[REQUESTED] You have a really bad day but Tommy comforts you (fluffy) ☁️
You walked into the apartment and shut the door, slamming your keys on the table. You kicked off your shoes and tossed your purse and jacket onto the couch, not caring to put them away at the moment. It had been a super rough day. Just one of the ones where nothing is going right and it just keeps ruining your mood more and more. You had already cried on the drive home and now you were a mascara running, blotchy-faced mess. You just wanted to change and get into bed. Maybe take a shower and wash this horrible day off of you.
You decided to do just that. You quickly stripped and got into the shower, the nice warm water calming you a bit. Once you felt clean and had enough hypothetical arguments, you stepped out and changed into comfortable and warm pajamas. After checking the time and seeing that your boyfriend would be home soon, you dried your hair and sat down on the couch, bored and waiting.
The truth was, while the shower had felt nice, you still didn't feel a hundred percent better. Plus, you were now alone with your thoughts again, and your mind couldn't help but go back to earlier that day, reliving everything that had made you upset. It had happened in the shower, and it was happening now. Only you couldn't stop yourself from crying this time, and let a few tears roll down your cheeks.
You wanted to stop, you felt pathetic. It wasn't the worst thing that had happened to you, and it felt so stupid to cry about. But you couldn't help it, you were upset. So you didn't stop when you heard the keys in the door.
"Y/n, I'm home!" Tom called, setting down his things.
He walked over to the couch where he could see that you were sitting with your back to him.
"Y/n? Hey, what's-"
You were too late. You hadn't been able to answer cause you were busy frantically trying to wipe your tears away, to no avail. He was standing in front of you, and your face was still wet, your eyes red, and voice watery.
"Tommy..." Was all you could get out.
"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked gently, sitting down next you and putting his hand on your knee.
"Nothing, I-, it's stupid."
"Y/n, come on. Tell me what's wrong."
You sighed, feeling a bit embarrassed. "It's nothing really I mean, it's been a really crappy day. You know, when nothing goes right? Just, one of those days."
"Can I ask what happened?" He asked in that soft voice that you adored so much.
"I-" you couldn't help tearing up again. "I don't know," you sniffled. "Like, it's not just one thing. I don't think it matters. Gosh, I feel so dumb."
Tom tilted your chin up to meet his gaze. He softly wiped your tears away, and kissed your cheek.
"Y/n, I get it. We can talk about what happened later, when you're feeling better. Right now, I want you to understand that it's okay to be upset, you're not stupid for that."
For the first time that day, you finally started to feel better. You leaned over and buried your face in his chest, feeling him caress your hair softly. You started to breathe easier. Being in Tom's arms made everything feel warmer, like it was all a hundred miles away. As you felt him kiss your hair and forehead, you relaxed even more. He kissed your forehead repeatedly, and each kiss felt like he was taking away more pain.
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Somewhere, in the back of your mind you had known, that he was the only thing that could make you feel truly at ease. Sitting here, on the couch, cuddling with Tom was the only cure you needed. Because he loved you and cared about you, and you felt the same way. You were safe in his arms. You were home.
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AHH SO SHORT IK but I hope you liked it anyway! Hope this cheered you up, requester 🤍💞
