Tom Hiddleston one shot/drabble collection

You thief!

A/N: After all the excitement from D23 inspired this one shot. Well, more specifically Tom's jumper. I thought he looked cute (as always) and very domestic for some reason too. More importantly a special thanks to my friend Amber who gave me the inspiration and collaborated on this one with me. Enjoy 😊 x

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Summary: It's yours and Tom's first anniversary and both of you look back over the year with fond memories. After spending a day together on a surprise trip Tom had planned to celebrate the special occasion and the day ends by him making love to you. However, the following morning Tom finds one of his shirts that he thought he lost a year ago, and after finding it he realises you kept it as a memento from the first time you were intimate. Also as it turns out it's not the only item of clothing of his that goes missing as he can't seem to find his jumper.

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"Tom?" You spoke softly as you looked up at him from where your head rested on his chest.

"Humm?" Tom hummed deeply, causing you to feel it vibrate in his chest, but his eyes remained glued to the tv.

"I-I was thinking...maybe...erm...y-you'd like it if I were to stay t-tonight?" You stuttered.

His eyebrows knitted together as he slowly lowered his head and hooked his fingers underneath your chin. The softness of his eyes searching your own as he spoke gently, "you want to stay with me?"

"If you'll have me?" You replied innocently.

"I'd love it if you stayed, darling!" Tom's face lit up instantly. Suddenly his lips came crashing down on yours and his grip around your middle became tighter. Then his tongue poked out and ran along your bottom lip asking permission for entry. Without hesitation you parted your lips further for his tongue to slide inside your mouth. Both of your tongues met in dance with teeth slightly grinding together, until both of you became breathless with redden lips, and a loving sparkle laced with a lustful desire in his eyes.

You smile fondly to yourself at the memory of your first night with Tom, which so happened to be a year ago now, not that you could quite believe it. As up until that point you'd only ever followed a little routine for the first three weeks of dating. A routine consisting of a takeaway (sometimes you'd go out to dinner instead), a good movie or two and cuddling up on the sofa. You had insisted upon establishing a good foundation with him before you would sleep together. Of course he was very much the gentlemen everyone said he was and he agreed to take things slow. Albeit those first three weeks was all you could take in the end because you couldn't resist. You needed him.

Suddenly there was a knock on your front door taking you completely out of your daydream. Smiling to yourself as you went and opened the door. You then are greeted by Tom with a smile of his own, before he takes you into his arms, and he leans down to kiss your lips softly once before admiring your face for a moment as he keeps you close.

"Happy anniversary, my love." Tom said cheerfully.

"Happy anniversary, Tommy." You replied with the same enthusiasm.

Without further delay you grab your coat and bag, before you lock the door, then Tom's hand is on your lower back as he escorts you over to his jag. He even opens the door for you to slide in, but before you do you boop him on the nose, whilst you thank him, causing him to chuckle and shake his head fondly at the same time. Once out on the road you begged him to tell you where he's taking you. At first you thought he would give in as you fluttered your eyelashes at him, but to no avail, as he merely only mock-pondered about telling you instead. His mock-pondering always annoyed you, yet you also loved it too, not that you'd ever admit that to him.