be too easy for him to break Tord and crush his heart. He knows he wouldn't be guilty because he never has been. Tord smiled softly up at Tom and hummed, continuing to feed him as they talked, Eren went silent though, glaring at Tom when Tord wasn't looking.

"Say, Tord? Are you free after school?" Tom questioned, placing a hand on top of Tord's. Eren grumbled quietly, glaring at their hands and Tom, he crossed his arms. "Well," Tord paused, thinking "I think so, why?" He hummed softly and smiled. Tom chuckled, perfect. "I wanna hang out," he hummed and cupped Tord's cheek, Tord putting his lunchbox down on his thighs. Eren got up and left, growling quietly. Tord stared at Tom, seemingly in a daze. "Are you sure?" Tord muttered, Tom nodded and smiled softly, stroking Tord's cheek with his thumb "Yeah, of course I am" he hummed, Tord blushed and smiled "Alright!" He giggled. Tom smiled and kissed his cheek, getting up and stretching "Alright, meet me at the front later, okay?" He smiled. Tord nodded and put the lunchbox in his bag.

Timeskip to three months later. First month that had gone by, Tom and Tord had got together, second month went by quickly, Tom and Tord broke up. After the breakup Tord didn't show up to school for two weeks, and Tom didn't feel guilty about it, though he was worried about Tord for some reason.

A few more weeks went by, Tord didn't come to school still. That is, until the school got a notice from Tord's adoptive parents.

"Tord's in the hospital." Their teacher said as she took a glance at Tord's seat, now scanning the room, seeing worried, shocked and pained faces of her students made her frown. "They said he got in a car accident with some friends, something hit his head, leaving him in a comatosed situation, it had been happening for these past weeks while he wasn't at school." There was a brief pause "His right arm has been rather injured, well, something cracked in there." She muttered and looked down at the papers she was getting information from and gulped, looking back at her students.

"..Let's just pray that he wakes up and gets back safe, okay?" She sighed with a small smile, trying to be tough in front of her students. Which gave her a small box through their attempts of not having to break down. All of them had somewhat of liking to Tord.

Tom had his head low and fist clenched, hie was gritting his teeth and holding in tears. This had to be his fault. Right? I mean, the last he saw Tord, he was crying because of their breakup but still smiling at Tom. The eyeless Brit got up and swallowed his pain, uttering words. "..Excuse me." He felt like his throat was dry. Tom pursed his lips and left the class, tears starting to fall down his face. Why did he feel bad? Was it because Tord was in the hospital or was it because this was his fault. He didn't feel bad at his last relationship before. So why Now?

Tom got to the bathroom and slammed his fist to a wall. "Damn it." He grumbled to himself, biting his lip in frustration, he pulled his fist away from the wall and felt his eyes water again. "I have to see him again." Tom mumbled quietly and ran out of the bathroom, then the halls, then the school entrance, then the school gates. He ran and ran and ran until he reached Tord's house.

Knock
Knock
Knock

Tom had lightly placed three knocks on the door, waiting for a while before it opened, meeting Tord's father. "How may I help you, young man?" He looked down at Tom with a stern gaze. Tom gulped and pursed his lips "I..uh..wanted to know what hospital Tord was in." He muttered out loud. He heard the man sigh and saw him cross his arms. After a few questions answered, Tord's parent told him the hospital and Tord's room number then he let him go.

The running began again, he wanted to know what ached so bad to make him do this. He wanted to know why it hurt so bad to make him do this. He wanted to know why. What made Tord so special to him? He was just like the others. Right?

Tom soon reached the hospital, he went up to Tord's room and pursed his lips, letting out a heavy sigh that he was holding in. Tom held the doorknob and opened it, bracing himself for what he might see.

There Tord laid, eyes closed, chest rising and falling, machines attached to him, as well as an oxygen tank. Tom took his time to take in everything. The once smiling Tord, now on a hospital bed. He closed the door behind him and slowly walked over to him, grabbing a chair and sitting down next to the boy.

Tom glanced at Tord's left hand and held it, it was still his soft hand but it didn't have the warmth and grip anymore. It was cold and limp. Tom's eyes wandered again, now landing on Tord's face, his smile was replaced with a monotone expression, scars and bruises littering his face, his skin still looks soft. It just didn't have the warmth like it had in the past.

"I'm s-sorry.." Tom choked on his tears, he didn't even notice they were streaming down his face, he gripped on Tord's hand and continued to apologise, continuing to cry as well. Why was he breaking down now? Is he that weak? Over Tord?

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The cringe ew.