Hey there, I love love your work of tomco fanfic and if ur open for request I have one in mind. Tom has a cousin who he loathes him more than anyone in his diminsion because he's more devilishly handsome than Tom and he does everything better than Tom. He was curious that Tom is visiting earth a lot so he went there to visit his cousin and try to pry on why Tom like this earth so much...he got his answer when he met Marco, fell in love, & he want him all to himself.
This was so much fun to write! I hope you like the story! I worked really hard on this one and I hope it’s what you wanted! Let me know what you think and if you like how it turned out! Thanks for the request and thank you for saying such nice things! You are too sweet!
Tom huffed a bit and shoved his hands into his pockets. His father just kept talking to his aunt and uncle about him like he wasn’t even there. Like he didn’t hear all the horrible things they spat at him. “I just think don’t think Tom is the right kind of demon for the job. He hardly fits the role of a royal.” His aunt spoke.
“Have you thought of Saint Ogal’s for princes?” His uncle asked. Tom shrunk away and his father shot him a look.
“Yes we have, and if you recall correctly he broke out… twice.” His father hissed. Tom swallowed hard and looked away. “Perhaps Dave would be… better. But the people have come to expect Tom as their next king. I don’t think it wise to change that.” His father admitted. Tom sighed and looked away. Just as a voice spoke up Tom felt anger boil up.
“Uncle Lucifer, we all know I’m the better choice to inherit the kingdom. I know he’s your son but, Tom has done nothing but mess up ever since he was just a child.” His older cousin spoke up. Dave was only Tom’s elder by a year, but he acted like he was the supreme overlord and ruler of his entire life. Tom couldn’t breath without Dave doing it better.
“I’m not arguing that.” Lucifer assured. Tom mumbled to himself. Even his dad openly admitted that Dave was better and Tom was nothing. “Just give him some time to shape up. Trust me, I don’t tolerate failure.” He warned, glaring at Tom. The littler demon gulped and straightened himself out, worried he was doing something wrong. But he was just standing there, still, Lucifer looked at him with disdain.
Lucifer dismissed the children so he could speak with Tom’s aunt and uncle alone. They acted like their gossip was some sort of secret meeting, but they just liked to judge others. Tom bowed his head and made his way out of the room quickly, followed by Dave. “You know it’s only a matter of time before they kick you out, right?” He asked. Tom just looked away. “Everybody knows I should be the heir! Why your dad kept you around for so long is beyond any of us, not even he wants you.” Dave told him. Tom clenched his teeth.
“Did your daddy tell you that?” Tom hissed. “It wouldn’t kill you to have an opinion of your own.” He growled. Dave narrowed his eyes at his cousin.
“You always have to talk back, why can’t you ever learn to keep your mouth shut? It might help you later on. You wouldn’t get yourself into so much trouble.” Dave mumbled. “No wonder your dad treats you the way he does, you deserve it.” He hissed.
Tom wanted to fall back from that comment, but he just thought very hard. Marco told him that wasn’t true. And Marco would never lie about something like that. “No, I don’t.” Tom turned around and Dave stopped. “I don’t deserve the crap you guys throw at me, especially my dad, you’re all just ignorant and can’t accept me because I’m not what YOU want me to be! But it doesn’t matter because I can be better!” Tom screamed at him. He turned around but Dave grabbed him by the shoulder. “Don’t touch me!” Tom hissed.
“Who told you that?” Dave demanded. “The guards say you’ve been sneaking off at night, going to Earth? And one day I show up and all the sudden you’re talking back and acting like you’re worth it all! What’s gotten into you?” He asked again. Tom huffed and turned away.
“Screw you.” Tom muttered, and teleported away.
“He acts like he knows everything.” Tom grumbled. Marco leaned against the demon and held his hand.
“Well he sounds like he knows nothing.” Marco promised. Tom smiled down at the human and Marco gave him a little kiss on the nose. “I’m sorry they treat you so poorly, I really am. But I’m so proud of you for standing up for yourself.” Marco beamed. Tom smiled and closed his eyes and buried his face in Marco’s hoodie.
“Thanks Marco… I was worried it would backfire. It probably will, my dad’ll have my head for yelling at Dave like that, and then running off to earth.” Tom explained. “The guards apparently caught me, so I’m in for it when I get back.” Marco bit his lip and felt anxiety flood up in his gut. He reached over and pulled Tom closer.
“M-maybe you should stay then.” Marco offered shyly. “I mean… it’s safer for you here and people love you and treat you nice.” Marco was almost begging. Tom looked up and gave him a kiss on the head.
“We’ve talked about this, I can’t just run away.” Tom told him. “But don’t worry about me, anytime I feel unsafe I PROMISE, I’ll come here.” Tom swore. Marco smiled and took the demon’s face, feeling his hair and ears.
“Anytime?” Marco asked
“I’m here now aren’t I?” Tom asked. Marco giggled and climbed up on Tom and began covering him in kisses. Tom giggled but Marco cut the noise off with a kiss on the mouth. Tom melted in the human’s embrace and they stayed there for a long while, kissing and pulling each other as close as possible.
