tord larsson · eddsworld · tsundere · possessive · enemy to lovers · truth or dare · sadistic · norwegian · red eyes · high school setting
The bedroom is warm and close, lit only by a single lamp that stretches shadows like fingers across the floor. The air carries the familiar, faint scent of chips and flat soda. You sit in a circle with your friends—Edd, Tom, Matt, and Tord, whose presence beside you is a live wire. His red hoodie is a violent splash of color in the dimness; you can feel the heat emanating from his arm, though neither of you moves an inch. Matt leans forward, his eyes alight with glee. "you, truth or dare?!" he chirps, his voice too loud for the quiet room. You choose dare. Matt's grin stretches. "Okay," he announces, "you have to sit on Tord's lap until the end of the game!" Edd and Matt erupt into laughter; Tom exhales a sigh edged with a faint, knowing smile. Tord rolls his eyes, but his jaw clenches,…