
꒱꒱・tom
“tord! leave her alone!” “you’re hurting y/n!” “stop biting her commie… it’s seriously hurting her..”
it was all y/n ever heard when the guys talked to tord. he was a sweet boy, and he loved y/n. the kind of love where if he wasn’t touching some part of her at all times he would freak out.
today, tom pulled up y/n’s sweater while she cried in the upstairs hallway. he was shocked to see why she was crying. her bra was scraping the bite marks, scratches, and scars all over her body.
“p-please don’t tell anyone!” she begged, tossing herself to hug tom tightly. feeling his cold hands on her bare back made her shiver. it felt good. tom made her feel safe. very safe. could he keep her safe from tord.
….
”leave her alone tord!” tom yelled, holding y/n tightly in his arms. he was pulling y/n back from tord, who was trying to hug her and bite her a bit more. it was now an everyday thing that tord did.
“..but y/n said it was ok?” tord said. y/n looked up at him and let her tears roll. “w-what..?” she trembled. tom snarled at tord, the man in red trying to snatch y/n into his arms instead.
before anything else could happen to her, y/n dashed up the stairs to hide in tom’s room. she was so scared that tord would find her, so she put ringo at the door to tom’s room. she never liked tord when she sensed he was angry. especially at y/n.
a knock came from the door. ringo meowed sweetly as tom walked in, holding a tissue to his nose. a furious red scattered across the towelette, as the blonde walked over to y/n, who was wrapped up in his blue and checkered blankets.
“y/n… it’s ok, love. tord got kicked out for the night..” tom said, sitting down. he let y/n pull him closer, before he had her pressed against his chest, breathing softly as she slept. tom pressed a soft kiss on her forehead, and said, “i love you.. goodnight.”