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22. Tom Hiddleston | Welcome to the family

By : that-writer-who-never-posts | Tumblr  

Prompt: Tom being nervous about meeting your parents, and they embarrassing you in front of him

Warnings: I don't think so

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It was a lazy afternoon. Tom was laying on the sofa, watching tv with you laying on top of him. He played with your hair and you hugged him tight.

"Tom... Can I ask you something?" You say a little nervous.

"Anything, love." He replied.

"Look... Since you have a free weekend, and that doesn't happen often, I think we should enjoy it to visit my parents." You say at once.

"Did they invite me?" He says a bit surprised. Your parents lived in another city, and, even though you talked about them a lot, you never mentioned taking him to meet them.

"No, I didn't tell them I was planning a visit... Wanted to know if you'd like to first." You look at the floor, afraid he would say no.

"I would love to!" He tries to sound excited. Deep down, he really was. But he was afraid your parents wouldn't like him, because of this crazy life he lives, all the travels, all the media... It wasn't that good for you, but he didn't want to lose you, or see you hurt if your parents tell you to leave him.

"Really?" You lifted your head to look at his face and smiled so much. "Thank you! You're the best! They can't wait to finally meet you..."

"Me neither." He smiled back and kissed you lovingly.

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A few days later

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"I can't believe I got ready before you!" You tease him, sitting on his bed and watching him trying to find his best tie. "Tom!"

"Yes." He stopped everything and looked at you with panic in his eyes.

"Don't you think you're a little too formal?" You bite your lips to hide your laughter.

"Oh shit... Am I?" He runs his hand through his hair like he did when he was nervous or had a big problem to solve.

"Yes." You stood up and grabbed his hand, trying to calm him down. "My parents are simple. Look at the way I'm dressed! You don't have to wear a tie. Why don't you go with that red sweater I love?"

"Because you said your mom doesn't like red." He sighs and you can't stop laughing.

"Tom! I said that months ago that she doesn't like to wear red clothes, not that she doesn't hate people who do." You give him a tight hug. "Don't be nervous. They already like you, because they know you make me the happiest girl in the world."

"That's all I want to do. Oh my god..." He almost pushed you away. "We are going to be late!"

"Then get dressed, princess!" You roll your eyes. "Don't worry, I'll tell them it's because you stopped to help a blind old lady to cross the street or something."

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He parked his car in front of the small, but really cute house. His arms were still tense and his hands didn't leave the wheel.

"You'll be fine." You told him one last time. "It's impossible to not love you."

He nodded with a small smile and got out of the car, joining your side as you knocked on the door. Didn't take long for a man to open it.