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lokidokieokie · 1 year

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Friends With the Green-Eyed Monster

Request by @laufeysonbarneslover: please can you do an imagine with prompts 9 and 11 where tom hiddleston and reader are best friends and live together but reader had a wet dream about chris hemsworth with a fluffy ending. thank you so much, love your work xxx

Pairing: Tom Hiddleston x Roommate!Reader

Warning(s): Language (like two naughty words), maybe some slight angst (we’ll see how we go), fluff central towards the end!

Prompts:

#9 - “I read your diary...”

#11 - “Wait a minute...are you jealous?”

At first, everyone had advised you that moving in with your best friend wasn’t the best idea. That you’d probably “get fed up with all his little idiosyncrasies” and want to move out after a couple weeks.

But that wasn’t the case at all.

Living with Tom was probably the best decision that you had ever made in your life. From the 3am snack runs to the nearest convenience store to the weekly tickle sessions on the couch; home with Tom was the one place you always wanted to be.

But something was off today. Tom didn’t greet you with one of his cheesy one-liners as he walked through the door, he didn’t give you his daily little kiss on the cheek. He just walked straight to his room and shut the door behind him.

Maybe he’s just had a rough day on set? You thought to yourself, but shrugged off the worry and continued on with your work. Writing that one romance novel about best friends falling for each other wasn’t going to write itself...and the hope that the universe would give you some real experience in the area was slowly dwindling.

By 10pm, Tom still hadn’t come out of his room, and you were beginning to worry something bigger had happened. However, the thought that he may have fallen asleep deterred you from knocking on his door.

Quietly opening your bedroom door, you made your way inside, softly shutting it behind you. Walking over to the bed you began changing into your pyjamas, the knotting feeling in your stomach growing as every second passed by.

You were incredibly worried. Tom had never acted like this before; granted, he had his bad days, but he never locked himself away in his room to deal with them.

Sighing, you crawled into bed, hoping to whatever higher being was out there that Tom would be okay.

It was now 3:24am, and your attempts at slipping off into a leisurely slumber were pretty much pointless. Your worries for Tom were churning your insides and kept you wide awake.

Finally having enough, you opened your door and quietly walked across the hallway. Now that you were standing in front of his door, you took a deep breath. It was now or never.

You raised your fist and gently collided it with the dark wood.

“Tom? Are you awake?”

You waited for a response, but it didn’t seem like you were getting one. The knot in your stomach continued to tighten.

“That’s it! I’m coming in.”

When you opened your door, your heart absolutely shattered. Sitting on the bed was a dishevelled Tom. His hair was all over the place, eyes rimmed red. Had he been crying?

Quickly rushing to the other side of the bed you climbed in and pulled him into a hug.

“Tom? What’s wrong? Did something go wrong on set yesterday?”

He shook his head and your face twisted into confusion. “Then what’s wrong? You never shut yourself off like this.”

He sighed, “I read your diary...”

You jolted back, a frown beginning to form on your face. “What?”

He refused to face you and continued staring off into space.

“It wasn’t on purpose, Darling. It was open when I found it, and you had been acting unusual all day. I- I just wanted to make sure that you were okay.”

You scowled and pulled away from him, “And that gives you the right to read something extremely personal about me?”

Finally turning to face you, his red-rimmed eyes stared straight into yours.

“It doesn’t in the slightest, Love--and I sincerely regret doing so. What I found in there was something that I never needed to know about you.” He spoke with such disdain that you could tell what he read wasn’t what he was expecting to find.

You huffed, “And what in there disgusted you so much, Tom? Was it my inner thoughts and feelings? My rants on how work my co-workers treated me like shit one day? How normal and boring my life is compared to yours?”

“No! No at all...It was just...”

“Just what Tom? Do I really disgust you that mu-”

“You had a sex dream about Chris Hemsworth! A very vivid sex dream if I have to go into detail.”

You tried so hard to stop a laugh from escaping your lips, “That’s it? The fact that I had a sex dream about Hemsworth?”

The look on his face radiated pure anger with a hint of something else...was that?

“Wait a minute...are you jealous?”

He didn’t answer, but the drifting of his eyes from your face to the floor spoke a thousand words.

“Why does that bother you? I’m a grown adult, I can have sex dreams about whoever the fuck I want, Tom. I don’t see why you need to care about it.”

That seemed to push Tom over the edge, “I JUST DO, Y/N!”

You were stunned. Tom had never yelled at you before; his eyes widened in realisation.

“I- I didn’t mean to raise my voice.”

“Tom, I just don’t understand why you’re so worked up about it. It’s nothing to be upset over.”

He just sighed, “I can’t stand the thought of you dreaming about sleeping with other men, and you still can’t see why that bothers me? I thought it would be obvious after my outburst...”

You shook your head, still not understanding whatever he was trying to say.

He lifted his eyes to face you once again and let out a little smile, “I love you, Y/n.”

Your eyes widened; your mouth slowly opening in shock. He loved you?

“I understand if this changes the foundations of our relationship, but I can’t lose you; especially to someone as close to me as Hemsworth, he’s like my broth-”

You cut off his rambling by pressing a soft kiss to his lips. The wires in his brain seemingly short-circuiting in the process, enabling him unable to speak for a few moments after you pulled back.

You pressed a kiss to his reddened cheek, “There’s no reason to be so held up on losing me to Hemsworth when my heart is already owned by you, Hiddles.”

A small smile graced his face at your confession, “That...that is music to my ears, Darling.”

A/N I was so excited to do this one. I hope you enjoyed it!

Taglist @thewaithfuckingannoyme

#requested #tom hiddleston #british rpf #hiddleston #hiddleston x reader #tom hiddleston x reader #hiddles #jealous!Tom #jealousy

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soup-of-the-daisies · 2 months

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i LOVE tomarry time travel fics, but if there’s one aspect in them i will go feral about then it’s harry having an oddly intense friendship with a black. i need harry finding a codependent best friend in one of sirius’ family members. like he gets along with weasleys and prewetts and longbottoms and even potters like wildfire, but two slytherins (tom and a black of the authors choice) should be jealously hissing over harry’s shoulder as he creates a secret handshake with ron’s granddad.

#i prefer alphard or orion but walburga would also be a very funny option #tom is incandescently jealous of the friendship but they have an agreement to chase away any new friends harry makes #and harry’s like ‘i have two hands’#tomarry

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scottishaccentsareawesome · 2 months

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Ice told Mav that he'd take this one, after getting the call from Penny.

