𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙨 | 𝙚𝙙𝙙𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

y/n sits at the dinner table looking down
at her plate. the fizz coming from edd’s cola
can was the only thing heard at the table as
matt sat with his hands folded in front of his mouth,
watching tord eye the girl sitting next to tom
at the other side of the table.

tord then slams his hands on the table and takes
a deep breath in. “you know, you’re always seeking attention, huh y/n?” tord says. edd cocks an eyebrow at the norski and matt slaps a hand over his mouth.

“what do you mean?” she asks calmly, tom
looking at her while she takes a sip of her water.
tord goes on to blabber about how y/n is always going
back and forth from one of the guys to the other
for “attention.”

y/n stands up from her seat and points a finger
at tord. “you can’t talk about wanting attention in
the slightest, you cunt!” she yells. vodka came spilling
out of tom’s nose as he coughed and laughed,
bent over in his chair.

“don’t talk about wanting attention until you stop
knocking at my door at one in the morning asking
for your ‘security blanket!’” y/n finishes. tord blushes,
and edd asks him what tord’s security blanket is.

“n-nothing! don’t worry about-!“ “it’s my big (f/c)
blanket matt gave me when i first moved in!” tord
and y/n yelled. tord picked the bottom of his hoodie
up and muffled a scream into it. a very womanly
scream, that is.

“you still kept that?!” matt says smiling, putting
his hands over his heart. y/n nods, and then tord drags y/n around the corner and slaps her hand. he stands
in her way of the kitchen as edd helps tom, as he’s
still laughing.

“why would you tell them about the blanket?!” tord
whisper-yelled. y/n grabbed tord’s hands with her
smaller ones and said, “you mean ‘blankie?’” and tord
turned around and crossed his arms. the lanky man
standing in front of y/n pursed his lips and
turned to see y/n walking upstairs.

she turned around to lock eyes with a shameful
looking tord, holding his arms out just a little.
“i don’t think i’m too hungry anymore.” y/n says
softly, and she’s followed by ringo all the
way to her room. tord frowns, going back
to the dinner table to let edd scold him.

…

a knock was heard at y/n’s door. everyone had just
fallen asleep, so it wasn’t too late. ringo jumped down
from the wad of blankets keeping y/n warm. the cat
meowed even more when she saw who was at the door.
ringo rubbed against tord’s ankles, as he stood looking
at y/n in a white tshirt and black and red pajama bottoms.

he held y/n’s (f/c) blanket in his hands. she gently
took it from rough hands, but before she could turn
around, tord grabbed her shoulder.

“i’m sorry… about earlier..” he said. y/n smiled. she took tord by the hand, ringo already having left for edd’s
open bedroom door. the tall man was confused
when y/n tugged him by the arm to get in bed
with her, but he complied.

tord held y/n tightly by her waist, head resting on
her chest. y/n tangled her fingers in tord’s hair,
the smell of her stolen strawberry shampoo
filling her senses.

“why tonight?” tord asks, hugging y/n tighter
and bringing her closer. she thinks, and then softly
and slowly kisses tord on the forehead. he buries
his face into her chest, and she feels him clench tighter on her waist.

“because i love you..” y/n says, before drifting off
to sleep. the morning sun could break the sleep
cycle, but the moon will never forget the
moments these two will have during the dark hours.