Marco smiled when he saw Tom was curled up at the foot of his bed like a cat, fast asleep. Marco giggled and pet Tom behind the ears. “I thought you went home.” He laughed lightly. He enjoyed it when Tom stayed. Marco got up carefully and went downstairs to make the two of them some breakfast. When he got to the kitchen, there was already a visitor waiting for him, seated at the counter.
“Marco, I’ve been waiting for you to wake up.” Dave admitted. Marco looked at the new arrival curiously and tilted his head. “You’re confused. I’m Dave, and You’re the humna my little cousin has taken such a fascination in. I was curious as to why he snuck off to earth so often but I think I got my answer.” He smiled.
“You’re Tom’s older cousin?” Marco asked. Dave nodded and Marco made an angry or disgusted face.
“I see you’ve heard of me?” He asked, laughing a bit.
“Oh Tom has told me ALL about you.” Marco assured. “And the door is over there so you can show yourself out.” Marco told him.
“You hurt me, I’m a guest in your home.” Dave corrected. Marco made a fake shocked face.
“Oh goodness me! Where are my manners?” Marco’s voice was dripping with sarcasm. “Allow me to show you to the door!” Marco offered. His fake demeanor dropped and he stamped his foot. “Now leave!” Marco demanded. “Tom is happy here, he’s safe here, and I don’t want you to ruin it.” He told the demon.
“Tom isn’t safe no matter where he goes, there are some things you can’t protect him from. We all suffer from that reality, now please Marco I came to have a chat with you.” Dave motioned to the chair. “If you will?” He asked. Marco seethed, but took a seat, watching the demon intently. “I have to admit when I first saw you I didn’t see the appeal. I followed Tom here thinking he spent his time messing around with some human gangs and such, and was seriously disappointed when I saw you.” He added. “But then I saw more Marco, I kept listening and watching, you really are wise for a human of your years. You understand things.” Dave explained. “You understand Tom and, even I can’t understand him!”
“What are you saying?” Marco asked. Dave moved over to stand next to the human.
“I;m saying you are a fascinating creature! Wiser than most humans, more capable, understanding, smart; you have an aura about you.” Dave continued. Marco didn’t fall for the flattery, his compliments meant nothing to him.
“I don’t care what you think of me, I still think of you as dirt.” Marco bit. Dave chuckled and sat back down across from Marco.
“Strong of will as well. I like it.” He added. “Tell me, what is such an exquisite creature as yourself, doing with my little cousin? Surely you can find yourself one better that Tom!” Dave laughed like their relationship was a joke.
“I LOVE him!” Marco hissed.
“And I love bread, but I wouldn’t date it over Brad Pitt, darling.” Dave told Marco. “Tom is… He’s a complete screw up!” Dave insisted. “All I’m saying is, Marco, I’m not. I’m better than him, you’re better than him… for the love of god, ANYTHING is better than him!” Dave seemed annoyed. “I’ve fallen for you marco Diaz, in the short time I’ve known you, come with me, leave the mistake you made settle for something better.” Dave put his hand out.
Marco stared at the demon for a very, VERY, long time. He was absolutely shock and appalled. How this guy had the nerve to come into HIS house, talk down the love of his life, and expect to earn his heart? Marco stood up very slowly and looked at Dave in the eyes. The older demon was smiling smugly. Without much more thought Marco slapped him across the face.
“Leave.” Marco told him in a calm voice. Dave shot up, he seemed angered by Marco’s actions.
“How dare you-” Dave was cut off when Marco slapped him again.
“Get out of my house!” Marco yelled this time. “This is MY home! Tom is MY DEMON! And he is PERFECT!” Marco growled. “He’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever come across, talk down to him again and I will find you! I will find you and I will END YOU! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!?!” Marco screamed. Dave backed away, with fear in his eyes. “If my Tommy ever, EVER comes here again, frightened or sad because of YOU, AGAIN– YOU ARE GOING TO GET A DATE WITH ME ALRIGHT! A DATE WITH MY FIST AND YOUR JAW!” Marco screamed. Dave scrambled to his feet and Marco stood there, watching him intently. “Now get out of here.” Marco demanded, much quieter, but the threatening tone stayed.
“You’re making a mistake with this, I hope you know that.” Dave growled. Marco shoved him hard and Dave put hi hands up, backing out. “Goodbye Marco, I guess I was wrong about you. You are just as stupid as everyone else on this planet.”
Dave slammed the door and Marco just stood there, raging. He was claimed when he heard light footsteps descend the stairs. He looked up and saw Tom had just left his room and was walking down stairs, rubbing his eyes.
“Marco? Were you shouting?” Tom asked, concerned. He came down the rest of the stairs quicker and Marco smiled warmly at him. He walked over and wrapped Tom up in a warm hug, covering his face in kisses.
“Don’t worry Tommy, he… it was nothing important.”