Overwhelmed-A Tom Hiddleston Story

27. May

A//N: Thanks for 900 reads!~

You peeled your eyes open slowly and looked around. Oh look. Your room. Again. You laid your head back down and pulled out your phone, beginning to scroll through various socials.

Email wasn't fun, shock. No new job prospects, actually, you are now one less aspect. The video game you were hired for has been canned due to underfunding. Not that you needed the money but christ something to do would be amazing, you'd recorded all the songs you could think of, now its just scheduled uploads.

Facebook was annoying, you didn't bother checking your notifications. You just checked on your family and various friends.

Instagram was just as bad, just an overwhelming amount of people commenting or messaging. Some good fans, some terrible, and some creepy. Some closet cosplays you were tagged in gave you a small smile.

YouTube, your subscriptions were updated and everyone seemed to enjoy your videos. You even started uploading dancing videos (Not with the pole) to try and incorporate your workout into it.

Snapchat, which you only gave out to fellow celebrities, was nice and calm atleast. Sophia checked on you, even Robert and Chris messaged you, but you hadn't opened any in a week. You hadn't been feeling social, you mostly just lurked.

Even Tom, who messaged you every day, you hadn't messaged back in a few days. Based on the few recent ones he was getting worried. You stared at his last few messages:

'I was thinking about you tonight, can we try to facetime?'

'I ordered from that pizza place we ate from when we did the movie night at your hotel. Would you like to do that again?'

'Saw your video today, you were wonderful as always. When is our video going up?'

'Can you call me when you get a moment? No pressure or hurry, nothings wrong, I just want to hear your voice.'

You smiled a little at the last one, as if he needed to say no pressure, he never made you feel that way. He was always so pleasant to talk to, even before you two were dating, he was always so sweet and interesting.

You loved talking to him.

You love him.

You stared at his contact, his photo was the one of you two he took when you two were on set together. You were practically naked in a robe, he was in his TVA uniform, and you both grinned ear to ear. You went on your first date the next day, though you didn't call it one, you both knew what it was. You rolled your lips between your teeth before taking a deep breath and tapping the call button, the speaker phone button shortly after it. You let go of the phone, letting it rest on the other pillow as it rung, it didn't take long, it seldom did.

"(Y/N)?"

"Hi Tom"

"How are you? I haven't heard from you in so long."

"Not great... I'm just sorta not into talking lately."

"Okay... Thats fine. Do you want to keep talking now?"

You smiled

"Not really... But can you stay on the phone with me? I don't want to be alone right now."

"Of course... What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know, anything you want really... You could read me the phone book?"

"Lets try something else, have you gotten out of bed for the day yet?"

"... No."

"Why don't you get up, go downstairs to the kitchen and make lunch. Tell me what you've got and I'll read you a recipe. Something new?"