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wildroseparadise · 3 years

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Darling: Tom Hiddleston x reader

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x reader

Word count: 1,8k words

Requested: No.

Summary: Imagine Tom calling another woman “darling” even though it’s his nickname for you, and you end up having to talk it out with Tom - much to his glee.

Warnings: Reader overthinking things, use of wayyy too many pet names [Please tell me if I missed any!]

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You were his darling- you had been for almost eighteen months now. Any time he would talk to you or about you he would refer to you as darling or his darling. Rarely was it your name, and he would even go as far as acting confused when interviewers, friends or family referred to you as his girlfriend, only correcting them and saying "Oh! You mean my darling Y/n?" afterwards.

It had also gotten you through many tough times; bringing immense reassurance in times of uncertainty, great calm in times of stress, and an overwhelming calm on restless nights where all you could do was toss and turn in bed.

"What's your name, darling?" you turn towards your boyfriend, thinking that he called for you, "Should I write your name?" seeing Tom leaning over the cluttered table and smiling at the young woman who's shirt you'd just signed, your own smile falling at the realization.

Finishing up with the signature, Tom laughs at something the girl says before biding her goodbye and greeting the young boy next in line. You frown, an ache in your chest which you only ever feel while reading a very sad book tugging at your heartstrings.

It was stupid, really, to be upset over a simple nickname. But... it didn't feel simple or irrelevant to you, not after the comfort it kept giving you in your darkest moments.

You cover it up with a half smile, turning back towards the two girls in front of you, the last ones in the line. "Hey," you greet them with faked excitement. They both giggle before one of them, the one you presumed to be older, started gushing over your role in the new Loki show.

"Did you already know that you were getting the part when you were filming Ragnarok?" the younger one asks and you look up from the necklace they had given you with a now genuine smile.

"Well, no. Not entirely, anyway," you laugh, "but they could hardly introduce a love interest and not continue the story, right?" you wink.

Pulling your hair over one shoulder and putting the chain with the purple pendant around your neck, you thank the girls again. They smile at you even wider, not seeming to believe that you wore it, "It reminded us of your suit!" the older one quips, "It's so cool that you have a new 'Shadowbreaker suit' for the show, and not the same one as in the movie."

"Aw, yeah, I know. We had a full mood board for the new suit, and besides, the tight letter and cape don't make me look half bad." you all laugh, they nod in agreement before waving goodbye and walking over to Tom.

Getting tapped on the shoulder, you turn to see one of the convention workers standing behind you. You smile at him in greeting, "Ms. Y/l/n, we have your shuttle ready to take you to the panel- just through those doors there." he nods to the side, gesturing at a pair of metal double doors in the back of the hall.

You move to stand, flatting out the short purple dress you had worn to honor your character, "Thank you," you look down and inspect the id-card hanging around his neck, "Robert."

Walking through the emergency exit doors your smile falls, no longer having to fake happiness as you walked over to the cart. Sitting on the back of it you look up at your security, Eddy, leaning against it.

"You alright?" he asks, arms crossed over his chest. Inspecting you over the rim of his sunglasses, he sees you leaning over your knees and taking calming breaths.

"Umm- Yeah. Sure, I'm just tired after all this." your hand points towards the back of the large building, you cart being parked in a loading alley.

"Uhu, sure." he comments, and you scowl up at him, "I've worked for you for what? Four years?" he smiles.

"Almost five, and you know I hate it when you say that," you hit his arm gently, a smile growing on your face.

"What I mean is- I know you, Y/n. Which means that I also knows when your lying to me. You get that deep wrinkle between your brows when your tired," his laugh is boisterous as he flicks you with a finger between the brows.

"Hey! I do not!" it's time for you to cross your arms defensively now. Eddy lifts a brow at you, eyes widening as if asking 'oh, really'. You take a breath, looking down at your feet and then up again, "Okay, you win Eddy. It's just- it's To-"

You sit up straight as the metal doors open once more, this time Tom and Robert walk out and head the short distance to you. "Darling!" Tom greets, both him and Eddy noting the way you try to hide your flinch.

Your boyfriend's eyebrows scrunch together in question as he sits down next to you, Eddy and Robert sitting in the front. The team of security following your boyfriend fit into an identical cart behind yours, following as Robert started driving towards the part of the building with the large stage.

