Imagine you walk into a bar where Tom Hiddleston is and he sees you and walks up to you like in the gif.
Pairings: Tom Hiddleston x Reader
Style: One-shot
Warnings: Starts out angsty, with some arguing and swearing, but mostly just a fluff piece with a happy ending.
Word Count: 1,583
Summary: A sad Tom doesn’t want you to go out of town for work, which leads from an argument to a much bigger, more important question. Small mention of jealous!Tom over Chris Evans.
A/N: Haven’t written in a while, but this little one-shot popped into my head last night and I just had to bring it to life. :) Enjoy! (Not my gif, obviously)
You had found over the many years with Tom, that it was never good when he was quiet. It meant that every gear in that beautiful head of his was turning. Calculating. Drawing conclusions without merit.
In many ways, you noticed that he paralleled his infamous character Loki. In that, he was calculated, measured, and observant. This was one of those observant times.
So, it was no surprise to you that as you came into your home and began shedding your jacket, Tom’s voice carried across the room barely above a whisper, and cool beyond belief.
“Did you enjoy yourself tonight?”
