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28. Tom Hiddleston | Anesthesia

By : just-the-hiddles | Tumblr  

Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Rating: T

Word Count: 1895

Warnings: Swearing, Car Accident, Hospital, Blood

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"Tom?"

Tom's eyes fluttered, and he blinked several times, adjusting to the bright white light.

"Nurse! He is waking up!"

Nurse? Waking up? Tom reached out and cold metal hit his hands. Safety rails. The air was cool, dry, and sterile. As he attempted to sit up, he felt a cold air hit his bare back.

"Hey buddy, lie back down. You gave us quite a scare," the familiar voice reassured him as he lowered himself back down to the bed.

Tom turned his head to the sound and once he saw Benedict's face he smiled. Ben smiled back.

"Welcome back to Earth, Tom."

"Thanks, what happened?"

The last thing Tom remembered was climbing into the stunt car to rehearse the big action shot. After that, it was just flashes of fire, screams and sirens.

"The brakes failed and the stunt coordinator doesn't know what happened. But the important thing is you got out alive."

Tom attempted to sit up again and felt winces of pain throughout his body.

"What was the damage?"

Benedict looked down.

"To you or the car?"

"The car... of course me! I feel as though a Mack truck hit me."

"You are not far off. You broke your clavicle, wrist, and a few ribs. Um... lacerations everywhere and a... a ruptured spleen."

Tom twisted to see his friend's face better and felt the stitches and bandages strain. He winced at the sharp pain on his left side. Benedict hit the call button and in minutes, the nurse arrived.

She smiled as she approached the bed.

"Feeling pain?"

Tom nodded.

She looked at your chart before adding some pain meds to Tom's IV.

"That should do. I would suggest lying down and the doctor should be in about twenty minutes."

Tom thanked her and couldn't help but notice her gazing over her shoulder as she left the room. Her smile barely contained her giggles. Tom's eyes widened.

"Do they know who I am?"

Benedict averted his eyes and rose from the chair, feigning interest in the generic artwork on the wall. Tom narrowed his eyes at the clear avoidance of the question.

"What are you not telling me?"

"Oh boy, you don't remember anything when you got here, do you?"

Tom shook his head.

"No, what happened?"

"You were in a lot of pain. Tell me have you ever been under anesthesia before?"

"Maybe, once or twice..." Tom questioned, but then he stared his friend down for answers.

"What did I say, Ben?"

"You don't want to know."

"Yes, I do. Sit down and tell me, and I will decide if you live or die."

Dejected, Ben returned to the chair and let a sigh out.