Sebastian Stan Imagines

Tommy Lee - Fuff Days!

A/n: I'm writing these in school right now on my laptop from home, and I feel like fluff all the time at school.

Summary: FLUFF FLUFF FLUFF! <3

Warnings: MORE FLUFF MUAHAHAHHA

Tommy held you closely in his arms, a light blanket wrapped tightly around you both. The smell of his alcohol breath filled your scent, but you didn't mind.

Tommy was working harder on not drinking as much, and you had to say he was doing well.

"Tommy?" You said.

"Hmm?" He hummed, his hand stroking your hair. 

"I love you," You said, sheepishly, burying yourself into his chest. He chuckled, pulling slightly away so he could pull your chin up and peck your lips.

"I love you too, princess," He said. "Are you hungry? Do you need me to make breakfast?"

"Tommy Lee does breakfast?" You said, pretending to gasp. 

"Only for his princess," He said, the tips of his hair lightly stroking your cheekbones. He kissed your lips again.

"What's on the menu?" You asked.

"Waffles, pancakes, and-"

"Let me guess," You said. "Toast."

"You know me so well," Tommy joked. 

"Huh, I wonder why," You said. "Do I know you?"

"Yeah, I'm your amazing fíance who loves you with all his heart," Tommy said.

"Hmm," You said. "I think I can live with that."

"Good," Tommy said. "Cause we're gettin' married in 2 days."

"Only if you make me waffles I'll say 'I do'," You said. Tommy immediately rolled out of bed, and dashed to the kitchen, having you start laughing.

"My warmth is gone!" You whined, and Tommy rushed back upstairs, grabbing you and the blanket, and carrying you downstairs. He plopped you into the island chair, and wrapped the blanket around you, kissing the top of your head.

"Better?" He asked.

"Very," You said, smiling. You watched as Tommy moved around the kitchen, whipping up waffle batter. 

He poured it into the mold, and you scrolled through a random article on your phone.

Your phone was whipped away and replaced with a plate of three waffles.

"Jesus Christ Tommy, are you trying to make me fat?" You said, laughing.

"Noo," Tommy said. "I'm trying to make you say 'I do'!"

"Well, either way I would've said yes," You said. Tommy placed a hand over his heart, and gasped.

"So all my hard work for nothing?" He joked, having you start laughing again. You put your favorite waffle toppings Tommy supplied you, and Tommy sat next to you with a plate of two waffles.

You both talked about his band, and all the dumb workers that are trying to fix your guy's mansion.

When you both finished breakfast, Tommy cleaned up your plates, and carried you back upstairs to continue the cuddle session.

"Can I have my phone back?" You asked, starting to giggle.

"Nope!"