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Tom had been planning his suicide for months now. He was tired of the weight and pain he'd experienced on a daily basis. So he spent the most he could with Edd and Matt, it had Matt taken aback, his grumpy nature turned to a happy one. Tom would spend insane amounts of money on gifts, buying Edd a nearly £800 digital tablet, and Matt a large vanity mirror.
He'd been writing letters, trying to find the right words to explain his pain and to bid his friends goodbye. Especially to Matt, his beloved Matt, a distant dream of being his, for Matt to love him despite his flaws.
Tonight was his last night. He watched some movies with the boys, though he didn't focus much on it, rather be watched his friends reactions. Their smiles. Matt's smile. He'd miss that, well if he were to even be capable of missing it, he's not sure what's to come after Death. Then he watched Matt squeak and grab onto Edd during a Horror Movie.
Eventually the movie ended and Edd said his goodnights and went to bed, but Matt stayed on the couch, talking to Tom. His heart stung, he wondered if they would miss him when he was gone. Maybe they'd move on quickly, maybe it'd be a relief.
Matt pulled Tom out of his thoughts "Earth to Tom!"
Tom looked at the ginger, "Can I sleep with you tonight? The movie scared me" he whimpered out, causing a lump in Tom's throat "and why can't you sleep with Edd?". Matt just whined "oh come on please?".
Tom had to think for a moment.. he can.. always do it tomorrow right? yeah. yeah.
Tom smiled and got up, stretching then offering a hand out to Matt "alright come on now.", he pulled himself off the couch and they walked together to Tom's room.
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It was peaceful, Tom was honestly having some trouble trying to sleep, Matt seemily passed out as soon as they reached the bed. Although his thoughts were contradicted when Matt's lanky arms wrapped around Tom's waist. "Tom?".
Tom's face flushed and he felt himself grow a little shakey "Yeah?". Matt pressed his forehead against his back, letting out a small yawn "Can we cuddle.". Tom just gulped "Yeah..".
Matt held him close, stroking his stomach with his thumb. Matt just kind of mumbled, he's always known for doing that when he was tired. He used to be a sleepwalker too, but thankfully that came to a stop. He kept mumbling, mostly incoherent but then began saying something that made Tom's heart beat hard against his chest.
"You're so pretty.."
The words felt fake, how could he be pretty. Especially compared to the god behind him. He felt a little heated, he didn't want to believe his words, especially because he felt they weren't true. He can't hold it against him now though, he just.. just wanted to sleep and get it all over with.
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He woke up extremely early, earlier than he ever would wake up. Still greeted with the warmth behind him, hot breath on his back. He held Matt's arm, stifling a sob. Which didn't last long.
He cried. Quietly but still, he shouldn't be held like this, not by anybody and especially not by Matt. He didn't deserve any affection or positive attention. He was a mutt, a disgrace, trash compared to everyone else.
Matt was perfection. He was beautiful, confident, and kind. He would do anything to be his, but it was a reality he knew he'd never reach.
Matt shifted and pulled Tom closer "mm?".. Tom continued to cry, Matt didn't question it, he just held him close and rubbed his stomach. He squeezed him a bit.
He felt safe, he felt loved even for a moment. He was embarrassed he cried in front of him. but the fact he didn't run away from him was enough.
Their story is everything that anyone would hope for, embarrassing confessions that led to a long and hopeful future for the two. Sticking with one another through thick and thin.
It was nice, calm. Safe, you know?
Tom was perfect to Matt
and Matt was perfect to Tom
They were just perfect together