Tom sat alone in his house. He and Rob had bettered their relationship and there hadn't been an incident for a little over a month. He hummed lightly as he ate heathbar icecream and watched The Dark Knight.

The older gent had been planing to surprise his lover for their one year anniversary. He snuck up on the Brit's, not even paying attention to what he was watching, and covered his eyes. "Boo." he whispered.

The younger man jumped lightly in surprise, but smiled warmly. "Well hello there gorgeous." He chuckled.

Rob laughed quietly when the man jumped and kissed his cheek. "Hello to you too handsome. You almost ready?"

Tom giggled and nodded, sitting up and shutting off the TV, right as a memorial of Heath popped up. "Yup. Just got to brush my teeth. I've been eating candy all day.."

That voice. .. for a faction of a moment Rob had hear that voice he hadn't heard in a couple year. Why would they torture him like this. Taking deep breath he smiled and kissed the other man's cheek. "Think you'll have room for dinner?"

Tom giggled and nodded. "Of course. I was thinking we could go to that little water front restaurant. The beach view is lovely."

Snapping Rob out of his daze he smiled and nodded. "I think that sounds amazing."

"Alright, I'll be right back." Tom nuzzled his lover and went to the bathroom, leaving the candy on the table.

"I need a drink." the classy actor muttered to himself as he helped himself to a glass of water. It was going to be a long night if other places were playing this.

Tom brushed his teeth quickly and brushed his hair, then stepped back out and slipped on his dhoes

Rob smiled and looked to the younger man holding out his arm. "Ready?"

Tom smiled sweetly and took his arm. "Whenever you are.."

The older actor lead his lover out. Just before they had reached outside he covered. "Now I know I said we'd take the car but...." He stopped as he got to where he need Tom to stand and slowly uncovered his eyes. "I had a different idea.

Tom chuckled and followed his lover's lead. "...A different idea?"

A horse drawn carriage stood waiting for the two gentle. Subtle and romantic in his own way, Robert kissed Tom's cheek and smiled."Happy anniversary."

Tom blushed deeply and nearly tackled him with a kiss. ” you are so perfect....” He whispered, caressing his lovers hips. ”I have your surprise when we get back..”

"oh really?" Rob smiled and kissed the Brit's lips. "Come on the night is only beginning."

He giggled and folloed him onto the horse drawn carriage, looking so childishly excited

The carriage had taken a scenic route. Down pass the forrest line street down by the deep blue waters of the ocean where it came to a stop. Rob was the first out and held his hand out for the Brit.

Tom took his hand and looked around in awe. ”Rob... This is so beautiful... You didbt have to go all out like this, I feel spoiled!” He giggled

"Nothing but the best for you my love." Rob smiled and lifted him bridal style before he made it fully out of the carrige. "And to think this is only stop one of tjenight."

Tom squeaked and clung to him, laughing lightly. "Rob please, don't spoil me..." He nuzzled the older actor's neck.

Rob smiled and kissed his cheek as he walked with him across the beach and a spot with a basket and a blanket laid out. "Too late."

Tom bit his lip excitedly and poked his nose. "You sir, are mean."

"How am I mean babe?" Rob laughed and set him down on the blanket.

"Because you're perfect." Tom tackled him to the blanket, cuddling him.

Rob laugh as he sat down beside him. He opened the basket and pulled out a couple of small dishes. "How about the treat before dinner."

"If you continually spoil me I'm going to have to tie you up."tom warned, chuckling.

"Mmm Kinky... " Rob chuckled and placed out a a bigger plate of small tiny what looked to be cherry pies. "I might just keep spoiling you."

Tom squealed and picked one up. "IT'S SO CUTE AND LITTLEEEE!!" he giggled.

The older gent laughed and kissed his cheek. "You're too cute." he said as he picked one up and fed it to his lover.

Tom smiled and took a bite, nipping the older man's finger. "Mmm... You made these?"

"Yup, but for the sake of my sanity didn't wear an apron." Rob chuckled and ate one himself.

Tom pressed lightly against him. "Mm... I would have liked the apron.."

Rob laughed lightly and smiled. "Next time." he said kissing the side of his neck.

Tom purred lightly, arching his neck lightly. "Mmm.... Promise?"

