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98. Tom Hiddleston | Wisdom Teeth

By : youlightmeupfinn | Tumblr 

summary: You're getting your wisdom teeth removed and Tom has to be there as your supportive husband.

Drabble Prompt #66: "I won't let you get hurt."

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"Tom, take me home." You groaned from the seat beside him. You were nestled inside of the waiting room of the dentist's office, your leg tapping uncontrollably. He glanced over at you, moving to rest his hand on the top of your thigh, trying to slow the movements. He knew you were anxious about trips to the dentist, you always had been.

And when your dentist declared that it was time to remove your wisdom teeth, you nearly pissed yourself. Tom remembered you coming home to him in a fit of tears. With how hard you were crying, you would've thought you saw an animal die.

"They want to pull my wisdom teeth!" You screamed, Tom quickly pulling you into his chest. But he was fighting off the urge to laugh so badly because of the matter.

"Darling," He said, not helping the giggle that was released. "It's just wisdom teeth."

You shook your head. "I have to get put under!" You cried harder. Tom chuckled to which you punched him in the stomach, earning a hard groan.

"IT'S NOT FUNNY!" You sobbed.

"OW!" He grumbled. "Love, you don't have to be put under for that... You'll be under anesthesia, but you're not being put to sleep."

Well, jokes on Tom. They put your ass under.

Needless to say, before Tom was set to drive you to the appointment, you hid in your shared closet.

"Darling, please come out. We have to go!" He looked around for you until he discovered you were hidden behind the large coats you had hanging up. "Get out from behind the coats."

You shook your head. "I'm not here."

Tom rolled his eyes. "Babe, I can see your feet." He sighed.

"Not when I do this." You said as you shuffled them back into the darkness, somehow hiding them from his view.

"Thor, get your ass out of the coats." Tom finally grabbed you, hearing as you screamed.

You gazed around the room, the color draining from your face. "I need you with me," You looked at him. Tom chuckled.

"Baby, I don't think they're going to let me go back there with you..." He trailed, kissing your temple. You heard as the door opened, the nurse stepped out with your chart in hand.

"Y/N Hiddleston?" She looked around. Everyone in the waiting area picked their heads up and gazed at you. Tom felt you tense.

And then you got up and raced for the door.

"Oh, no you don't!" Tom hissed, racing to grab you by the waist. The nurse laughed as Tom essentially had to drag you through the doors.

"Is someone afraid of the dentist?" She asked.

"YES!" You and Tom both said in unison. You were practically digging your heels into the floors as Tom brought you around the corner. The nurse smiled and led you both into a room.

"Can he stay with me?!" You suddenly asked the nurse with pleading eyes. "He's my husband, please can he stay?!" You could feel yourself trying to hyperventilate. The nurse smiled at you and nodded.

"Yes, Mrs. Hiddleston, your husband can stay." You breathed out a sigh of relief, watching as Tom nestled himself in the corner. Taking a seat in the chair, you sat there, your eyes glued to the window.