So, when Ice walks into the Hard Deck, his eyes immediately start searching the room for Bradley, and find him in the back at the pool table.

He heads to the back area of the bar, catching Penny's eye on the way and giving her a wink. When Ice gets to the pool table area he sees that Bradley is not actually alone, he's there with Lieutenant "Bob" Floyd, who looks about as hopeless as Penny sounded on the phone earlier.

Bob suddenly notices Ice's presence, and he stands up a bit straighter as Ice gives him a nod of acknowledgement.

...All the while, Bradley just keeps playing pool and grumbling loudly to himself.

"Sir - " Bob begins.

" - Dismissed."

"Oh, thank you sir..." Bob replies, sounding extremely relieved as he leaves the pool table and heads to the bar.

"Bradley...?" Ice leans over the pool table and tries to get in Bradley's line of sight "...talk to me, please."

"Nothin' to talk about," Bradley replied, as he lined up his shot, then hit the ball over to the middle pocket, and it bounced off the edge of the pocket, missing the target. "You gonna play? Looks like Bob couldn't take the heat."

"I think what Bob couldn't take was the headache you were giving him," said Ice, as he picked up the abandoned pool cue.

"What?"

"Bradley, half the bar can hear you grumbling over here," Ice told him. "You've got black storm clouds floating right over your head for God's sake. What's wrong?"

"Nothing!" Bradley insisted. "Now are you gonna play or not?"

Ice shrugged. "Sure," he said.

Ice lined up his shot, and sunk two balls into the far corner pocket, like it was absolutely nothing.

Bradley rolled his eyes as Ice straightened up and tried not to look smug.

"...But I guarantee, with the way I play and the way you seem to be playing right now, it's gonna be a pretty short game," Ice told him.

Bradley sighed. "I'm just a little off tonight, no big deal," he said.

"Any particular reason why?"

"No."

Ice gave him a pointed look.

Bradley huffed. "Just having...issues with...someone," he grumbled.

"Relationship issues?"

"It's not a relationship," Bradley countered, quickly.

"Then what is it?"

"It's....he....he left for a deployment in Italy today," Bradley grumbled. "And I went over to see him just to say goodbye, y'know, and it turned into 'Oh, Rooster, I didn't know you cared?' and so of course I was like, 'I don't care, just send my apologies to all those poor Italian people who'll have to endure your presence for the next few months.' And then it turned into talking about all the Italian guys he was gonna meet over there, and how they'd probably happily 'endure' his 'presence', and then I got mad, so I just kinda left."

"So, you didn't actually get to say goodbye then?" Ice pointed out.

"No, I guess not," said Bradley. "I just...it's so easy for him to just...annoy me like that, and then...stupid Italian guys - "

"So, your problem is that you don't want Jake Seresin to hang around with hot Italian guys, is that it?" Ice asked.

Bradley froze, and stared at Ice.

"...I never said anything about Jake Seresin," he said.

"Bradley, all you ever do is talk about Jake Seresin," Ice told him. "Did the two of you really think you were being discrete?"

"We were being - !" Bradley started, then clamped his lips together for a moment. "...It's always just been a casual thing. Nothing serious or official."

"...But now he's going to Italy," said Ice "...and he might be hanging around with 'hot Italian guys', and you don't like that."

"It's not like he's never been deployed without me before," said Bradley. "It's not like I haven't had to deal with feeling like this before. And I have! I've dealt with it just fine."

"Well, maybe this time is different because you're hitting a breaking point," said Ice. "Maybe, it's time you two finally had a serious talk about this 'casual thing' of yours."

"Why do you say 'casual thing' like that?" Bradley asked. "Like you're judging?"

"I'm not judging it, Bradley. I've been down that road myself before," Ice told him. "And I'm saying 'casual thing' like that because if you're feeling so troubled at the thought of him with somebody else, then maybe it's not a very 'casual' thing at all."

Bradley blew out a long, tired breath, as he stared at the pool table, supposedly looking for another shot.

"One thing I do know for sure, though..." said ice, as he walked around the table to stand beside Bradley "...is that Jake Seresin will not be 'meeting' any hot Italian guys."

Bradley glanced over at him and smirked. "What, you really gonna try and cockblock him from here?" he asked.

"Don't doubt my powers, Bradley Bradshaw, I'm the Commander of the Pacific Fleet, I can do a lot of things," Ice told him. "...Just ask Maverick."

Bradley snorted back a laugh.

"No, I mean, he may talk a big game about what he's gonna do over there, but I guarantee you, he's not gonna do any of it," Ice told him. "He doesn't want to."

"How do you know?" Bradley asked.

"Because I've been him, Bradley," Ice told him. "First he wanted to beat you and be the best pilot, then he wanted to bed you and prove that you wanted him...and now he's trying not to fall in love with you."

Bradley didn't say anything, he actually looked a little terrified now.

"And Bradley," Ice continued. "I guarantee, he may've won those first two rounds, but that last one?" Ice leaned in now and lowered his voice so that only Bradley could hear him "...I think you'll both find that he lost it a long time ago."

Bradley still didn't say anything, so Ice just smiled and straightened up, then put his pool cue back against the wall.

"Work on your game, kid," said the older man. "I'll see you at dinner on Sunday."

Ice then gave him a wave, and walked away, out of the bar.

Bradley thought for a moment, then pulled out his phone as he sat down on a nearby stool.

Can we talk when you get back? he texted.

He only had to wait about a minute before he got a reply.

Sure. You miss me already? (with a smirking emoji, of course)

Bradley took a deep breath, then sent back his reply.

...Yeah. I do.

#tgm ficlet #top gun fanfic #in which tom kazansky is King #bradley is jealous and stubborn #and jake has probably been waiting for this end conversation for months #hangaroo #hangster #sereshaw #hangster ficlet #slight icemav #icemav-hangster parallels #tom kazansky #iceman kazansky #bradley bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #jake seresin #hangman seresin #this is too short to post on ao3 so I'm doing the ao3 tags here :)

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meep-meep-richie · 3 months

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They both frown when they’re jealous🥹

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supercap2319 · 4 months

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Chase and y/n hanging out all the time causing peter to become jealous

Peter wouldn't say he was jealous of Chase Stein, but he was secretly jealous of Chase Stein. The hero with his high tech gauntlets known as Fistigons. Big deal, right? Peter could make stuff like that in his sleep. At least, that's what he would tell himself.