"Promise." Once they had finished the food he pulled the Brit into his arms and watched the sun set into the sea.

He meeped and giggled, cuddling into his lap. "I love you so much, Robert.."

"I love you too, Tom" The smaller man replied and kissed his cheek.

Tom played with his fingers, lifting them to those thin lips and kissing them gently. "This day has been amazing..."

"It's not over yet." Rob said softly into his ear. He stood and helped Tom to his feet before bring him back to the carriage. "We still have dinner and dessert to do."

Tom blushed and smiled, following him quickly. "You brat.." He hopped in and pulled Rob close.

Rob just smiled and cuddled close. "If only you knew." He replied with a kiss. With in a matter of minutes they were at the sea side restaurant where they sat and ate dinner by the moonlit.

Tom talked with Rob about all the things they loved about each other the entire night as they ate. Those big blue dreamy eyes stared longingly into the older actors when he spoke

As the night went on Rob could only find more and more reasons to love him. It made the night even more special. As the finished dinner he took his hand and lead him back to the carriage. "One last stop."

Tom wrapped his arms around Rob from behind, nuzzling his face into the shorter man's neck. "Come now, Robert... Everything has been so perfect... Lets just go home and love the night away..." He purred

"One last stop I promise." The older gent replied, trying in the taller man's arms and kissing him sweetly.

Tom purred into the kiss and caressed his hips. "Alright... Where?"

Rob smiled and helped him into the carriage. It was a slightly longer ride but five minutes before midnight came The carriage stopped and He took Tom though a a patch of wood though a groove of trees to a tiny pond where at there rose cover arch way. The moon and stars were in the right position to glitter off the water. He pulled tom over to the arch of roses got down on one knee and pulled something out of his pocket. " I'm going to try to be sappy here so bare with me." he paused for a moment to get his thoughts in order. "In the years that I have known you. There has been no one to match your true beauty. I'm not just talking physical I'm talking inner beauty as well. There has been one to make my heartbeat the way you do. So here is my question for you: Will you, Thomas William Hiddleson, do me the honor of marrying me." Right as the clock stuck twelve he held up the ring to prove his point.

The Brit waited excitedly in the carriage and looked around as they got out. He followed Rob through the woods, confused for a little bit until the hit the beautiful pond. "Rob... This is gorgeous.." He looked down at him, his cheeks lighting up bright. "WHat do you-..." His heart skipped a beat and he glomped Rob to the floor. "YES!"

The american actor smiled as his heart felt joy fill his heart for the first time in a long time. "I love you."

Tom kissed him deeply, hugging the older man close. "I love you too, Rob..."

"Now we can go home if you like." Rob said softly kissing him in between. "or we can stay her and enjoy the night."

"How's about we go home and enjoy the night?" He purred, kissing him deeply.

The older man grinned into the kiss and sat up still lips locked. "come,"

"Coming~" Tom hopped to his feet and held his hands, following him quickly.

He led Tom back to the carriage and they made their peaceful ride home.

They got back to Tom's apartment and he led him upstairs. He covered Rob's eyes, leading him into the bedroom. "Okay, three... two... one.." He uncovered Rob's eyes. The bedroom was covered in rose petals, and a bottle of wine and two glasses rested on the bed over silken sheets. He pressed play on the radio next to him and sultry love music came on.

Rob smiled and turned in Tom's arms. "You shouldn't have." He leaned up and kissed the Brit passionately.

Tom kissed back tenderly, pulling Rob close and swaying his hips, lightly dancing with him. "Well, it's no carriage ride all night, but I thought a romantic time with you would be lovely."

Rob just smiled and thought to himself. "This night couldn't get any better."

Tom pulled him onto the bed and poured them each a glass of wine. "Cheers, to the most perfect man in existence. Mr. Robert Downey Jr.

"No I think the most prefect in existence has to go to you, my love." Rob kissed the younger male before taking a sip.

”Far from it love.” He chuckled.

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Tom got everything set up. He had the music prepared, the flowers around the bed, the candles... He smiled as Rob walked in. They were playing cute and dumb romantic games and this time was karaoke. "You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you. You'd be like heaven to touch. I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived. And I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true. Can't take my eyes off of you." He kissed Rob's cheek as he danced around him.

