Tom Hiddleston one shot/drabble collection

The Christmas Jumper

Summary: Finding presents for your boyfriend Tom Hiddleston feels like an impossible task. After all, what do you buy for a man who has everything? Your last hope is the internet and you come across an advert for Marvel themed Christmas jumpers. A Loki Christmas jumper for your boyfriend, the man who portrays God himself on screen. Is it a mistake buying it or actually a good one?

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One week before Christmas

Shopping for your friends and family was easy, but buying presents for your boyfriend of three years, Tom Hiddleston, now that was a challenge. What do you buy for a man who has everything?

You began to hit the high street shops right from the 9 o'clock opening times, as you knew how precious time is right now and you need to divide up your time wisely. You hate last minute shopping but you'd been far too busy working to even start any sooner than right now. A week before Christmas is all you have. So your first stop was to come through the clothes racks, as you needed something new to wear for the family meal, which is at Tom's Mum's house on Christmas Day. You knew you wanted some sort of dress, nothing fancy, but something simple and in a festive colour. Luckily after looking around a couple of shops you managed to find what you were looking for in a dress. A simple green sequin dress with long sleeves that came down to your knees and a high neckline. Now all that left you with still enough time to scout for something for everyone, more importantly finding Tom something.

Around mid-day you'd managed to find presents for all of your family, except you hadn't got anything still for Tom and time was running out. Shopping felt impossible when it came to Tom. Although by now you called for a break and grabbed some lunch before heading back to the shops.

After spending practically the entire day shopping and coming back without a present for Tom frustrated you a lot. As soon as you got home you dropped off your shopping bags in your room before collapsing down onto your bed. Your limbs were spread out like a starfish. You lay there for a good twenty minutes or so feeling achy after such a long day. Eventually you moved while sighing heavily and grabbed your computer from its place on your desk. The internet is now being your last hope to find something for Tom.

While you were browsing for something good you happened upon an advert. It was advertising Marvel Christmas jumpers. Of course your curiosity got the better of you and you clicked onto the advert which directed you to a website. Despite the close deadline to Christmas there's still some jumpers left, what was even more lucky was the fact they had Loki themed jumpers. The front had a large picture of Loki's helmet on a field of green with Christmas trees and snowflakes running along the hem. As well as along the neckline and cuffs of the sleeves. Of course there were more smaller helmets in between the Christmas trees and snowflakes. The rest of the sleeves had the TVA logo and the sacred timeline on them, also variant was written in a large font on the back. Once you saw they were in stock you did not delay a moment longer and you purchased one for Tom. After the payment went through that's when you felt stupid for buying such a lame present. You know Tom has a great sense of humour but you worry about how beautiful and expensive his present could be for you, whereas you are only giving him a jumper.

Christmas Day

You woke up early to the feeling of Tom softly kissing your exposed shoulder. The feeling of his lips on your skin always made a tingling sensation run through your body, and a feeling you knew you would never tire of.

"Merry Christmas, darling!" Tom said excitedly. You knew from his tone of voice he'd woken up like a giddy child. A giddy child who wanted to wake up their parents in order to open all the Christmas presents.

"Merry Christmas." You mumbled back and pulled on his arm so that it would wrap around your middle.

"Time to get up." Tom whispered into your ear as he held you close, then he nibbled on your earlobe.