Chase was staying a full week with Mr. Stark and Y/N at Avengers Tower, and everyone seemed to praise Chase just for being here, while everyone else forgot that Peter existed too. All week Y/N and Chase had been hanging out. Going to the movies. Conventions. Museums. The gym. Leaving Peter feeling like he was invisible or something. He didn't like it one bit.

So, when it was Chase's last day, Y/N invited Peter to join them for a goodbye dinner for Chase. Peter had to keep himself from rolling his eyes as all his jealousy and anger came bubbling to the surface in a snarky comment. "I already have plans tonight, but what's one more person that Chase needs to tell him how cool and awesome he is?"

Y/N blinked at him in confusion. "And what's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm just saying. Why would my presence have any effect on the great and powerful Chase Stein? You certainly don't need little ole me for that." Peter said.

"Why are you acting like this? You're being a jerk, Peter."

"Oh, I'm the jerk? Me? Oh, that's rich. You think I'm the asshole because I haven't been drooling over Chase like you and everyone else has? You guys have all completely ignored me for him, and you made me feel invisible and like a fifth wheel. That's not fair, Y/N." Peter said.

Y/N and Chase look at each other and back at Peter. "Peter I'm so sorry I didn't mean–"

"Just leave me alone, Y/N." Peter pushed past both of them and opened a window, putting on his web shooters. "I hope you two have fun together. You fuckin deserve each other." He swung out of the window and towards downtown, tears stinging his eyes.

#x male reader #male reader insert #male x male #peter parker #Peter Parker x male reader #spiderman #Spiderman x male reader #chase stein #greg sulkin #the runaways #mcu spiderman #tom holland #tom holland x male reader #jealous Peter Parker

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delineate-creates · 6 months

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Day 23: Celestial

“See, over there?” Harry tilts the tube and adjusts the knobs some more. “The stars are tracing out a lion. Do you see it?”

Tom squints. Maybe he can imagine a lion there, if he tries really hard. Not a real lion though. A paper lion.

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From chapter 10 of @perhaps-sunlight’s Paved With The Best Intentions

#inktober #inktober2023 #hp #harry potter #tom riddle #tomarry #tomarrymort #platonic!#my art #fanart #sorry for the @ again friend #your work just fits particularly well with the prompts this year! 🙂#muah muah baby Tom my beloved #pinching his jealous little cheekies #also good news y’all…I’m caught up again

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lesbyers · 1 year

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tomgreg is truly amazing because its like. one of them is a married man who has a psychosexual obsession with his hot wife’s weird cousin. and the other is this clueless but somehow incredibly machiavellian little guy with a school-girl crush on his boss who treats him like he’s his mistress. its somehow not only insanely funny to watch but there’s this underlying sadness to it all which ends up making it play out like a modern day shakespearen comedy-tragedy.

#truly unmatched levels of insanity #the whole show is sm funnier and more entertaining if u read greg as having a little crush on tom btw #and s3 is even funnier if u read him as gay #bc then its like. not only is he a manipulative little weirdo playing those two girls with no real interest in them #he is also using it to make tom (married man) jealous like LMAOOO #tomgreg #succession #tom wambsgans #greg hirsch #matthew mcfayden #nick braun #hbo succession #nicholas braun

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chiocchi · 1 year

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Happy Valentine's day!

#I don't think Harry likes this day at all #murder time #Harry Potter #hp fanart #fanart #tomarry #tomarrymort #harry james potter #tom riddle #ginny weasley #holiday art #vALEntine's day #Don't pretend AU #jealous tom riddle #my art

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panic-flavored · 12 days

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Tú crees en tu dragónAU Robotnik se ha puesto celoso por otro caballero no sé si es lo que hay acá intenta coquetear stone toques y mataría El caballero que haya

Ivo is VERY possessive of his human, and you're very correct in assuming he doesn't like other knights getting handsy with Stone. ESPECIALLY Sir Thomas.

#stobotnik dragon au #stobotnik #agent stone #dr robotnik #sonic movies #jimbotnik #reply #JEALOUS LIZARD #also i cant not hear this version of tom talking like edward from enchanted lmao

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ladygata · 1 year

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Tom really went from “she’s way out of your league you shouldn’t even be talking to her” to “what are you doing with this basic ass bitch you shouldn’t even be talking to her”.

#VERY INTERESTING #so many thoughts about this but I’ll just let it sit #I love jealous Tom in all forms #succession #tomgreg #succession spoilers #tom wambsgans

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divorcedtom · 1 year

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tom before and after finding out greg is interested in a woman

#he went from i literally cant keep my hands off you to you are the most repulsive man alive #i love how he starts insulting greg out of jealous spite #but then it turns desperate because he absolutely needs greg to go back to lacking the confidence to even think about asking someone out #from laughing in his face to a very serious 'this is not a razz'#tomgreg #tom wambsgans #greg hirsch #succession #my gifs

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starrykirsche · 9 months

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Truth or Dare

jealous!Georg Listing fluff fic ★

summary: you’re playing truth or dare with the rest of Tokio Hotel at Georg’s house, and something goes awry!

content warnings: kissing Tom (jk, ily Tom {but obviously Georg has to be jealous of something})

Bill clears his throat, “Okay, okay, truth or dare?”

You hum nervously as the rest of the band look at you with anticipation. “…Dare.” You finally answer. Gustav snickers and a cheeky smile creeps up Bill’s face.

“I dare you to… kiss Tom.” He says, giggling. You roll your eyes and look to Tom, who shrugs. Leaning forward, Georg glares at the two of you. Jealousy and envy bubbling up as he watches silently. Your lips meet Tom’s, and you have to admit, he’s a good kisser. It’s clear to you why he is able to make so many girls fawn over him after just one peck. Pulling away slowly, you chuckle too.

“Damn, Tom, I can see why you’re such the romancer.” You comment sarcastically. Tom playfully elbows his twin brother for even giving you a dare like that.

“Alright, alright, it’s your turn to dare someone,” Bill says to you. You nod.

“Okay, Georg, Truth or—“ You cut yourself off when you look over to where Georg was sitting, only to see he wasn’t there at all. “Georg?”

“He left.” Gustav says softly. “Huh… weird.” You mumble. Bill chuckles, “Very.”

“Just dare some one else.” Tom says. You agree reluctantly and ask Gustav instead.

“Gustav, truth or dare?” You ask.

“Truth.” He says.

Tom groans, “You can’t pick truth every time.”