Heart wrenched, Rob looked down at the floor. Why, of all songs did Tom have to choose that one? The one that would make him think of him and cause him the most pain. It was Tom's fault, he didn't know. "Tom... any song but that one..." He didn't raise his head.

Tom paused, the music still playing and looked confused. "Rob, what's wrong? You don't like that song?"

"For the sake of avoiding conflict. No I do not like that song." Rod admitted.

"Conflict? Robert, what are you talking about..?" Tom looked so confused. What was Rob avoiding so terribly.

"It's nothing just drop it." The older man snapped and stood. Tom didn't deserve this. "Please..."

The Brit got up and grabbed his wrist. "Won't you tell me anything?" He begged. "I'm worried about you.."

Rob loved Tom, He really did but it was times like this that really pissed him off. "Tom I tell you mostly everything. This is just one thing I would like to keep to myself."

"I'm not asking you to spill your guts to me, Rob. I just want to know a brief why, so that I can avoid triggering you.. I know it's a trigger... Something's haunting you.." Tom said softly, his hand still aound Rob's wrist.

"Just let it go!" The older acter snapped and wrenched his wrist from Tom's hand.

Tom winced and took a step back, hurt by his lover's sudden outburst.. "Why won't you talk to me!? I just want to help you!"

"Because there is nothing to talk about!" The American actor snapped. He took a step forward and pinned the man to the wall by his shoulder. His vision was starting to fade and his eyes grew darker. "What is in my past is in the past. There is a reason it's buried and I don't need it dug up by the likes of you. Why can't you seem to understand that there are somethings you just don't need to know."

Tom flinched as he was pinned at stared worriedly at Rob. "Alright fine! I was just trying to help you... Holding bad stuff in isn't good for you, Robert..."

Rob could no longer see or control himself. He back handed the Brit at half force.

The Brit yelped and shoved Robert away. He scrambled passed him and into the bedroom, climbing over the bed and quickly dialing Ben's number. He had forgotten that Ben went back to London.

The older actor followed in a bit of a rage. "What you think you can just leave?" He said his voice filled with darkness. He moved onto the bed and pinned the man down again. "I'm not done with you yet."

If Ben were to pick up the phone, he would have only heard "Please n-" before the phone cut off. It had fallen from his hands, the battery popping out. "Rob stop it!"

"Hey love ho-..." Hearing the panic in Tom's and then the line go dead, Ben started to worry what was happening. Calling his manager and having him pause the shooting for sherlock and get a flight out to the US, he planed to find out for himself what the hell was going on, even if it mean he was too late to save him.

Rob had ripped tom's shirt off as the phone had drop. "I think not." He was rougher then usual he tore way away at the Brit's clothing and hitting him every time he cried out. 

He push at Rob's face, trying to get him away. "I dropped the subject! Please!" He cried and managed to shove his lover off the bed. He could try and grab Rob's phone and call Chris, but the door was locked.

Rob managed to get the Brit pinned as he grabbed a hold of him and tossed him into their metal bed frame. He no longer spoke, just beat the crap out of the poor man now underneath him. He managed to get him out of his pants and underwear and got his own member out out before shoving it into his lover at brute force.

Tom hit his head on the frame, causing him to flop on the bed and black out for a minute or two. When he blinked back into reality, he was in terrible pain and Rob was inside of him. He pulled his pillow over his face and cried into it, not wanting to look at the animal is lover had become.

Rob had become an animal. His thrust were wild hard and fast. His eyes were so dark they were like black mirrors. It was as if he had no awareness what so ever of what was going on.

Tom couldn't take the pain. He punched Rob hard in the face, trying to knock him off. "Get the hell off of me!" He screamed.

The older man back handed the British actor as hard as he could. He grabbed his legs and pushed them up to his shoulder and pinned down his arms. "Don't you fucking dare." He growled slamming into him harder

”I'm going to dare!” Tom leaned up, despite his arms being pinned, biting into his shoulder as hard as he could. He didn't want to be helpless again.

Pulling out he flipped the younger man onto his knee and brace his arm over his shoulders. "Don't fucking toy with me." He hissed in Tom's ear as he slammed back in.