"You okay, darling?" Tom inquires, you being successful at hiding the second involuntary flinch it sent through your body. You just nod slowly, hearing Eddy tell Tom that you were just tired. Oh, God bless you, Eddy!

You couldn't help but feel betrayed in some weird way, him sharing something that meant so much to you with other people.

Getting through the panel without problem, forgetting your sadness in the moments that Tom pulled you closer or held your hand, you got to you hotel room just after the darkness had set.

Damn him for still having such sway over you even when he hurt you. He hadn't even noticed!

"Should we just order room service and watch movies tonight?" Tom asks after locking the hotel door, saying goodnight to your security who had the surrounding rooms. Planning on ignoring your sadness from today and hoping to get over it, you nod with a smile before going to take off your makeup.

Toweling your face and applying moisturizer, you allow your thoughts to run wild. "Fuck," you sigh, thinking back to the time you and Tom had agreed on talking about your feelings and problems to avoid fights, and knew you had to talk to him about this.

Changing into one of Tom's long sleeved shirts which went to your mid-thigh, you sat against the pillows on your side of the bed. Taking a calming breath to prepare for the conversation you were about to have, you pull your hands into the sleeves and blow a hot breath against your knuckles.

"Tom?" you call into the suite, your boyfriend coming to stand in the doorway, "We need to talk." you cringe immediately, sounding like some teen drama show.

"Did something happen? Is everything okay?" his eyes widen in slight panic as he sat down opposite you on the middle of the bed, "Did I do something?" You lay a calming hand on his leg to slow his thoughts.

"Well, I wanted to talk about today," Tom scrunches his nose in confusion, "I wasn't just tired today, I was-"

You took a breath and looked up at Tom, meeting his gaze he takes your hand in both of his and squeezing it reassuringly. "I was hurt by what you said to that girl. And I don't know if i-" there was a knock on the room, interrupting you.

The man in front of you looked between you and the door, torn between what to do. On one hand he wanted nothing more than to listen to what you were saying, but he also knew that they wouldn't leave if he didn't open. "It's the room service," he explains.

He must have rung down whilst you were getting ready. You nod, squeezing his hand as another set of knocks sounded through the suite. "Go. I will still be here when you come back," you try to joke but knowing that Tom wasn't in any mood to find it funny. You offer a weak smile in consolation, instead.

He moves out the room, not turning his back to you and keeping his sight at you before almost running to get the door.

You can hear muffled voices from the sitting room, wrapping your arms around yourself as you wait. Hearing the door closing and hurried steps heading in your direction, you stand to leave the room.

Shaking his head in no, Tom leads you back to the bed and sits you both down without a word. "But the food, Tom?"

"It can wait. This can't." he shrugs before nodding at you to continue.

"Okay," you bite your bottom lip in thought, how should you phrase this, "I guess I just thought the whole 'darling' thing was kind of our thing..." you whisper, embarrassed.

Tom looks at you quizzically, "Y/n..." you choose to interrupt him before he can finish,

"I know! I know! It's a normal thing, and I swear it's not that I'm jealous because I know you love me, but... It just means a lot to me- it's come to mean a lot to me, thanks to you, and it kind of caught me off guard is all." a small self-deprecating chuckle escapes your lips.'

Looking into his eyes, you see a tentative grin growing on his lips, "Oh! What now? I know it's stu-"

Pressing his lips against yours, choking out any chance you had at continuing, he wraps his hands behind your neck and in your hair. Pulling you closer into him, he lets a small laugh escape through your meshing lips.

"You are the cutest thing, pet." he smiles, keeping you close even after pulling away to talk. You search his face for any hint of his own thoughts but saw nothing except that stupidly wide grin and a sparkle in his eye.

"What?" you breathe, unsure of what was happening.

"Of course it's an 'us thing', darling, I just didn't know it meant that much to you," he gives you a series of soft pecks on your nose.

All you can do is nod, "Well then, darling," he drawls with a thick accent, "I won't do it again, ever. Will that make you happy, pet?"

Insecurity takes over you, convincing you that perhaps you were overreacting to something insignificant. "I don't want you to have to change anything," you murmur.

"I dont have to do anything, Y/n. I want to. I want to do it if it will make you happy, besides, I want the entire world to know that you, and only you, are my darling."

You nod, finally smiling at him and giving him one finally kiss, "Now, can we please eat?"

A/N: I had a lot of fun writing this, and I might make Eddy a recurring character for when the reader needs her own security team/security guard! Hope you like it!

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