“Yes I can.” Gustav hisses back. The two begin to bicker, but you don’t pay much mind to it. Now, Georg is at the forefront of your mind. Why’d he leave? In the beginning of the game, he was a bit skeptical, but you thought he’d begun to get into the rhythm of it, the fun of it.

Bill cuts off his twin and his bandmate’s childish arguing and insists that you just ask Gustav his truth.

“Okay… Is it true that you’re a virgin?” You ask. Gustav goes beet red and clenches his fists.

“I hate this game.” He says sheepishly. Gustav groans as he moves to leave, but not before he playfully pushes Tom’s arm and calls him a Schweinehund. Now it’s just you and the Kaulitz twins.

“Well then, I guess that’s that for truth or dare.” Bill sighs. The three of you part ways and you decide to find Georg.

Lo and behold, he was in his room with his bass tucked to his abdomen. He’s looking down at his bass guitar with a deep concentration, plucking one of the strings at times. You lean against the wall and softly knock on it. He flicks his head up to you and his expression hardens a bit.

“What’s up..?” You ask. He rolls his neck and continues to play his bass guitar silently. You walk forward slowly and sit on his bed beside him.

“Is Tom a good kisser?” He finally asks, not averting his gaze from his guitar still.

You hesitate to answer. What was he getting at? “He was… okay.” You say, deciding that was your safest answer.

He nods and after a moment, sets his guitar to his other side. His head hangs low and he sighs. “You like him?” He asks, now just barely looking at you. You shake your head and he furrows his brows. “Really?” He questions skeptically. You now nod. With a soft sigh you place your hand on top of his. Georg looks up at you with a softer, more confused expression. You give his hand a gentle squeeze and a he smiles softly.

“I.. have my eyes on.. a different band member..” You mutter with a smile. He chuckles in disbelief. You lean in slowly, pressing your lips to his and kissing him. His free hand comes up to gently cup your cheek. Running your fingers through his hair, he lets out a small groan. You pull away with a smile. His cheeks are flushed and he’s looking at you like you’re the heavens and the earth.

“I’m sorry for ruining the game…” He says with wide eyes.

“No, no, no,” You coo, “It would’ve been over within a few rounds anyway.” Rolling your eyes he chuckles.

He sheepishly asks, “So.. does this mean we’re…?”

“Dating?” You ask.

Georg nods, “Yes.”

“We are.” You answer surely as you lean in to kiss him again.

In the doorway to your back, the rest of the band silently cheer. Tom turns to his twin brother. “You did good.” He whispers.

“I knew it’d work.” Bill whispers back. They silently give each other a small fist-bump.

Gustav shakes his head, “I wouldn’t have agreed to this if I knew I’d get asked that kinda question.” He grumbles.

Tom and Bill silently chuckle as Bill silently ushers Gustav away from the door way. “Oh hush, virgin.” Tom says with a roll of his eyes.

deine, kirsche. ✮

#georg listing #georg listing x reader #tokio hotel #fluff #fanfic #tokio hotel imagine #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel fluff #tokio hotel fanfic #bill kaulitz #gustav schäfer #tom kaulitz #georg listing fanfic #georg listing fluff #georg listing imagines #tokio hotel georg #jealous boyfriend

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daisybell17 · 6 months

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they’re so in love im jealous

like god when is it my turn 😔 Lokius is real in my heart idc

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tomkaulitzssgirl · 8 months

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can u do jealous dom!Tom smut with female reader? (Have a wonderful day and thank youu!)

Jealousy, Jealousy | Tom Kaulitz

“don’t fucking play with me, y/n.” your boyfriend tom said, placing his hands above his hips.

you rolled your eyes, again, the same thing over and over again. it was always the same argument.

he was jealous of your friend that went to college with you, his name was samuel. it started off just as a simple not liking him, but now it had become a torture.

tom would always ask pictures when you were at college, wanting to see where and who you were with. he always wanted to pick you up and of course drop you off. he didn’t let you go to your lessons dressed as you wanted, because if it was “too much” it was a problem.

every time you received a text, he wanted to see who it was and checked your phone.

he had never been like this, it was too much, it was becoming unhealthy. he was always the jealous type but now it was becoming possession and obsession.

“tom, for the last time, i don’t know why he texted me! he just wanted to talk i guess!” your guys was full of exasperation as you threw your hands in the air.

“can’t he talk to someone else? why the fuck would he text you? that’s because you give him a reason to do that!” he raised his voice before taking off his shirt.

he had just came back from the practice, he was ready to take a shower but no, your little friend wanted to text you right at that moment. not that he wanted him to text you at any moment.

“can you stop with this? why do you get so mad, he’s just a friend!” you defended yourself, but somehow, him being angry and half naked made you blush.

it wasn’t the first time you liked when he got mad, but every time you felt sick when it happened.

“i don’t care if he’s just a friend, i don’t like him. i don’t want him around you.” he huffed and walked to the bathroom. you sighed, falling with your back on the bed.

some minutes after of you just laying there, on your side staring at the wall, tom came back in. he had just taken a shower, water was falling down his chest and he only had his boxers on.

you knew you were in the middle of a fight but you couldn’t help feeling a little bit turned on by him.

you squeezed your legs together and bit down your lip trying to avoid it, but tom seemed to notice.

his serious and angry face turned into a smirk as he saw what you did and he began to walk towards you. you felt ashamed.

“what?” you tried to sound angry but your voice betrayed you since it trembled.

he flipped you over on your back before placing himself on top of you, knees at your sides.

“you’ve been a bad girl.” he whispered in your ear before biting the lobe gently.

“no, i-i am always good for daddy.” you hissed at the feeling of him sucking on your neck, knowing exactly why he was doing that. he wanted to show samuel you were his.

“mh and you’re a liar too.” tom chuckled darkly, his hands going under one of his big shirts you were wearing. he slowly massaged your breast, playing with your nipple as his other hand found it’s way to your core.

“no panties? you’re such a whore.” you moaned, loving how he degraded you, moving his fingers inside you slowly, before starting to rub circles around your clit, “tell me who you belong to.”

“to you d-daddy…” you exhaled, thrusting your hips against his fingers, something that always made him go crazy. the way your body wanted more, that craved his touch, it was something he desired.

he took you almost to your climax, but then decided to take his fingers away just when you were about to come.

“tom? w-why?”

he stayed silent for a moment before taking his member out of his boxers.

“you’re gonna watch me jerk off without touching me. that’s your punishment.” he rubbed his length slowly, watching your half naked body.

