Coming Home-A Tom
Hiddleston One Shot
A/N: A one shot based
on the song `Coming Home` by Pixie Lott. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1hhYl5a24o
You had both been so busy recently that you had hardly seen
or spent anytime with your fiancée Tom. He always seemed to have to be on set
early or by the time he came back from his jog you would had gone to work and
everytime you tried to wait up for him to come home you never could. You seemed
to be living in the same house but not seeing or spending anytime together.
Tonight was going to be different however as Tom finished on
set around the same time you finished at the office so you should be home
around the same time and get to spend the evening together. Just the two of
you.
You had met Tom at the premiere of War Horse; you were one
of the lucky journalists who got to interview him on the red carpet. He looked
absolutely gorgeous, as always dressed in a white dress shirt, black bow tie
and black dress shirt, his hair a mop of browny black on the top of his head
and supporting a goatee the same colour as his hair. A pearly white smile, that
reached his gorgeous baby blue eyes etched on his face.
The interview had gone well. He then said that he wasn’t one
to break the rules and ask a journalist who had just interviewed him out to
dinner but he couldn’t resist saying how beautiful you looked. You admitted to
him that you weren’t usually one to go out with actors, but for him you would
make an exception. Looking back you were certainly glad you did.
You’d had much any argument about not being able to see each
other. You never really meant the things you said you just missed each other.
It was especially hard when Tom was away filming and you was at home alone. It
felt as though he had taken half of your heart with him whenever he was away.
You could never seem to be able to sleep properly when his
body wasn’t close to yours. Even the smell of him was a comfort. When he wasn’t
around you slept with one of his shirts next to you on the pillow imagining he
was there. Many a times you woke up thinking he was there when he wasn’t. That
upset you a lot.
He tried to call you when he could but the time differences
used to get in the way, you used to try and call him and he would be asleep or
he’d call you and you was at work. Nothing seemed to work and your relationship
seemed to be falling apart.
You knew what you got yourself in for before you started
going out with him however, but you couldn’t help but fall more and more in
love with him everyday. He was truly perfect and you loved him with your whole
heart.
You couldn’t believe it when he proposed to you at the top
of the London Eye at midnight. It was truly magical. The city was all lit up
and Big Ben and the River Thames were just off in the distance. You were
looking out from your booth at the city when he came up behind you putting his
hands around your waist and kissing your neck. He whispered how happy he was
and how much he loved you in your ear before getting down on one knee and
asking you to make him the happiest man in the world, to marry him and become
Mrs Hiddleston. You couldn’t believe it. That was the easiest `yes` you had
ever agreed too. The evening was perfect. London
You were so happy and tonight was also going to be perfect;
you got to spend the evening together, with Tom Hiddleston. Your Tom. Your
fiancée who you couldn’t believe you were going to marry next year. You were
going to be Mrs Hiddleston.
The morning before you were going to spend the evening
together you were finally both in the house together. You much preferred it
when Tom was filming in London London
It was a Friday and Tom`s last day of filming Thor 2, it was
also the last day of the week for you, well at the office anyway, you would
still have to transcribe a few interviews at the weekend but that wasn’t half
as bad as the work you had to do at the office.
Your alarm went off dead on six. You groaned reaching over
to your bedside to turn it off. Just as you did you felt two strong arms come
around your waist and Tom nuzzling your hair.
“Good morning, love” Tom said
“Hmm Good Morning” you sighed happily before turning to face
Tom giving him a morning kiss and snuggling up to his side.
“Did you sleep well, darling?”
“I always sleep better when you’re in the bed next to me.
Having your shirt next to me doesn’t have quite the same effect” you smiled
cuddling into him more taking in his scent, his faded Armani aftershave from
the night before and the faint smell of just him. You loved the way he smelled.
Always so clean.
“I`m glad, love I’d hate to think I’d been replaced by one
of my shirts” he chuckled his ehehe. You loved his laugh there was something so
infectious about it.
You took this as your opportunity to throw a pillow at him.
It hit him in the face. He then took his and threw it back at you. Just as you
was about to throw it at him again Tom grabbed your wrists. The pillow dropped
on the mattress with a thud. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you; darling I
wouldn’t want to have to blame you for the make up artists having to cover a
bruise, now, would I? He said a smirk on his lips. You smiled. He then took
this as his queue and started tickling your sides. You squealed. “Tom. No...
Stop…Tom, please” you said in-between giggles. It wasn’t long before Tom was
straddling your hips continuing to tickle you kissing, sucking and biting your
neck and shoulder. He then placed kisses on your head, eyelids, cheeks and
finally your lips. Your giggles soon turned into moans as you began grinding
your hips into his. You made love as the sun rose through the blinds.
At about seven you got up and went to have a shower whilst
Tom went downstairs to make you a cup of tea and a plate of toast. You came
downstairs feeling refreshed dressed in your brown jeans, black boots and white
and purple striped jumper to see Tom at the kitchen counter reading the paper
sipping a cup of coffee. You smiled at the sight. You loved having him at home
and you couldn’t wait to be married to him.
Tom looked up from his paper when you sat on a chair
opposite him at the table. You smiled taking a sip of your tea and bite of your
toast trying not to look down at the chest hair that was poking out through his
red and blue checkered shirt. You sat there in silence for a while enjoying the
morning, your breakfast and each others company. Tom broke the silence first.