Tom screamed out and buried his face in his arms, giving into the animal he called his lover. He was bloodied and bruised and just didn't want to fight anymore.

Over and over again Rob pounded into the poor Brit relentlessly. It was hours before the older man was just too tired to go on.

The Brit dared not move. How could he? If he tried, the man above him would shove him down and get rougher. His body was broken and the very soul inside of him was on the verge of it. Tom simply laid there, apologizing over and over through soft, hiccuped sobs and an onslaught of tears. After the hour of eternity, it finally stopped. And still, he dared not move. Was Rob back to normal? Was he snapping out of it? Or was he just pausing momentarily to think of another way to hurt him? Tom couldn't be sure. But he did know this; there was no god. What god would allow this?

The older man had started to moved to the bed but collapsed half way there. The black out took its toll on him.

Tom looked over as he collapsed and shakily got to his feet. He limped over and gently picked the older actor up, placing him on the bed. The Brit caressed his hair and kissed his forehead. "I forgive you.." He whispered, got dressed, and walked out.

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Rob slept through the night and when morning came he woke with a violent headache. "What the fuck?" He hissed as he sat up. He looked to the side where Tom normally lied beside him and found no Tom. Was he already up? "Tom?" He called out.

Tom walked around the city all night, not able to sleep nor go back. He forced himself to walk back home and took a deep breath before walking in and taking off his shoes. His face was bruised, as was his body, which he covered with a coat.

The older man stood from the bed, throw on his robe and looked for the taller man. "Tom?"

Tom looked up and hurried to the bathroom to shower. "In the shower, Rob." He called after.

"Ah" he followed the sound of the shower and had join the man in the bathroom. "Did you sleep well?" He asked innocently.

Tom kept the curtain closed and stood in the cool, numbing embrace of the water. "Not really... I couldn't sleep so I took a walk around town."

"are you alright?" the older man asked. "was it a bad dream or insomnia?" He had no recollection of the night before.

"A little of both..." Tom said softly. Tears slipped from his eyes and mingled with the water. He didn't have the heart to tell him.

Rob could hear the pain in his voice and started to worry. "Tom... what's wrong?" he questioned "and don't lie to me." 

"Nothing's wrong." Tom said softly. "I'm just tired... I might take a nap after the shower.'

"Want me to come with?" The shorter man asked. He knew something was up. The man slept like a rock most of the time and it was damn near impossible to wake him up.

"No, no. You have work, remember? Iron Man 3?" He chuckled lightly, doing his best to hide the pain.

Rob was slightly disappointed buthe nodded though his lover couldn't see him. "I could always cancel today if you need me." He said hoping the younger man would say yes.

"Rob, darling... You cancelled already last week. Joss is going to be upset with you. I'll be fine, I'll probably just pass out watching movies." Tom reassured him.

The older man sighed softly "alright you win I'll go." Murmured and walked out. He was really worried about Tom but he just left for the set.

Tom said a quick "i love you" before breaking down when he heard the front door close. He pulled himself out of the shower and got dressed in a turtle neck and jeans. He grabbed his cell phone and dialed benedict's number.

Two rings and the Brit answered. "How are you love?" He answered. What Tom didn't realize was he was standing outside the front door.

Tom tried to hide the choking of his voice. "I'm fine... Um, I know you're in London but... I was wondering when you were getting some time off... I'm.. I'm a bit lonely."

"I'm not sure." Ben lied covering the phone for a moment. He could hear there was something wrong and he could only guess that it had to do with one person. "I'm really booked soiled love." He coveted the phone again and knocked on the door. "Maybe I should go it sounds like you have company."

Tom smiled sadly, though Ben couldn't see. "No, no darling it's alright. Just um.. Just call me when you get some free time." he looked up. "It's probably Rob.. Forgot something most likely. Bye Ben." He hung up and got up, walking over to the door and opening it. "Hello-" he stared in surprise.

"Surprise!" The slightly older Brit spoke as he wrapped his arms around tome and kissed his cheek.

Tom threw his arms around Ben, ignoring the pain and hugged him close. "You brat!" he laughed. "You tricked me..." He had put cover up on his face to his the bruising.

