《Mine {FUTURE TOMTORD} {COMPLETED}》Hospital Bed
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Tord's eyes gradually opened to see he was in a dimly lit room, he attempted to sit up before
feeling an unpleasant ache in his back and stomach,
"Argh, fuck..." He whispered, laying back down as a reflex, he turned his head to the left to identify that he was in a hospital room,
what happened?
why am i here?
where is everyone?
Trying to answer both those questions in his head, he twisted his head to the right to see Paul fast asleep in an armchair,
he had a blanket wrapped around him, looking like he was E.T.
Patryk was also sat in an armchair which was next to Paul but Patryk was awake, although his eyes were closed and he was listening to music through his headphones.
"P-Patryk?" Tord stuttered
Patryk looked up and a bright smile appeared on his face and he began to sob,
"Tord!" He swiftly went up to him and hugged Tord tightly,
"You idiot, I thought I lost you! Don't you ever leave my side again, I should've protected you more - I'm sorry!"
Tord smiled, "Love you too dad."
"Paul, PAUL, get up, Tord's awake!" He tapped Paul and he slowly lazily opened his eyes and yawned,
"Five more minutes...WAIT TORD'S AWAKE?!" He stood up and did the exact same that Patryk did,
"Tord I thought you died on us, you scared us shitless - If you scare us like this again I'm gonna have a heart attack!'"
Tord smiled and chuckled to himself, hugging them both until they pulled away from the hug,
"Where's Tom?.."
Paul and Patryk looked at each other,
"He's uh... He's in another hospital ward."
"Wait, what? Why?! Where is he? Pat, Paul please explain!"
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"Well, you...You were stabbed in the left kidney and I volunteered-"
"We volunteered" Paul blurted out.
"We volunteered to give up one of our kidneys to save you... Then Tom demanded he gave his kidney to save you and he didn't want us to give up one of our kidneys."
"Please tell me he's alive, is he okay? Is he hurt? Which room is he in? Can you take me there?"
Tord pleaded, a tone of panic in his voice and occasionally coughing between the questions.
"He hasn't woken up yet, but i'll message Matt and Edd to see if he's okay." Patryk grabbed his phone and began to text Matt.
"Wait Matt and Edd are here?"
Paul smiled, "Yeah, long story short Matt and I organised a truce between Red, Green and Purple Army. Tom was in the surgery room along with you so you left us to make that decision."
"Fair point."
There were a few minutes of silence until a loud 'bing' was heard.
"Tom's awake, he's wanting to see Tord." Patryk said, looking at Tord.
He sat up with a big smile on his face, ignoring the paint that was in his waist,
"Tord be careful!" Paul said, being the anxious parent he was.
"I'll be okay..." He said, gritting his teeth, "I just want to see him."
"Want us to come with you?" Pat asked, putting a hand on Tord's back, helping him out of bed.
"I'm good, It's fine." He stood up and began to walk out the door,
Room 582
"What room is Tom in?"
"Room 584"
"Alright, cya dad - and dad" Tord snickered to himself and waved to them.
"Be careful!"
Tord began walking down the hallway, trying to walk as fast as possible,
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Room 583
Room 584!
Tord burst in and saw Tom sat up in bed, it looked like he had been waiting for the door to open and when he saw Tord it made his face light up.
"TORD!"
"TOM!"
Tord ran towards Tom and grabbed his face and began crying, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?!"
"Who cares?"
"I care!" He said, kissing Tom and embracing him.
(love that steven universe reference)
Tom kissed him back and cuddled him tightly, "Missed your hugs, your kisses and smell of you." He began laughing
Tord giggled with Tom then stayed silent for a few minutes,
"Doll..."
"Yeah?"
"Jeg elsker deg"
"Huh?" Tom asked
"I love you..." He said, wrapping himself tightly around Tom
"I love you too..." Tom replied, shocking Tord that he said it back so quickly,
They both sat in silence cuddling each other for a few minutes until Tord laid in the bed with Tom and put his arm around Tom's, tracing his waist with his index finger and stroking his bandages.
Tom turned his head to Tord and smiled, "It's like you have a piece of me with you,"
He then began copying Tord and traced Tord's bandaged waist with his index finger then looked deeply into Tord's eyes.
"You're really gorgeous, you know? Your body is very slim and delicate yet muscular and masculine, the robot arm which makes you look ten times hotter and cooler," They both chuckled, "your beautiful skin colour - and your face, god your face, it should belong on an angel though it looks like it belongs to the devil, and don't even get me started on your accent, I could write an entire novel on just your accent alone..."
Tord turned bright red and kissed him, "You finished the novel about me yet?" they began laughing again.
Tom kissed him back and held his chin, nuzzling him, "Never."
They heard a knock on the door,
"Oh shoot I forced Edd and Matt out before you came." Tord chuckled and sat up, his arm still around Tom's waist.
"Come in!" Tord yelled as the door opened.
Matt, Edd, Paul and Patryk came in, Patryk with a giant smile on his face
"What's up with you, Pat?" Tom said, chuckling.
"We changed Rule #3!"
"Wait what?"
"Well basically Paul felt really bad for intruding and telling Tom to know where his place is so he told Maria to change Rule #3!"
"Wait Maria the receptionist?" Tord said, chuckling
"Yeah, she was pretty hard to convince so we had Matt 'seduce' her...Well actually we put a mirror behind Maria without her knowing and just let Matt do Matt."
Everyone turned to Matt as he was looking in a mirror, winking at himself then looking up and noticing everyone looking at him,
"Yeah, I agree." Matt said, pretending to know what's going on
Everyone began laughing as Matt and Edd sat on the end of Tom's hospital bed,
"I missed this so much." Tord said, smiling.
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