White Christmas (Tom Hardy x Reader)
Warnings: Some lines of fluffy smut
A/N: It’s my little gift for you guys ❤❤ It could be better, but unfortunately time didn’t allow me much, just 3,5 k words of fluffiness❤
The cool wind howled outside, making the bare trees shake and sway in a mournful dance. Snowflakes fell quietly yet relentlessly from the gloomy skies, covering everything in a layer of cold, pure white. A sip of hot tea helped you fight the wintery chills, as you went to warm your hands by the fireplace and check your inbox for the millionth time that day. ´
There, through the window, you observed the backyard house, where as a child you’d play with your grandmother. When you grew up, the backhouse was remodeled and used for short time rental, nevertheless the vivid memories of those years made you smile; in fact, you were still smiling broadly when you heard the sound of a new email arriving in your inbox. You hurriedly checked the message; it was from someone who wanted to rent the property for a week before Christmas.