“So, darling, since were both have the evening free, what do
you fancy doing?” he asked. You thought for a moment. “I don’t mind, as long as
I`m spending time with you, love” you smile.
“Do you want to stay in or go out?”
“You know me, Tom, I`m no good at making decisions” you both
laughed.
“How do you fancy a night in? I’ll cook you dinner and we
can sit and watch a few movies and I’ll read to you before spending the rest of
the evening in bed making up for lost time? This morning certainly wasn’t
enough darling” you smiled. That you most certainly agreed with.
“Sounds perfect, Tom” you smiled. He smiled back. You got
lost in each others eyes for a moment. The chiming of the clock letting you
know that it was 7.45 pulled you out of your trance.
You went and put your
mug and plate in the sink, giving Tom a quick kiss on the lips before going
upstairs to clean your teeth. You came downstairs a few minutes later. Tom was
at the bottom of the stairs all ready for his last day on set holding out your
jacket for you to slip into.
“I wasn’t expecting you to leave this early too.” you said
“I haven’t really but I thought we could get a cab and I can
come with you to the office as I have about an hour to spare before I`m due on
set.” You smiled. Tom held the door open for you. You zipped up your coat and
walked out of the door into the cool London
It didn’t take long to hail a cab. You both got in telling
the driver to take you to the Empire Office and then Tom to the studio he was
filming at. Tom held your hand the entire cab ride playing with your engagement
ring on your left finger.
“I can’t wait to marry you and for you to become Mrs
Hiddleston, darling” Tom said a grin on his face, bringing your left hand to
lips placing a kiss over the ring. You smiled.
“I can’t wait either, love, I love you” his smile got wider.
“I’ll never tire of hearing you say that. I love you too”
“Get used to it Thomas, darling as I wont be stopping
anytime soon, infact I’ll likely be telling you more.”
We soon arrived at the Empire office. Tom gave you a long passionate
kiss. “I look forward to tonight, my love” he said against your lips. “I love
you”.
“I look forward to it too, darling, have a great last day
filming and send Chris and Elsa my love” “I love you too” you gave him one last
kiss before getting out of the cab and watching it drive away.
The day at the office dragged. You loved your job, you did
but today it just seemed to drag. You couldn’t wait to get home and spend the
evening with Tom.
You found a text from Tom in your lunch break.
Looking forward to
our evening together, my love. I love you- T xxx
Me too, darling. The
day is dragging is it 5 o clock yet? Xxx
Afraid it’s only 1 o
clock, dear. Only 4 more hours to go. I think I`m leaving set earlier than
planned so should be home before you. - T xxx
Can’t wait to see you
and be back in your arms. Got to go back
to work, see you about 5:30. I love you Thomas William Hiddleston. I can’t wait
to marry you. Xxx
The feeling is
entirely mutual, my darling. See you later. Hope the rest of the day goes
quickly for you. I love you too, darling so much. I can’t wait to officially
call you my wife, Mrs Hiddleston. Xxx
You smiled reading that last text before going back to
writing up a review on the latest and final part of the Twilight Saga: Breaking
Dawn-Part 2.
The afternoon tended to fly a lot quicker than the morning
and before you knew it, it was 5 o clock and you were on the tube home.
You walked in the door about 5.45. The smell of spaghetti
bologonse filling the house. “Darling, I`m home” you called to Tom. “In the
kitchen, love” he called back. You smiled, taking off your boots and your bag
and leaving them in the hall before walking into the kitchen.
“Mmmm something smells good” you sighed walking over to Tom
who was standing by the stove with a towel over his shoulder a spoon in his
left hand stirring the mince. You walked up behind him placing your hands
around his waist nuzzling your cheek into his shirt. Tom turned to face you
putting his hand around your waist and kissing the top of your head.
“I missed you so much today” you told him.
“Oh, darling, I missed you too. How was work?”
“Hmm it was ok; the afternoon didn’t seem to drag as much as
the morning did. I managed to get all of my work done although I’ve still got a
few more interviews to transcribe. How was the last day of filming?” you asked.
“I`m glad it the afternoon went faster. Filming went well; I
didn’t have a lot to do today just a few reshoots. Me and Chris spent most of
the day chatting, he asked how you were and if we had decided on a date for the
wedding yet. I told him we hadn’t and that we still needed to discuss it. I
thought maybe we could do that tonight? He then asked if we wanted to go round
for dinner in a few weeks time. I said that I’d talk to you first but was
pretty sure you would want to as you and Elsa get on so well.”
You smiled. “Yeah, we can discus it tonight, I was thinking
just a low key wedding, Ive never really wanted a big wedding just a few of my
closest friends and family but obviously your family are bigger than mine so
it’s up to you and ofcourse we can go round to Chris’s in a few weeks. You
don’t have to ask me all the time, Tom. You know I’ll quite happily go anywhere
with you.” Tom laughed at your joke. You gave him a puzzled look. “You said low
key” he laughed his ehehe throwing his head back. You laughed too. He was such
a big kid bless him.
Once you’re laughing had subsided you got the plates out
from the cupboard and layed the table whilst Tom dished up. You enjoyed a
lovely dinner and evening together curled up on the sofa before retiring to bed
where you spent the evening making love. This was what coming home meant to
you. Tom was your havan. Tom was home.
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