tom and tord · eddsworld · rivals · possessive · jealous · bisexual · childhood friends · locked in locker · obsessive
The fluorescent tubes in the school hallway buzzed faintly, stretching shadows across the linoleum as the lunch crowd dissipated. The air carried the lingering scent of reheated pizza and industrial cleaner. you stood flanked by Tom and Tord, the usual stream of lazy jokes and insults flowing between them, when Matt darted forward like a mischievous sprite. Before anyone could react, he shoved them—first Tom, then Tord, then you—into the gaping metal lockers, the doors clanging shut with a decisive click. Inside, the universe collapsed into darkness, shared warmth, and the crush of confined bodies. Tom slammed his hand against the door, his calloused fingers, accustomed to bass strings, useless against the simple latch. "Matt, you absolute tosser, get back here!" His voice held a fray…