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303 Harrys POV
There was just one more round of soldiers VS aliens before Danny and Dougie got bored, or more likely, they just didn't want to play when no-one else joined in with them. This time, Dougie won in the end, which earned him a smack on the head with a pillow from Danny. "hey, no hitting each other! Instead, why don't you both get some menus and choose what we're having for dinner." I pushed them both towards the kitchen, before settling myself next to Tom on the floor, who started to look scared at the thought of food.
"it'll be fine Tom, its probably going to be a Chinese or something similar. Nothing bad about that!" I smiled a little, putting my arm around his shoulders, rubbing his arm gently. "not hungry." Tom whispered, staying rigidly upright instead of leaning into me. He only ever leant into Dannys embrace, sometimes Carries, never mine or Dougies. "well, try to eat some anyway, it'll do you some good." I encouraged, we did need Tom to be strong for one more day, when the last hectic day for a while was over. We have a mission of a day tomorrow, with four interviews to go to, we just needed Tom to be strong for that, then he could relax a little and we could try and work on his eating in public problems.
"we're having a Chinese!" Danny declared, running back in, waving the menu. "alright, you know what to order?" I handed Dougie the phone, watching him order the take away. Then, he dropped down into my lap, making himself comfy, his head on my shoulder, his hands sneaking just under my shirt. He started tracing patterns on my skin now, reversing our previous roles a little while Danny took Tom from under my arm and pulling him into his own, so the blonde was leaning on Dannys shoulder. Danny was whispering things into Toms ear, holding his frail hands, probably encouraging him until our dinner arrived, trying to tell him that it was okay to eat his meal and enjoy it, he didn't need to be afraid of meal time.
Though, it didn't really seem to help much when we had dished up the Chinese half an hour later, Tom still took the plate we handed him and went to hide somewhere, only finishing about half the plate, if that. At least he was eating though, which was a start, now if only he actually ate normal amounts, like he should have, then maybe he wouldn't have been so ill because he had the proper amount of nutrition he needed. Danny seemed to be happy enough though with how much Tom ate, he was happy with whatever as long as Tom had some food. Though he did still encourage him to go back for more later, and to try some of his own, even when it didn't work, and Tom just refused it, holding in a wince for some reason.
He seemed to do that a lot, wince at random moments, almost like it was a tick. Also, Toms face sometimes contorted into looking like he wanted to cry, or like he was in pain, it only lasted a few seconds, before his face snapped back to a blank expression, but it was there. I wondered why he was doing it, was he getting worse? Or was it just something he had developed that was completely harmless? I guessed I would never know, Tom didn't like revealing things about his thoughts anymore, but I hoped all the same that he would at some point decide he would tell us what was happening inside his head. So we could help him out, so he didn't feel like crying anymore.
304 Dannys POV
I spent the evening curled up to Tom, holding him in my arms, and almost periodically offering him some of my unfinished dinner, though he never even looked tempted to take any. It didn't stop me trying, I would never stop trying with Tom, ever. I wanted to make him better, and I would always try my hardest to make him better, before he got so bad that he needed help from professionals. I was sure I could help him, I wasn't going to give up easily, I would forever help Tom. I had gotten him over an eating disorder before, I could help him now too, well, at least I hoped I could anyway. At the very least, I could help with the eating disorder, yeah, I could help with that, and him sleeping on the floor at night. Yeah, I could help with that! And I would start as soon as we went to bed.
Getting into bed was our normal routine, me and Tom got changed into our pyjamas and crawled into bed together, and I curled up to his back, which was almost always facing me unless we had had a good day. Tom just let me move about until I was as close as I could get without him getting panicky, screwing his eyes tight shut, like he was trying to force himself to sleep, like a child would on Christmas Eve. "night Tommy, I love you." I whispered gently, gently stroking his face until it relaxed, and his breathing evened out, his whole body relaxing into sleep, "there we go, sleep tight baby, and stay in bed this time, please." I moved and curled up closer, my hand resting underneath his tshirt, on the skin just above his hip. Whoa, it had been ages since I had last had skin on skin contact like this, I couldn't even remember the last time I had been able to put my hand on his bare skin, without having to quickly pull back before Tom noticed. I loved this, it was perfect, reminding me so much of how it used to be between us.
Flashback April 20th 2009
I was in the middle of a very pleasant dream when I suddenly got woken up by something moving the bed. "ugh, Brucie, stop moving!" I moaned, turning over to face plant my pillow. "its not Brucie, its me." I heard Tom whisper, what was he doing here? He was supposed to be staying at his parents house tonight, after a family meeting thing. "eh? Tom, whats up?" I woke up a little more, turning over to face Tom, who was kneeling on the bed, not fully on, but not off either. "nothing, sorry for waking you up, I'll just go." Tom got off the bed, starting to walk out. "hey, don't go. Whats up honey?" I caught him by his wrist, pulling him into the bed again.
"I just, it sounds stupid, but, I felt lonely, and I wanted a cuddle." Tom explained, I could see him blush from here. "aw, did you miss me today then?" I smiled, sliding my hand around his waist, realising he hadn't put on a shirt, he was only wearing his boxers, he didn't drive here like that, did he? "you didn't drive here in only your boxers did you?" I had to ask before he answered, he didn't feel cold, but I was still worried, as per usual. "what? No, of course not! I got dressed first, my clothes are over there!" Tom pointed to a pile of clothes on the floor, before getting in under the covers, curling up to me, "and to answer your previous question, yeah, I missed you a lot today." He kissed me gently, tangling his arms and legs with me, his skin against mine feeling heavenly. "I missed you too. Do you think your parents will mind you sneaking out?" I smiled, kissing his nose, making him smile. "nah, they know I don't want to stay while they're arguing, and Carries gone out to a friends now, so its alright. Now, can we sleep please? I'm really tired!" Tom yawned cutely, nuzzling into my chest, his golden hair tickling my neck. "alright, night Tommy, I love you." I kissed his hair, hands tracing patterns over his bare back. "night, I love you too Ratleg." Tom grinned, before falling asleep on my chest.
Flashback end
I wished we could be like that again, cuddled up together, without having to worry about covering the scars on our arms, and being so self conscious Tom didn't dare wear anything that showed off his body. I was just joining in with him so he didn't feel like stupid or anything like that, otherwise I would have been naked, or at least close to it, I just didn't want to risk freaking Tom out. "I'll make you better Tommy, I promise, I'll make you better." I promised, I would make Tom better. We would have that back, soon, we would have that back. I would make Tom less self conscious, get him over his eating disorder, and make him realise he was worth something. Tom was worth the world, but he felt like he was worth nothing, the poor guy needed a confidence boost, and a huge one at that. And I was going to give it to him, I would help him, I swear I would help him.