“what?! that’s not fair!” you protested not wanting to put up with it. you did nothing wrong.

tom quickly slapped you across your cheek before grabbing your jaw, making you look at him in his eyes. “i decide what’s fair or not, now shut the fuck up and watch.”

your chest went up and down heavily, your cheeks red and your lips slowly parted as you observed him move his hand fast.

tom didn’t make much noise, beside groaning and swearing some times, but his expression said it all and you loved it.

he began playing with his lower piercing, making eye contact with you. you couldn’t hold it anymore, you were getting wetter and wetter, so you decided to carefully bring your hand between your legs to get some relief, but tom noticed immediately and slapped it away.

“you’re really testing me right now.” he said before he got up, stopping his movements on his member. you watched him as he took a belt in his wardrobe before coming to you again.

he grabbed your wrists harshly, you tried to fight him off but he was much stronger than you, so he easily stopped you and held them together, “you asked for it.”

“i don’t care. i don’t want to touch you anyway.” you lied, turning your head to the other side.

tom gripped your hair with his strong hand, making you yelp and look at him again. “why are you being such a brat, huh?” he tilted his head to the side as he stared into your eyes.

you smirked a bit, opening your legs more, “because i like it.”

he noticed the movement of your legs and almost wanted to give in and give you what you wanted, but he held back from it. “you’re doing it just because you want my cock so bad. you wanna feel me inside your pussy as i fuck you hard, huh?”

you found yourself lost in his words as your eyes examined every little details of his handsome face, and you nodded, almost under a spell. what was he doing to you?

tom smirked seeing how enamoured you were. he could read it in your eyes. he got closer to your face as his hand began to slowly being pleasure to himself.

“well, you won’t get it.” was all he whispered in your ear, getting faster and faster with his movement.

a pout formed on your face, and your body ached so bad to just be touched with a finger of his.

your eyes were fixed on his hand, how he gripped himself so well, and they went to his face, how his expression was almost a painful one as he watched your body for help.

all you could do was watch him and suddenly, it was something that was giving you pleasure. you had never experienced this before.

you noticed when he was about to cum, his eyes closing as his orgasm was ready to be freed. his head was thrown back before he looked at you again.

you found yourself whimpering just by seeing that scene. that specific sensation formed in your lower belly and before you knew, you arched your back, climaxing at the same time tom did.

his juices splattered on your belly as he let out a series of curse words. he fell right beside you, noticing your trembling legs.

tom stayed quiet for a bit before letting out a low chuckle, “did you just come untouched?”

you bit down your lip, slowly nodding, you had lost all the confidence you had before.

tom laughed at your embarrassed behaviour, removing the belt from your wrists before wrapping one arm around your body and bringing you closer to his chest.

“you know i love you right?” he looks down at you as he said that.

“yes. i love you too.” you answered, looking up at him with a confused face.

“that’s why i don’t want to lose you and i don’t like that guy. i simply don’t trust him and i’m scared he will make you change your idea of me. and let’s be real, he’s a bit like me as well. he plays guitar, dresses like me, has long hair. i don’t know, i’m just scared.” he revealed his insecurities and you waited until he finished so you could speak, not wanting to ruin this moment. it was rare that tom opened up this way.

you sighed, going up to his level a bit, so you could give him a sweet kiss on his soft lips. “i understand but you don’t need to be scared. i only love you tom and even if he dresses like you it doesn’t mean anything because he isn’t you. i don’t love you just because your appearance. i love you as a person and that’s not something you can replace.”

you reassured him, stroking his cheek as he took in your words. “but can i ask you to stop talking to him? i know it sounds toxic but i don’t feel comfortable with it.”

you smiled a bit, he sounded cute as he said that and you actually appreciated how he was explaining this in a calm and collected way.

“of course i can. i respect your boundaries. i just wanted you to talk to me about it the way we’re doing it now, instead of making a scene.”

tom breathed out heavily almost as if he took a weight off of his chest. “thank you for understanding, i know i’m a dick sometimes. it’s just the way i react to things.”

you giggled giving him another kiss, this time deepening it. he started to sit up a bit as he continued to kiss you, placing his hand at the sight of your head, getting on top of you again.

“wanna fuck?” he asked when you guys broke away, making you laugh out loud as you nodded, spending the rest of the night showing you who owned you.

a/n: hope you like it 🖤

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Hutcherson

Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader

Synopsis: Tom gets jealous over your former co-star, Josh Hutcherson

Masterlist

“Aw! Look what’s on.” You gasped when one of your old movies come up on the TV.

“Is this Bridge to Terebithia?” Tom asked and sat beside you on the couch.

“Yeah. I haven’t seen this in forever. You wanna watch it?”

“You mean do I want to watch you as a child drown in a creek?” Tom chuckled and pulled a blanket over the two of you.

“Come on. They don’t even show that part.” You playfully rolled your eyes. “And it’s not me drowning. It’s Leslie.”

“Is that supposed to make me feel better? Because I like Leslie way more than you.” Tom smiled teasingly.

“Shut up.” You playfully smacked his chest before resting your head on his shoulder. He chuckled to himself and rested his head on top of yours as the movie played.

“You know the last time I watched this, I cried so hard my period came.” You told Tom, making him snort with laughter.

“I’m so glad I know that about you. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.” You chuckled and snuggled into his neck. You watched the movie for a few minutes in comfortable silence as the memories of filming came back to you one by one.

“I can’t believe this came out 15 years ago. It feels like the premier was yesterday.” You said as you watched your younger self beat a bunch of boys in a playground race.

“You never forget your first movie.”

“Yeah.” You sighed happily. “Or your first love.”

The childhood nostalgia halted to an abrupt stop when Tom registered what he had just heard you say. He lifted his head off of yours so that he could look at you.

“Your first what now?”

“Josh and I dated while we filmed. I told you that, remember?” You laughed and looked at him.

“Yeah, but you were like 13, right? That’s not dating. And it’s definitely not love.” He laughed nervously and hoped you’d agree.

“It was love for what I knew it to be at the time. I remember how I felt about him back then. And I remember it as love.” You shrugged and put your head back down on his shoulder. Tom sat there frozen for a moment as he processed that he wasn’t your first love. He knew he was your first serous relationship so he had always assumed he was the first person you ever loved. But as 14 year old Josh Hutcherson stared at him through his screen, he realized he had competition.

“Oh.” Tom said in an unnatural tone, making you sit up.

“Oh what?”

“Nothing. Let’s just watch the movie.” Tom brushed it off and settled back into the couch. You thought he was fine but once you heard him grumbling something under his breath, you knew you had a problem.

