The Professors assistant (Tom Hiddleston x Reader)

Hungover

Tom knocked on her door for the remaining of the evening. He heard no voice. Or even any movement come from the room.
He sighed and eventually gave up. "I'll be back" he said to the door before walking through the hallway and out of the front door.
~~~~~~~~~

"I'll be back" he said through the door. That was the last thing she heard before hearing the front door close.

Truthfully, she wasn't angry with him. She was sad, yes. About when he said he "hated his life". Maybe he was just saying things and didn't really mean it... then she was disappointed. And how he just lets Monica walk all over him. But then she was scared...when he was speeding in the car it's like it wasn't even him..She feels bad that she shut Tom out. But it was the best option right now. They'll talk about it tomorrow.

~~~~~~~~~next morning

I woke and slid out of bed. Slowly cracking the door open i was almost blown away by the smell of alcohol. I rushed into the living room to see Tom, still in yesterdays clothes, laying on the floor infront of the tv with empty bottles around him. I looked into the kitchen and there was a total mess. Papers and food on the floor.
I sighed heavily. Two choices stood infront of me
1) let him continue to sleep and maybe even slide a pillow under his head
2) wake his ass up

I think I'll go with number two.
Walking back into the living room I kneel and shake his body "Tom"
No answer
I shake him harder "Tom!"

"Hm?" He mumbles

I groan "damn it, Tom...wake up!"

His eyes start to open and he mumbles something

"What?" I ask moving my ear closer

"I need a trash can" he says louder

I quickly go grab the small trashcan from the restroom and set it next to him. He pushes him self from the floor and start to vomit. He misses the can and gets a bit on my leg. "Shit. Sorry" he mumbles before he continues to vomit. I hesitantly rub his back "it's okay. Let it out" I say.
He finishes and wipes his mouth with his sleeve. He raises his hand and grabs the bridge on his nose

I quickly go into the kitchen, stepping over the spilled food and get a glass of water along with a few Advils
"Here" I say sitting down next to him.

He takes the medicine and lays back on the floor.
Ughh why does he make me feel so bad! Fine

"No no no. Come lay in my bed"

"Really?" He asked, eyes closed.

"Yes. Now, cmon"

I grab hold of his arm, helping him up.
"God, I feel like absolute hell" he says as we enter the room

"I bet" I reply. Before he lays down I stop him "take your shirt off..I don't want puke in my sheets"

He hums and removes his shirt
Once he lays down on the bed I shut the curtains for him then cover him with the blanket.
"Do you need anything else?" I ask

"I'm sorry, Athena. For wha-"

I cut his apology short "we'll talk about it later when you're feeling better" I kiss his forehead and walk out of the room.

I cross my arms and look at the state my apartment is in "the things I do for this man already" I chuckle to myself and begin to clean up.

SHORT CHAPTER SORRY