Ben chuckled and held the man to him. "Are you alright?" He asked tilting Tom's face to look at his. "And don't lie to me."

Tom immediately averted eye contact. "... No.. Not particularly..." He let go of Ben and led him inside, sitting on the couch with a wince. ".... It was really bad last night.. I haven't got a wink of sleep."

"Thomas!" The young Brit replied with a shock yet sympathetic look on his face. "I'm sorry love. " he kissed his cheek and helped being him inside.

Tom stared at the floor. "Promise you won't say anything, Ben..." He pulled off his sweater, exposing the bruises.

The look on Ben's face went fr sympathetic to horrified. "What the bloody hell is that?" He asked as he glazed his fingers over some of the spots softly. "What the hell are you still doing with him? For god sakes Tom, he's going to kill you one of these days." He snapped

Tom winced as he snapped and curled up. "... We got in a fight... A-And it just escalated..."

Ben took Tom into his arms and held him gentle. "Darling I am so sorry." He spoke softly into his ear and tried to calm him.

Tom broke down in his arms and cuddled him tight. "I-I-I'm s-so sorry.." he choked

The older Brit sat down with Tom in his arms and held him tight trying his best to calm him. "It's alright love I'm here now.."

Tom buried his face in Ben's neck. "Everything hurts to terribly, Ben... I hit him back but.."

Ben rocked them both gently so not to hurt him. "You need to leave him love." He suggested softly. "I love you but I really don't want to have to attend your funarel."

"You're not going too... It's not like that, Ben. He won't kill me, he just.." Tom sighed softly.

"Tome you don't know that." Ben kissed his forehead. "Tom don't you hear yourself, you sound like one of those abuse victims that has to justify everything he does."

Tom curled up and gripped onto his shirt. "I'm not trying to justify it... Look, he's going to get help. I'll convince him to get therapy."

Ben held him close kissing the top of his head. "And if he doesn't?" He asked "what then?"

"He will... He'll do it because he doesn't want to hurt me." Tom mumbled, nuzzling his neck.

The older Brit purred softly went he felt the other nuzzle his neck. "Please Tom I'm begging you...end this before you get hurt again." His words soft and pleading.

"I can't Ben... I love him." He sighed softly, curlin up in his lap.

His heart shattered at Tom's words but he held him tight either way. He loved him for so long, and to see him hurt by the one person he had idolized just made it all so much worse. "Tom I ... " he couldn't bring himself to say it those three little words but he knew to Tom they would mean nothing but friendship. "I hope your right then." He said instead. Back to hiding his feelings for him once more.

Tom looked up and caught a glimpse of the heartbreak before Ben went and hid it again. He leaned up and hesitantly pressed his lips to the older man.

The older Brit pulled back in shock and confusion. "What....what was that for?" He asked

Tom flinched when he pulled away and casted his eyes to the floor. "I also love you.."

Ben gave him a sad smile and kissed him softly. " I love you too but Tom..." He paused he didn't want Tom to feel the need to prove anything to him he also didn't want him to do something he knew he would regret. "I don't want you to do something you'll regret later."

Tom shook his head. "There's nothing I would regret.." he mumbled, sliding his fingers into his hair. "I just... I don't know."

Ben kissed his forehead and rest his against the others. "Rest, that's what you need." He smile

Tom shook his head again. "I don't want to... I just want to get out of the house.."

Ben stood and took he hand. "Come I know exactly where to go."

Tom got up quietly and followed. "Where?"

"Anywhere that isn't here." The older Brit said as he took him out to the rental car he had. "I will make this day far more better for you."

Tom got up and snuggled up in the passenger seat. "You really don't have to do this, Ben.."

Th short man smiled and place his hand over toms. "Of course I do." He grin before taking off.

Tom looked at their hands and held it gently, smiling. "Thank you, Ben."

"Anything for you." He picked up the younger man's hand and placed a gentle kissed to the back of his hand. Anything to show the gentle affection he deserved.

Tom smiled a little brighter, and was actually able to relax.

Ben took him and spoiled the ever Lovering shit out of the other Brit. Though he knew the other man would never love him the way he wish it didn't mean he couldn't show him just how he really felt about him.

