Screw it, I love Tom Hiddleston

Oct 17, 2012 17:41

Yeah I wrote this because I wish I had a Hiddles of my own to come home to after work
Also this is my first TomxReader fic please me nice I might end up writing more but my first one is a fluff one.

‘Finally I have finished for today, I can go home and relax’ I think to yourself putting the keys into the door and find it is open already this puts a smile on my face. As I cross the threshold I see him sat on the sofa reading one of the books I lent him. He looks up when I shut the door behind me he looks up and gives me heart-warming smile.

“Welcome home darling, how was your day?” he places the bookmark into place and puts it on the table as he gets up and walks over to me as I struggle taking off my coat wincing slightly he notices this as he helps me remove it and places it on a hook, he spins me around so I’m facing him “You ok?” concern is interwoven in his voice he looks concerned but I just smile at him reaching up to caress his stubbled cheek.

“It my own fault, I was pushing myself to finish on time” he rolls his eyes because this is the excuse I use every time he notices I’m in pain. He pulls me close and I nuzzle into his neck my hands resting on his jumper-clad chest. “I missed you today”

“I missed you too, come on let’s get you out of these awful work clothes and get you into something more comfortable, ok?” He takes my hand and pulls me into the bedroom. I flop down on the bed face first groaning from exhaustion I know he is shaking his head at me. “Are you really that tired?”

“Mmfh” I reply, I feel the bed dip near my head.

“I didn’t quite catch that, can you repeat that?”

I turn my head to look at him “I said, yes” I roll over and start to shake my feet to throw my shoes off “Stupid shoes” I mutter to myself.

He smiles “Do you want some help with that?”

I glare at him and pout “Yes please” he stands up to move down to the end of the bed where in turn he takes each ankle to slide each shoe off my feet, I then in turn wiggle each foot to bring feeling back into them. I sit up looking at him “Thank you, now can you help get the rest of my clothes off” I try to pull off my sweater vest “DAMN!” I yell as it gets stuck on my head my arms failing in the air “Stupid work clothes, Help meeeeeee please!” He is full blown laughing at me now “You bastard stop laughing at me”

“Ok, Ok just stop flailing for like 5 seconds” he climbs up the bed till he is straddling my thighs “Just stay still” He grabs each side of my top and pulls it up in a sharp swift motion freeing me “There you are” He cups my face kissing me softly I losing myself in the kiss I whimper as he pulls away. “Come on your almost out of your work clothes” Moving to the side of me he unzips my trousers and pulls them off throwing them in the hamper. I simply collapse back on the bed turning onto my side groaning at my aching limbs. “No, no you’re not going to sleep in your underwear”

“Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine” I sit up again watching him walk over to the dresser pulling out a vest top and some pyjama shorts passing them to me, I put them swiftly and then lay back down he smiles again and turns to leave “Please don’t go, just not yet” he turns back and moves around the other side of the bed and lays down next to my one arm draped over my side, our hands entwined. I sigh “Tom?”

“Mmmm?” he lifts his head, I turn to look at him.

“I love you”
He smiles back at me “I love you too darling” I snuggle down and drift off to sleep content and happy that I have everything that I need in the world here with me.

fic, fluff, tom hiddleston

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