“Tommy.” You said pointedly as you sat up straight again.

“Yes?” He asked innocently.

“Are you seriously pouting because I loved a boy before you?” You chuckled and rubbed his cheek with your thumb.

“What? Psh. No.” Tom scuffed. “I don’t care. You were 13.”

You accepted his answer and settled back into the couch to watch the movie.

“13 and in love with a boy before me.” He mumbled under his breath.

“What was that?” You say up again.

“Nothing.” He said quickly.

Tom got through the rest of the movie and by the time he went to bed, he had forgotten all about Josh. But when we walked into the kitchen the next morning and saw you scrolling through something on your phone, he knew trouble was near.

“Isn’t it funny that Josh’s character is named Jess and Zooey Dechanel is also in the movie and she plays Jess in New Girl? And then in New Girl, Jess says “I might as well call you Bridge to Terebithia because you make kids cry.”? When she was literally in Bridge to Terebithia?”

“Yeah. Isn’t Josh just so funny? So funny and the first boy you ever loved.” Tom said with a huge smile that you knew was fake.

“Is this gonna be a thing?” You sighed and put your phone down.

“It’s not gonna be a thing. I’m only kidding. I’m done now.” Tom replied and you actually believed him. He started to make his tea for a minute before turning to face you.

“I just think it’s funny how-“

“Oh my God.” You cut him off with a groan.

“As I was saying.” He said once you stopped groaning. “I just think it’s funny that the movie ended last night but you’re still thinking about Josh.”

“I’m not thinking about Josh. You know I like to look up the cast and crew of everything I watch. I was just going through the IMDB and remembered that scene from New Girl. That’s all.” You said quietly and started to leave the room. Tom felt bad for being so sassy and ran to catch up with you.

“Wait, darling. I’m sorry.” He said and put his hands on your shoulders to get you to look at him.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel bad. I’m being jealous and dumb. He was your love when you were 13. I have no reason to be jealous. I’ll stop.”

“That’s right. You have literally 0 reason to be jealous.” You poked his chest as a smile tugged at your lips.

“I know. And it’s not like I’ll ever have to think about it again.” Tom smiled as well now that he had gotten it all off his chest.

“Yeah. Let’s just agree never to bring it up again.”

“Agreed. Never again.”

A couple of minutes of silence went by before Tom was right back at it.

“So how did you crazy kids get together anyway?” Tom asked with another huge, eerie smile.

“What happened to not talking about it?” You groaned.

“I just need to get this out of my system so that it stops bothering me.” Tom whined. “Like when you would watch a scary movie as a kid and afterwards couldn’t sleep without a nightlight or go to the bathroom at night because you were scared and the only way to get over it was to rewatch the movie.”

“You’re comparing me liking a boy ten years before I met you to a scary movie?” You folded your arms and gave him a long look.

“Not a boy you liked. A boy you loved. And you know I emote in strange ways.”

“Tom, I’m not feeding into your weird little jealousy fantasy thing you got going on right now. I’m not doing it.” You shook your head and walked out of the room.

“Please? Just answer a few questions and I promise, I’ll drop it forever.” Tom pleaded and followed after you into the living room.

“Oh my God. Fine. But then we are dropping this forever, okay?”

“Yes. I swear.”

“Then what do you want to know?”

“Just a couple things.” Tom said as he pulled a long, hand written list out of his pocket.

“Oh my God.” You sighed and buried your face in your hands.

“First, how did you guys get together?” He read from the top of his list. You rolled your eyes to the ceiling but he gave you a pleading pout, so you gave in.

“Well all my scenes were with him so we got close really fast. And I don’t know, something about running around with him in the forest made me fall in love.” You shrugged and folded your arms.

“Did you ever kiss him?” Tom asked as he checked off the first question.

“Obviously.” You chuckled. “He was my first kiss.”

“Right. Obviously.” Tom mimicked your chuckling before giving you a dirty look. You laughed at his antics and threw a pillow at his head.

“Tell me about the kiss.” He laughed and threw the pillow back.

“You want to know about the greatest kiss of my life?” You said in a dramatic voice as you clutched your heart.

“What? You don’t consider me the greatest kiss of your life?” Tom pretended to be offended and threw more pillows at you.

“I’m just kidding. You’re so easy to mess with.” You laughed as you caught one of the pillows.

“Just tell me.” He whined and stamped his feet.

“Fine. You want to know? I was on set when he was filming the scene where he finds out I died. After he wrapped, he ran to give me a hug and told me he’d be sad if he ever lost me for real. Then he kissed me. It was the first time I was ever kissed.”

“How cute.” Tom said through gritted teeth.

“You’re the one who wanted to know.” You laughed at him and threw another pillow. This time, the pillow landed on the remote and the last thing you had been watching came up on the television. Tom’s attention was caught by the forrest that was now on the screen.

“What’s this?” He asked and picked up the remote to raise the volume.

“Oh, uh, I was watching TV before you got up.” You said in a weak voice.

“Are you watching National Geographic without me again?” Tom gasped when he saw that you were suddenly nervous.

“No.” You gulped. “It’s actually-“

“The Hunger Games?!” Tom practically screamed when the camera panned to Katniss Everdeen shooting something with an arrow. You covered your face in shame while Tom looked at you as if you had just murdered someone in front of him.

“Tom, listen.” You began.

“You were watching The Hunger Games starring teen heartthrob Josh Hutcherson?” Tom asked and pointed to the screen.

“Well I started thinking about Josh last night after your little interrogation-“

“Oh. So you were thinking about your ex boyfriend last night? While in bed next to me?” Tom asked sassily and put his hands on his hips.

“I wasn’t thinking about my “ex boyfriend”. We dated when we were 13. He doesn’t really count as a boyfriend.”

“But he does count as your first love?”

“To me, yes. I loved him for what I knew love to be at 13 years old. I told you this.”

“Yeah. I remember.” Tom said and pointed to the screen again. You looked at the screen and saw Peeta with his face painted so that he camouflaged into the ground.

“I really can’t have this fight while Peeta looks like Mount Rushmore.” You said out of the corner of your mouth.

“I don’t see why not. Since apparently, you spent all night thinking about Mount Rushmore.”

