TWs: Mischievous times with Matt (includes talks of 'dirty' stuff), and light teasing.
"And then we French kissed under the stars..." Matt stared into space as he rambled about his date to his friend.
Tord made a disgusted face as he gagged, "I think I threw up a little."
Matt rolled his eyes, "And when will you confess to Edd?"
"When I'm dead, which at this rate- is any day now." Tord nodded to himself, satisfied.
The ginger frowned, crossing his arms, "You can't just bottle it up forever."
"I can," Tord squinted his eyes at him, "and I will."
Matt huffed, 'Looks like I'll have to visit Edd for this to go anywhere.'
"So, what'd you want to talk about?" Edd queried as he and Matt sat at the table.
"Well," Matt beamed, "It seems that love has been in the air recently."
Edd quirked an eyebrow, "It has? I haven't noticed anything."
Matt paused, looking at the taller, "So Tom didn't tell you...?"
"Tell me what?" The brunet averted his gaze to the cola in front of him.
"Tom and I went on a date."
Edd's eyes widened as he stuck his juniper eyes on Matt, "Huh."
Matt nodded, waiting for Edd to say more.
"Y'know, I should've known- you two were obvious looking back now."
The ginger flushed at the comment.
"But what does that have to do with me?" Edd asked.
"You love someone, don't you?" Matt smiled. Edd looked at him, bewildered.
Then he laughed a bit, "What makes you say that?"
Matt hummed, "Your behavior and how you act."
Edd rolled his eyes, "I'm not in love with Tord."
There was a pause as Edd realized his mistake, clutching his cola can.
Matt smirked, "I didn't say it was Tord..."
A flash of shock appeared in Edd's eyes before being replaced with wit as the taller grinned, "Well, who else would you be talking about?"
"There's me and Tom."
"You and Tom are dating."
Matt cleared his throat, "We're not official yet."
"Oh," Edd went back to grinning, "Still, I'm not in love with Tord."
"Really?" Matt found himself raising an eyebrow at that.
"Yep." The other shrugged.
The ginger peered at him, analyzing his body gestures. Tord had rambled about Edd a few times before, one time being his body language when hiding something.
The brunette was clutching the cola can lightly, and his other hand was messing with the strings of his hoodie. Matt could also feel the other's leg bouncing underneath the table, the floor vibrating every time.
Matt hummed, getting a mischievous idea that would probably end in him getting punched, but he knew Edd wouldn't do that to his face.
"So you wouldn't mind if Tord got a girlfriend or maybe a boyfriend?" Matt tilted his head innocently.
He heard the cola can crinkle in Edd's grasp as he scoffed, "No, of course not."
"You wouldn't mind hearing Tord talk about them, giving them goo-goo eyes, watching them have a heated make-out session, and walking in on them doing the devil's tango?"
The cola exploded in Edd's grasp, Matt yelping as droplets of soda got on his hoodie and overcoat.
Edd's eye twitched as his face and hoodie were covered in cola, speaking through clenched teeth, "No, of course not..."
Matt crossed his arms, glaring at him.
The taller sighed as he faceplanted on the table, "Maybe a little."
"All you have to do is ask him to tag along with you." Matt spoke as he was leaving, "Don't say it's a date- it's best to let him figure it out."
Edd nodded, watching the ginger leave before getting out his phone. He decided to call the Norsk.
A few rings before he heard the familiar accented voice, "Hallo?"
"Hey, what are you doing right now?" Edd wanted to get straight to it.
"Uhm- nothing much, just working on an ice machine."
"A- an ice machine?" Edd smiled.
"What? Mathew has one; why can't I have my own- except personalized." He emphasized.
The tall brunette laughed, "You're an idiot."
"Am not." Tord pouted.
"Anyway." Edd paused momentarily, "I wanted to ask you something."
"Anything."
"There's a new art store opening at the centre tomorrow- I wanted to know if you would like to come with me?"
There was a temporary moment of silence.
"Sure." Tord smoothly replied to him after jumping in place and freaking out.
"See you tomorrow then?"
"Yeah, see you then."
Tord ended the call with a grin on his face. He walked out of his room, smelling that dinner was almost ready. He saw Pat getting the plates ready, and Pau was doing something on his phone while not-so-discreetly watching Pat.
"Your plate's ready, Tord," Pat spoke as he turned to the Norsk.
The shorter grinned at him before enveloping him in a hug, "Thank you, Dad."
Pat froze, not expecting the hug or the nickname. Tord didn't like contact, so one of these moments was rare.
"You're welcome...?" Pat watched as Tord let go and hugged Pau.
"Thank you, Pappa."
Pau looked just as confused- if not- more confused than Pat.
They watched as Tord took his plate of food and sat at the table.
"What...?" Pat mumbled, glancing at Pau.
"I have no idea." He shrugged.
Tord happily munched away at the bacon on his plate as Pat and Pau took their seats. They stared at him worriedly.
"What?" Tord looked at them, noticing their gazes.
"You seem... happy today," Pat analyzed, "Did anything happen?"
Tord thought momentarily, "Would it be considered a date if the person didn't specify it was a date?"
The pilots looked confused, glancing at each other.
"You're going on a date?" Pat questioned.
"Yes- no- maybe? He didn't specify." Tord looked down.
"He?" Pau perked up, a smile gracing his lips, "Is it who I think it is?"
Tord groaned, hiding his reddened face behind his hands.
"Ooooh, I knew it," Pau smirked.
"Wha... oh- oh! You're going on a date with Edd?" Pat asked.
"Yes? No? I don't know!" Tord whined as he tilted his head back, "He only asked if I could come with; it didn't sound like an 'I want to go on a date with you.'"
"You never know." Pat shrugged, "Maybe he didn't want to freak you out, or he's scared of rejection- there could be multiple reasons why he phrased it that way."
"Yeah, you're right." Tord sighed.
"I know I am." Pat nodded. Tord looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "What?"
"You're starting to sound like Matt." The Norsk muttered.
"He's very impressionable, so I'm not surprised he rubbed off on me."
"You've only met a couple of times...?"
"He visits the diner often."
"Huh." Tord wasn't expecting that answer.
Pat glanced over at Pau, who was staring at him, "What is it?"
"Oh- nothing." The taller shook his head as he went back to eating.
"Okay...?"
Tord rolled his eyes, huffing at the scene in front of him. How come Pau could tease him about Edd, but he couldn't do the same with him and Pat?
'Det er ikke rettferdig...' He whined to himself.
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Norwegian =
Hallo - Hello
Det er ikke rettferdig - It's not fair
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