💙•Tea Party

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Future/Crisis AU

Future/Crisis AU

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There was a silence in the dining room. Red Leader, and his second in command - Thomas Thompson are seated across from each other.

A small smile is curled up on the British male's face. His head partly tilted as he is looking at the norwegian.

Tord glanced over for a moment. Before muttering, "Pass the teapot." "–No, no." Tom replied. "I'll pour you your glass."

"Gah?! I can pour my own glass you know!" Tord exclaimed in bitterness as he observed Tom already pouring the tea into the little teacup.

"Well, that wouldn't be so formal of me to do so, sir." Tom teased. His smile transforming into a little smirk of mischief.

Tord rolled his visible eye. Since the other is covered by the small black eye patch.

Tom sets the little teacup back down onto the little plate in front of Tord. "Here." He says, his voice sounding gentle.

"Thanks.." Tord muttered as he picked up the small teacup. Carefully taking a small sip of the warmed beverage.

"You know," Tom paused. Observing how quick Tord lifted his eye to look at the other male across the table.

"You're quite charming." Tom says as he began to smile softly, once again. Tord felt a rush of heat rise up onto his face.

Flustering by the sudden wave a compliment thrown at Tord, – the young leader picked back up his tea up and began drinking again.

His cheeks are a bit rosy like two cherries. Tom couldn't help but smile. Tord collected his thoughts together. Observing Tom is serving himself a cup of tea.

"You wanted to pour me a glass... But you poured yourself one? I couldn't payback the favor?" Tord asks.

"No, I don't think that is necessary." Tom replied as he takes a sip. Placing the little cup on the plate in front of himself.

Tord raised an eyebrow. Tom began to smirk again. "Besides, you are my leader after all, I must respect your authority. Isn't that how you want it to be, Tord?"

Tord bit the inside of his cheek. Responding with, "Well, of course - Tom."

"Right..." Tom trailed off. Folding his hands together as he leant forward. Looking at Tord with the visor attached to his face. The glowing of the green eyes looked so bright. Staring directly at the leader.

"Say, why did you want to come and have tea, anyway - Thomas?" Tord asks as he observed how Tom is seated.

"Well, it's been awhile since we have spoken one and one. Because we have busy with our duties that I couldn't help but schedule this in our free time. Don't you think that's okay with you?" Tom questioned, tapping his fingers together.

"I–" Tord started to feel flustered again. His heart quickened it's beat as he picks up his teacup. Taking a sip.

"You know,"

"You're cute over there... I just feel like I should get, closer." Tom chuckled a little as he gets up from his chair.

Tord felt his cheeks flared up. Gripping the little handle of the teacup tighter as he watched how Tom walked over.

Glancing away, Tord distracted his eye-sight.  Looking at a painting that was in the large room.

Tom chuckled. Using his hand and guiding Tord's face to look at him. "You're just so handsome..." He muttered.

Tord grunted softly as he sets his tea cup back down on the little plate. "What do you want.. Thomas." He asks, bittersweetly.

"Oh just...," Tom trailed off. He leaned in and connected his lips with Tord. Tord is left stunned for a moment.

His red eye widening in shock before he melted into the kiss. Holding Tom closer, - Tord gets up from his chair. Keeping there lips connected as they wrap there arms around each other.

Lips moving in synchronized motions for a moment before pulling back with a soft smack of there lips.

Tom stared lovingly into Tord's eye. His green LED lightened eyes having the familiar glow to them.

Tord reflected the same feeling in his eye as he rested his robotic hand onto Tom's chest.

"Please make more time for us, Red Leader." Tom whispered as he leaned in. Kissing Tord again softly.

Tord returned the kiss and pulled back.

"I will." He responded.








(A/n- hey im back?? hope you guys are still here ! :') hopefully you enjoyed this oneshot and thank u for reading!<3)

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