Tom was actually having fun. He looked happy and cheerful, like the Tom he use to be. "That was fantastic Ben!!"

Ben smiled as he saw just how happy Tom was. 'You're welcome my dear."

Tom snuggled up to him and kissed his cheek. He jumped when Ben's name was shouted. Martin waved from across the room. "Beeen!"

Ben looked over and waved and looked back at tome. "That would be Martain."

Tom smiled, a bit sad. "Maybe you should go see him?"

"I'm here with you darling. I'm not going to leave your side."

Martin walked over. "Hey, what are you doing?" He chuckled.

Ben smiled and wrapped an arm around Tom. "I'm on a date here with Tom."

"Awww you should be on a date here with me." Martin winked.

Ben blushed but only for a moment. He looked at Tom and smiled. "I guess you were just a bit late in asking."

Martin pouted. "But..." Tom placed a hand on his shoulder. "Go.."

Ben was confused why was he pushing him away? "But..."

Martin took Ben's hand. "Pllleeaaaseee?"

"But what about you tom." Ben asked the blonde before looking back at Martin,"

Tom kissed his cheek. "I'll be alright.."

"I feel horrible for leaving you like this.

"Don't." Tom comforted him. "You've done so much for me today..."

Ben kissed his cheek as he stood. "I'll make it up to you tomorrow." he smiled softly.

"Its alright... Have fun." He kissed Ben's cheek before walking back home.

Ben walked over to martin and looked back where Tom had been. A sad look crossed the mans face as looked back at martin. "I'm worried about him."

Martin frowned. "Whats wrong?"

Tom walked into his house, cautious. He didn't know if Rob was home.

The taller brit sighed. "He's going back to Rob I know it."

Rob had fallen asleep on the couch not sure if his lover would return. with the blanket wrapped in his arm and a picture of tom on top of it. Tears stained his cheek.

Tom walked over, sitting beside him. "Rob... darling?" He shook his boyfriend gently.

Rob cried out softly in his sleep. "Heath... no." His heart even now, was still breaking.

Tom frowned, shaking him gently. "Darling, please get up.."

Rob woke up with a gasp, Startled out of sleep. He quickly sat up and looked at Tom. "Tom?"

Tom smiled warmly. "Hey love.."

Rob just about launched himself at the brit and kissed him all over. "Tom I am so so sorry. I don't even know what happened." He admited to him.

Tom held him close. "I've missed you... Worry not love.."

Rod held on to Tom for dear life. He was afraid that if he let him go he would disappear just like Heath. "I'm so sorry."

"Rob, its alright... relax darling.." he whispered.

"I didn't mean to I swear." He was so hung up on just how bad he hurt him.

"I know baby..." Tom purred.

Kissing his neck and he;s cheek he was glad that Tom came back. "I love you."

"I love you too..." He petted Rob's hair "I've got you.."

"I never wanted to hurt you." he cried on his shoulder. "I never wanted this to happen."

"I know doll.." He cooed. "but its okay now..."

He pulled the brit down beside him and held him in his arms. He kissed him passionately. Nothing he could do say could ever make up for the mess he caused.

Tom kissed back lovingly, taking Rob's hand and placing it on his chest. "Darling...?"

Rob looked up, tears finally subsiding. "Hmm?"

"I love you..." He whispered.

Fresh tear filled his eyes as he looked into Tom's own eyes. This was a man of patience and love. "I love you too."

Tom held him in those long, strong arms,c comforting him. He knew Rob regretted what happened, and couldnt help but forgive him. "I don't blame you, Robert..."

"You probably should, I just... god how could I have let this happen?" He asked himself looking over the extent of the injuries. "are you okay?"

Tom winced as he was touched. "I'm alright baby..."

Rob pulled his hands away when he saw him wince. "are you sure?" He asked

"Yeah... Sore spots, thats all..." He reassured.

Rob gently touched the spots that had no bruising and gave him a sad smile.

Tom smiled weakly, nuzzling him. "Rob? What happened between you and Heath?"

Rob looked down at the bed not really wanting to talk about it. "Tom... can we not talk about him... Please." His eyes showed the pain that he was in.

Tom lifted his chin. "No. We are going talk about him. You need to, Rob..."

