Tom Hiddles One-Shots (Tom x Reader)

Surprise... - Tom

♡ In the story: Smut. Enjoy the story! ♡

Tom's been out working for almost two and a half months now and it has been a while since the two of us have been together. He was coming home from the airport tomorrow and I was planning out what I was going to make for him. 

Sitting in my car at a stop sign I tapped the steering wheel impatiently, with my middle and index finger in a rhythmic pattern.

"Come on." I whisper to myself in annoyance, "Just turn green. There is literally nobody on the road." My frustrating day at work was leaking into my after-hours. Pissing me off.

To calm down I just thought of the idea of being in Tom's arms again tomorrow. Everything that happened today wouldn't matter anymore when I finally get to him. Oh how much I've missed him. His scent, touch, sensation. Everything about him was to die for. And I yearned for it tremendously.

Almost every bit of his aroma and being had left the house. Other than his stuff I could barely remember he'd ever been there. The sheets no longer smelled like him. And I occasionally wear one of his shirts to bed. But those quickly ran out. I needed him so bad. Just to hear him talk or touch my skin once more. Anything could ease my tense heart.

"Ugh finally." The light turned green and I sped my way home. I just needed to relax at home. And prepare whatever it was I was going to make for Tom's arrival.

Making my way to the garage. I parked the car inside and headed for the door with my hot coffee, bag, and files in my arms. Trying my best to open the garage door entrance I roughly managed and stumbled inside trying to maintain my balance with this huge load of objects blocking my vision.

Making my way to the kitchen counter I set down the box of files and the coffee cup I had on top flipped and spilled all over me.

"Shit!" I shrieked quickly pulling my printed linen off over my head. Now only wearing my bra I clutched the soaked, warm, button-down in my hand while grabbing my bag off the top of the box. My eyes were trying to not roll shut, and my body tried to not fall onto the floor and stretch out. So I tried to make it to the bed before that happened.

Rubbing my forehead to ease my raging headache, I pushed the door to the room open. The curtains were covering the window and I needed some fresh light in here, so I headed over to open them up.

"Leave them." I heard a voice behind me, stumbling and jumping back. I whipped my head around. I know that voice. That smell.

"Tom?!?" My eyes were wide open staring at the gorgeous man sprawled over my bed looking up at me.

"Expecting someone else dear?" He asked with a brow raised.

"Uh- no. Nobody actually." He chuckled and then took notice of my lack of clothing.

"I hope you didn't go out wearing that." He smirked, staring at my half-exposed self.

"Oh. Hehe. Yeah, I spilled coffee on it. But what are you doing here?" I lifted the hand with the stained shirt for him to see.

"Well. I caught an early flight. I hope this isn't any trouble for you."

"No of course not. Just a bit unexpected." I smile while walking over to him on the bed.

"Oh. I see." His tone changed to one that was a bit more let-down.

"But I love unexpected things," I smirk cupping his cheek in my hand bringing it up to my lips. Placing a gentle kiss on his soft lips.

He brought his hands up slowly to my waist and in a swift quick motion; pulled me down to lay on the bed and him leaning over me. I let out a giggle into his lips while he did. He pulled away from our kiss and hovered over me with a grin on his lips.