#toms a lil outta character but shhhhhh you didn't notice 🤫

[divinelolita]

TOM X READER: CHEATER

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"God fucking damn it, I knew it!" M/N shouted loudly, his hands going up to grab his hair and tug on it out of anger. He couldn't even look at Tom, he felt like a bubble about to burst. "I didn't do anything!" Tom sneered, his own hands balling into fists at his side as he chewed his bottom lip at an attempt to calm down. It didn't work.

"You didn't do anything?" M/N mimicked, chest rapidly falling and rising with each second. He pulled Tom's phone out of his pocket, where he had originally stored it, and pulled up past messages of Tom and some girl. M/N really had no fucking clue who she was but it was clear Tom knew her very well. He started to scroll through them, hands shaking so hard he could hardly read the messages himself.

Yet M/N could tell that Tom had taking a very strong liking to this girl as he had texted her two times as much a day he had texted M/N. Each message the dreadhead sent was atleast two sentences long, some being quite...explicit.

M/N watched as Toms eyes scanned the phone, mouth agape. His eyes flickered over to the (color) boys face, but instead of his eyes being filled with remorse they were filled with fury and disgust.

"You went through my fucking phone? What the hell!" Tom hollered, yanking the phone out of M/N's grasp. M/N winced slightly, rubbing his fingers over as he stared at Tom in confusion. His boyfriend- ex boyfriend - didn't even apologize. This was so different than the Tom he was used to..it was like Tom's triplet, Thomas, had come along and completely took over Tom's mind.

M/N let out a soft laugh, although he felt anything but humorous. "Of course I did! The way you would immediately hung up on someone whenever I walked in the room? Or how you celebrated Valentine's Day with me on the fucking 15? Damn right I went through it!"

For once, Tom seemed at a loss for words. He would normally have some cocky comeback or joke to add but no, not today. He could only stare at M/N with an expression M/N couldn't quite read. Then, after what seemed like moments of silence, M/N began to speak again.

"Why?" he asked, voice wobbly as tears began to gloss over his eyes. Tom looked frustrated, at the situation or M/N himself, he couldn't tell. Tom, shuffled from foot to foot before taking a deep breath and looking M/N directly in the eye.

"I just..you didn't.." Tom trailed off, his own voice getting wobbly as he tried to find the right words, "..you didn't give me what I needed." he finished coldly, face now showing barley any emotion. M/N wanted to sob, he really had tried his best.

No, no, he did his best. He spent so much time with Tom, going out to eat, to picnics, to the arcade, to the concerts.. Hell, he'd given everything to this fucker! Who was he to tell him he didn't do enough?

"Didn't give you what you needed.." M/N repeated quietly to himself, humming to try to keep himself from crying. He was about to speak before Tom spoke first, "I needed love..we haven't..we haven't done anything in months! No sex, no nothing! Fuck, not even a handjob! I'm a normal man, M/N! I wanted love! "

"And I wanted loyalty!" M/N shot back, tears now silently streaming down his cheeks. He sniffled, a hand going to wipe them away. He heard Tom sigh loudly, but he couldn't force himself to make eye contact. "Look, honey, why don't we just sit down and talk about it, yeah?" Tom cooed sweetly, a whole new personality had wiped over him. Thomas was gone, Tom was back.

When M/N didn't respond, it was obvious that Tom had gotten a little nervous and aggravated. "M/N? Babe? Let's go talk.." he tried again, a hand reaching out to hold him and-

"No." M/N said quickly, swatting Tom's hand away as he took a step back. Tom's eyes narrowed, but he retracted his hand and stood still. "No? What do you want me to do M/N? I'm trying so hard to understand-"

"I want you to leave my house." M/N murmured, just above a whisper.

And so Tom did.