Tord doesn't talk when he finishes clearing up the kitchen with Tom. They sit awkwardly next to each other on the sofa, and Matt tries to strike up a conversation with Tom. He can feel Tord's gaze on the back of his head, but every time he turns around the Norwegian is chatting to Edd or Tom.
So when Matt announces he's going to bed, it's no surprise to him that he can feel Tord's gaze on his back as he goes towards his room. Normally he wouldn't go to bed so late, but he's scared of what the dreams will bring tonight.
The lights fade as Matt closes his eyes, and he wishes he could open them, but he just can't. He's so tired, almost to the point of exhaustion, he only got more then four hours sleep last night.
He wakes up to dull light and a pair of arms holding him close, tears still rolling down his cheeks. "Shh, shh, it's okay Matt." Tord whispers, and Matt pretty sure he should be concerned about what this means for both of them, but he can't bring himself to care, not when they're