"Please not now... not tonight." Rob begged

"Yes now. Yes tonight." Tom held his shoulders. "Please.."

Rob's eye well with tears and shook his head. "Please don't make me relive it."

"Robert, we can't go on like this!" Tom said, exsasperated. "You can't keep putting this off."

Reliving the day Heath died in his head hurt more then anything. He curled up with his head in tom's lap trying desprately not to cry. "I swear I will tell you when I'm ready just please... drop it."

Tom lifted his chin."No. Now.."

Tears now streaming down his face as he began reliving that pain. "Tom... I'm begging you... please. just. drop. it."

"If you snap and beat me, I can take it. But you need to tell me. I cna't keep going on like this, Robert.."

"I DON'T WANT TO DO THAT!" Rob yelled and stopped to look at tom. "Just.stop!'

"I won't!" Tom snapped back. "You'll avoid it and avoid it and let the thoughts burrow until one day you snap and kill me! You talk about it NOW!"

Rob looked at tom, mouth a gaped open slightly. "...we're done here." He said as he stood off the bed and headed for the door. "Talk to me when you're done being an ass."

Tom grabbed his arm, slamming him on the bed. He ripped off his shirt, revieling the bruises and cuts over his chest.. "I'm the ass? I'm the ass for wanting to help my fiance so he'll stop beating me?!"

The american glared and shoved him off. If it wasn't bad enough that he felt like shit that he had hurt Tom he was throwing it in his face. "Fuck off Tom." He hissed and stood up again. How about I bring up all the girls that left you. The ones that turned you down or turned you away."

Tom teared up. "You mean all the women that hurt me because I didn't realize I was mad for you? That if I had met you earlier I would have realized who I was and who I love? I'm trying to help damnit!"

"If you really want to help then don't fucking bring him up." Rob hissed not once caring that Tom was about to cry. Why couldn't he see that talking Heath was killing him?

Tom shoved him onto the couch. "You know what? Fine. You want to be like this? Then I'm done." He went to their room, grabbing his clothes.

It was then Rob started to feel more guilt. He stood, walked up behind Tom and wrapped his arms around his wasit. Resting his head on the brit's shoulder he place gentle kisses there. "Tom... don't go." Rob said brokenly. "Please don't go. Just... give me time is all I ask."

Tom wanted to shoulder him off, but didn't. He just stood there. "Why? So you can tell me about all the rejection I've dealt with? How I wanted you for so long and when I finally got up the courage you ask, you were plowing Evans? How I finally have you- I FINALLY can call you my own - and you have surpressed rage that ends in me covered in bruises? I will not give you time. Tell me now, if you end up hurting me, I'll take it. But tell me now, or I'm leaving."

Rob held him tight for a moment but then he let go. "Then l...leave." His voice cracked. What was left of his heart shattered. he couldn't do that again. He couldn't hurt the one he loved so much. He sat on the corner of the bed and placed his head in his hands.

Tom's heart broke. "... That's it? You're just going to let me go like that?"

"You can't accept the fact that I CAN NOT talk about Heath and yet it's okay give me the ultmatute to talk or you walk." rob snapped tears once again sliding down his cheek. "No I don't want you to go, but unless you can accept the fact that I will not and can not talk about Heath then I can't stop you."

"Rob, I don't know what sets you off... I don't like walking on eggshells..." He walked over, wrapping sweet arms around Rob's neck. "What happened to you..."

Rob looked down but wrapped his arms around the other waist. "I... I don't know." He rested his head on the Brit's shoulder and nuzzled his neck. "I love you, so please just drop this and don't go." He was shaking violent as he tried to surpress the memory of the day Heath left him.

"Rob..." Tom looked exhausted. "What do I do if I trigger you...?"

"Run." was all Rob replied with before pulling tom into his lap.

Tom curled up to him, nuzzling his chest. "I've tried... You've caught me..."

Rob just held him tight with no other words other than. "I love you."

"And I love you..." Tom whispered back, tired.

The american laid back on the bed and pulled Tom down with him. "Stay."

Tom curled up on his chest. "alright..." He mumbled, nuzzling Rob's collarbone.

Rob smiled a little and kissed to top of his head.