“Oh my God. If you let me finish before, I was gonna say that I was thinking about Josh after we watched the movie last night which naturally led me to start thinking about The Hunger Games because if I’m honest Tom, if I’m really fucking honest, I love the Hunger Games. I think it was a fantastic series and I miss that time period of the press tours and the new movies coming out. So when I sat down to watch something this morning and it came up in my suggestions, I clicked on it. Not because I’m still in love with Josh, but because I really, really love The Hunger Games.”

“Well damn.” Tom whispered. “You didn’t take a breath that whole sentence.”

“Can we drop it now?” You asked hopefully.

“Fine.” Tom mumbled. You smiled in satisfaction, kissed his cheek, and then left the room.

“Never.” He whispered once you were gone.

As a part of the press tour you were on for your upcoming movie, you and Tom were invited by LadBible to do a couples video. You took turns asking each other questions about your relationship in front of the camera.

“Next question. Who made the first move?” You read off the slip of paper you had pulled from the bowl on the table.

“I did. Though I don’t think you realized it was me making a move.” Tom chuckled.

“That’s because your move was asking me if I preferred pink lemonade or regular lemonade. Then you had pink lemonade at your house the first time you invited me over for a party. And proceeded to offer it to me 100 times.” You laughed at the memory and patted his hand.

“It wasn’t subtle but it was smooth.” He shrugged and you nodded in agreement.

“Aw. This one’s cute. Who was your first love?” You asked as you pulled the next question out of the bowl.

“You were.” Tom answered. “My first and only love. Which is king of crazy to think about. I’ve loved you since I was 19.”

“Damn. If we met just one year earlier, we could’ve been dancing to 18 by One Direction at our wedding.” You clicked your tongue.

“It’s okay. We’ll find another song.” He chuckled and squeezed your hand.

“I already have. It’s Little Things by One Direction.” You smiled and looked into the camera.

“Or Girl Almighty.” Tom suggested.

“No. Never Girl Almighty. It makes 0 sense.” You laughed and shook your head.

“What about, “your light is as light as as many ambulances as it takes to save a savior”, doesn’t make sense to you?”

“What does any of that mean?” You asked through a laugh.

“Fine. It can be Little Things. Even though that whole song is basically just calling the girl fat.” Tom joked, making you playfully roll your eyes as you got the next question out of the bowl.

“Next question, who said-“

“Y/n, you didn’t answer the last question.” One of the producers called from behind the camera.

“Oh, uh.” You smiled nervously and felt a momentary sense of dread. You looked over at Tom to see if he had realized what you were about to bring up again, but he seemed perfectly fine.

“My first love was my costar Josh Hutcherson. Back when we were 13.” You said and quickly looked at Tom to see his reaction.

“Aw. Your Jesse.” Tom said with a smile.

“Yeah. My Jesse.” You smiled in relief and picked up the piece of paper again.

“Next question, who said I love you first?” You read off to move the conversation along.

The topic seemed to be dropped after that interview, much to your relief. You managed to completely forget about it until you were at an event to promote your upcoming movie. Tom stood behind you with an arm around your waist as you spoke to a journalist.

“I learned something new about you in your recent video with LadBible. I didn’t know that your first love was Josh Hutcherson.” The journalist said before pointing the microphone at you. You felt Tom tense up behind you so you leaned into him.

“Oh, yeah.” You laughed nervously. “I think he was the first love for a lot of girls who grew up watching him. I definitely had a crush on him from seeing him in Zathura and RV. Then I just got lucky to have him play the Jesse to my Leslie.”

“Do you keep in contact with him?” The interviewer asked. You gulped and wished she’d drop this topic before it became a thing on the internet.

“I do. He and I catch up over text every now and then. I haven’t seen him in a few years though.” You answered and hoped that would be the end of it.

“Maybe the two of you can reunite for a sequel to Bride to Terebithia.” She said into her microphone, making you laugh in surprise.

“I get the feeling you haven’t seen the movie.” You said skeptically.

“I don’t think I have, actually.”

“I thought so. Things didn’t end too well for my character. But maybe if I come back as a ghost, we could make a part two.” You shrugged and she seemed satisfied with your answer.

“Would you be down to work with him again?” She asked just when you thought the conversation was over.

“Oh, absolutely. I’d honestly really love to act along side him again. He was such a giving actor when we were 13 and from what I’ve seen, he’s only grown from there. I think it would be really interesting to see how our chemistry and acting styles have evolved now that we’re older.” You answered.

“I’m sure a lot of people would love to see that.”

“Not all people.” Tom mumbled.

“That’s good for me. Thanks for stopping by.” The journalist shook your hand before sending you on your way.

Just as you feared, instead of anyone talking about the movie you were promoting, all the headlines were filled with you and Josh Hutcherson. The internet was ablaze with rumors about the two of you.

You went to the premier of the your movie with every intention of dodging any and every Josh related question. Tom had the same hope as he joined your side on the red carpet. Tom could see the end of the red carpet and sighed in relief that you’d managed to walk the whole thing without any questions about Josh. Before the two of you could walk off, you heard a familiar voice.

“Y/n?” It called, making you turn around. Tom turned as well, smile dropping instantly when his eyes landed on the one and only Josh Hutcherson.

“Josh!” You broke into a smile before running into his arms. Tom watched in slow motion as Josh lifted you off the ground and spun you in a circle.

“You have got to be kidding me.” Tom mumbled under his breath as photographers pushed each other out of the way to get pictures of you and Josh. Tom couldn’t hear what you and Josh were saying to each other over the sound of the cameras flashing. But when he saw you throw your head back laughing at something Josh said, he was quick to join your side.

“Hey, you. Thought I lost you for a second there.” Tom forced a laugh and wrapped an arm around you.

“Sorry, I ran to say hi. Josh, this is my boyfriend, Tom.” You introduced Tom to Josh.

“Hey Tom. It’s so great to meet you.” Josh said politely and held out his hand.

“You too. Jam, was it?” Tom asked as he shook Josh’s hand.

“What was that?” Josh tilted his head in confusion.

“Oh my God.” You face palmed.

“It’s Josh.” Josh corrected with a laugh.

“Oh. Josh? Am I pronouncing that right?” Tom looked at you to ask.

“Tom. You know how to pronounce his name.” You said through a fake smile.

“I’m not sure I do.” Tom played dumb.

“Thomas.” You said flatly.

“So how do you and Y/n know each other?” Tom asked Josh. You looked up to the sky and counted to ten in your head.

“We were in a movie together a million years ago. It’s called Mockingjay Part One.” Josh answered, making you throw your head back laughing again. Josh laughed too as Tom frowned in confusion.

“I don’t get it.” Tom shrugged.

