Running To You - Tom Hiddleston Fan Fiction

Dinner

I answered the phone, "hi"... "Hi, I'm outside your front door, I didn't want to ring the bell and disturb the kids"
Fuck, shit, bollocks... I looked down at myself, joggers damp at the knees from kneeling on the wet grass, snot across my T-Shirt from where I'd wiped my nose, cheeks flush and it was pretty obvious I'd been crying. Thanks Dave.
"Oh yeah, thanks, just give me one minute". I quickly took my clothes off, chucked on some fresh leggings and a clean black t-shirt from out of the dryer and splashed some cold water over my face.
I went to the door and opened it. There he was stood with both hands full with takeaway bags in tight dark jeans and a black shirt with again the top three buttons open and white trainers. He had a pair of designer ray-ban aviators on even though it was starting to get dark.
"Hi" he smiled at me whilst trying to fumble taking his glasses off. I couldn't believe he was so sexy, it was like a dream and he was here in front of my house, Tom Hiddleston.

"Here let me help you with those, please come in". I took one of the bags from his hands and he stepped into my home. His aftershave hit me again, taking me straight back to what happened earlier in the day. The smell made me instantly feel better knowing he was here and wet.

He whispered "sorry I'm late, I got a little lost and I wasn't sure what you fancied to eat so I got a few different things and..." He stopped talking and looked at me.
"Hey are you ok? Have you been crying? I should have called to say I was late"
It was kinda sweet that he automatically thought I'd been crying over him because he wasn't here bang on 8 but then again it was a little presumptuous.
"Oh don't worry, it's no problem your late... It's just uhhh... Kids stuff that's all"
He looked concerned, "are you sure because you really don't look ok?"
"Yeah, yeah don't worry about me I'm fine... This smells amazing, what did you bring?" I was trying to change the subject.
"Umm some Chinese, Indian... Uhhh look at me Becca, you can tell me what's wrong" he still wouldn't leave it be.
"I don't want to burden you with my problems.. it's fine honestly. I'm starved" I took his remaining bag from his hand and went into the kitchen setting them on the table.
"Drink?"
He was quickly behind me and took hold of my wrist turning me round. He gently took hold of my chin to study my face.
"Please tell me what's wrong"
Tears were starting to well in my eyes, I was trying my hardest not to blink so they wouldn't fall. He lent down and left a lingering soft kiss on my lips and pulled back. A single tear fell and he wiped it away with his thumb whilst cupping my cheek. My head automatically rested into his hand.
"I'm sorry, it's not you... It's my ex and what a fucking piece of shit he's being" I paused, he was looking at me concerned.
"I'm sorry you didn't expect to come round to this, I understand if you want to leave"
"What? Do you see me going anywhere?" His blue/grey eyes were burning into mine and he leaned down to kiss me.
"I want to know what's happened.... Why don't you sit down, I'll pour us a drink, we can eat, because you look like you haven't today and you can tell me all about what's going on? Hmmm?"
He led me over to the table, pulled out a chair and sat me down.
"Do you have any alcohol in this house?" He was looking around the kitchen.
"Um yeah there's a bottle of wine in the fridge"
"Great... Glasses?"
"Top cupboard to the left of the extractor"
"The what?"
He made me giggle... He looked completely lost in the kitchen.
"The thing above the oven"
"Oh...right" he gave me a nod and retrieved two wine glasses and returned to the table with them and the bottle of wine out of the fridge.
He laid all of the food out on to the table and handed me chopsticks.
"I thought we could just eat out of the containers and save the washing up" he said with a smile.
"This looks amazing and smells fantastic... Thank you"
"Your welcome... Now dig in"
I obliged without hesitation, the food was devine. He was right I'd hardly eaten today and this made me feel a lot better. He smiled as he watched me take a spring roll and put the whole thing in my mouth in one go.
"Shit sorry" I said covering my mouth with my hand.
"Oh don't be sorry, I didn't know spring rolls could be so fucking sexy" he had that smirk across his face again like he had earlier in the day.
I blushed not realising what I'd done.
"You weren't shy earlier" he said winking at me. I tapped him on the arm smiling.
"Now that's better, your smiling again" he was smiling at me.
"Think I'm ready to talk now" I said. He nodded and encouraged me on giving my hand a reassuring squeeze.

I told him everything that had happened the past few weeks with Dave, the kids and Natalie. He nodded along and when I was starting to get upset he pulled his chair closer to mine and pulled me into a hug.

"What an absolute bastard... Some men don't deserve to be father's... It's such a gift that so many squander... They don't realise what their doing half the time, too wrapped up in their own world" he was resting his head on my shoulder as he spoke.

"Do you mind me asking why your not together any more?" he asked.

"He cheated on me... Well more than once, a lot more than once. I forgave him the first time and then I found out he'd been sleeping around with other women when I had a smear test done and found out he'd given me Chlamydia"

"Excuse me? He did what?"

"Ummm yeah that was a great way to find out your husband's been cheating on you when he swore on our children's lives he never would again" I shrugged my shoulders and took a large sip of wine.

"What happened after that?"

"I threw him out and all his belongings... He told me it was my fault, I wasn't attractive any more since I'd gotten fat so he had to find it else where"

"Wow... So you bare his children for him, raise them and keep a home clean whilst also working and he treats you like that?"

I shrugged my shoulders again... He took my head in his hands and looked me dead in the eyes.

"You know your beautiful right?"

"You didn't know me when I was fat"

"Don't say that"

"Well you probably wouldn't have looked at me twice"

"Becca, don't let him bring you down. It wasn't your fault. So what if you gained weight? It happens when women have children... Your focus shifts from you to them... It shouldn't mean someone doesn't love you or respect you any more... Your beautiful inside and out"

He pulled me into another embrace, kissing the top of my head and held me for what seemed like forever. After a while he pulled back and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I really like you and not just because you are amazing in bed" he was trying his best not to get that smirk across his face.

"You have this aura about you... You draw people into you... Your kind, funny, sexy as hell and obviously a great mother"

I looked at him and leaned in to kiss him. We started slowly, then it became more feverish, tongues entwined... a longing hunger that was growing was begging to be satisfied.

"Will you stay with me?"