“I had a cameo in Mockingjay Part One as one of the avox’s.” You explained.

“She didn’t say a single line but she killed it.” Josh praised you.

“And then I was killed.” You added, making you and Josh break down laughing again. Tom looked into an invisible camera and grimaced.

“What’s Mockingjay Part one? I’ve never heard of it and I thought I’ve seen all your movies.” Tom asked you.

“It’s the third Hunger Games Movie.” You told him.

“Oh. Okay. I’ve never seen the movies so I have no idea what you guys are talking about but it had the cadence of a joke.” Tom mumbled. You and Josh didn’t even hear him since you were laughing again.

“How come I die in every movie we’re in together?” You asked Josh.

“I don’t know. But I’ve heard rumors that we’re gonna be in a movie together soon so I’m hoping you get to live to see the end of that one.” Josh said and playfully punched your shoulder.

“Oh yes. I’ve heard the rumors too.” You laughed. “As long as my character stays away from old ropes or President Snow, I should be good.”

“Well even if the movie doesn’t happen, I still want to catch up sometime.” Josh said.

“Barf.” Tom whispered and you elbowed him in the side.

“Please. We have to. My numbers changed since I was 13 so let me give you my new one.” You replied and pulled out your phone. Tom watched you exchange numbers before parting ways. Not before Josh kissed your cheek, of course. Once you were off the carpet and inside the theater, Tom said what was on his mind.

“I can’t believe you gave Jack Hudgens your phone number right in front of me. What if I gave Jennifer Gardner my number in front of you?” Tom whispered to you.

“What? Who are those people?” You whispered back.

“Oh my God. It’s Josh Hutcherson and Jennifer Lawrence. Not Garder. Garder is 13 Going On 30.”

“I thought that was Anniston.” Tom frowned.

“No. Anniston is Friends.”

“Then who was in The Blind Side?”

“Sandra Bullock. Holy shit. We’re not having this conversation again. Just watch the movie.” You whispered and pointed to the screen. Tom rolled his eyes and looked at the screen just as your movie started.

“By the way, Josh is in this movie.” You leaned over to whisper in Tom’s ear.

“What?!” He asked loudly, earning shushes and looks from people sitting nearby.

“Just kidding.” You laughed before kissing his cheek. Tom couldn’t help but smile and held your hand for the rest of the movie.

Tom waited until you fell asleep that night before checking the Internet. He knew it was wrong, but he just wanted to see if any cameras had captured your little reunion with Josh. He opened up Google but before he could type anything, he saw what was trending.

“The reunion everyone is talking about.” Tom read off his screen. He rolled his eyes to the ceiling before going to type something into the search bar.

“Y/n L/n and-“ Tom was about to type his own name when something horrible happened.

“No.” Tom gasped loudly. “Y/n and Josh comes up before Y/n and Tom? This is an absolute travesty.”

“Tom?” You yawned and sat up. “What are you doing up?”

“Nothing. Just some research.” Tom said quickly and slammed the laptop shut.

“Research?” You eyed him skeptically.

“Yeah. Don’t worry about it. Just go back to bed, darling. I’ll tuck you in.”

“Oh no.” You cracked a smile and tried to take the laptop.

“What?” Tom asked innocently and yanked the laptop away.

“Are you sleuthing? Is that what you’re doing right now?” You laughed and tried to get the laptop again.

“Psh. No.” Tom scoffed and held the laptop as far away from you as possible

“Yes you were. Your fingers clacking on that keyboard woke me up. You were sleuthing on me and Josh weren’t you?”

“No.” Tom lied.

“Then let me see the laptop.” You said simply.

“I, uh, I can’t do that.” Tom said without looking at you.

“Why not? What are you looking at?” You asked and scooted closer to him.

“I am looking at…” Tom trailed off and got out of bed as he tried to come up with something.

“Porn. Really dirty and grotesque porn. Like the dirty little London boy I am.” Tom lied to you.

“Oh yeah? Let me see then.” You said and reached for the laptop again. You managed to get it this time and when you opened it, you saw a picture of you and Josh from earlier.

“Aha! I knew it! You sleuthed!”

“I had to sleuth!” He whined. “The Internet has gone crazy ever since you said he was your first love. There are petitions to get you guys to date, did you know that?”

“Oh God, no. Not petitions!“ You gasped. “If only I had free will to do what I want and not be controlled by random petitions on the internet created by 14 year olds.”

“You’re making light of a terrible situation.” Tom deadpanned.

“Do tell me, what’s the terrible situation?” You cracked a smile and tilted your head to the side.

“You and Josh comes up before me and you comes up on Google!” Tom exclaimed and pointed to the laptop.

“What? How can this be?” You gasped again in an exaggerated manner.

“Stop making fun of me.” Tom whined and sat back down on the bed.

“How could I not? Tom, who cares about google searches?” You asked and rubbed his back.

“I do. I care that the world wants to see you with another boy.” He said without looking at you. You smiled sadly and scooted closer to him to wrap your arms around him. He looked over his shoulder at you as he placed his hand over yours.

“Is it so wrong that I want to be the boy people think of when they think of you? I think of us as a matching set. We go together. But now everyone wants to take you out of the set and match you with a different boy.”

“Why do you keep saying “boy” and never man?” You wondered.

“You don’t get it.” Tom mumbled and pushed your arms off of him.

“Wait, Tom. Come back.” You laughed and pulled him into another hug. You felt him relax in your arms so you placed a kiss on the side of his head before cupping his face to look at him.

“I think your feelings are invalid.” You said sweetly.

“Oh. That’s a new one.”

“I think they’re invalid because I’m so in love with you that I don’t even hear what people say. They can say whatever they want about me or who I’m dating or who they want to see me with. I don’t hear it. Because I’m happy and secure in our relationship. So even if the entire world signed that petition and I was offered a billion dollars to make a movie with me and Josh, I wouldn’t do it. Because your feelings matter to me and I know it would make you uncomfortable. The movie would also not get made in general because petitions are not how movies get made but that’s besides the point. The point is, you need to stop caring about what people say about me and Josh and start caring about what I say about me and you.”

“What do you say about me and you?” Tom asked as a slow smile tugged at his lips.

“That this is forever.” You said as you pointed between the two of you. Tom’s smile widened before he leaned in to kiss you. You kissed him back for a minute before pulling away.

“Unless Josh wants me.” You said sweetly.

“I’m gonna smother you with a pillow.” He said in the same tone.

“I love you too.”

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