Isn't it lovely? || T.F x Reader

Chapter 3 | Cream

Tom's POV:

Fuck my head hurts. What did I bloody do last night? I thought to myself as I groaned, slowly opening my eyes and massaging my forehead. I looked down, I'm shirtless, unbuttoned pants. Light snores coming from somewhere in the room. My eyes widened as I searched for the noise.

"Hmmm" I heard a wom- wait isn't that Y/N's voice? I turned to the couch to see Y/N peacefully sleeping with my shirt on. So beautiful-wait, WAIT! WHY IS SHE WEARING MY SHIRT?

"Y/N?? Y/N??" I said as I shook her trying to wake her up.

"Go away Tom, I'm trying to sleep. You kept me up so late last night" She groaned as she turned her back to me.

My eyes widen as I put my hands on my hair. Did something happen with us? I didn't want it to happen this way. Did we have sex while I was drunk?

I gasped. Did she take advantage of my situation?? I mean I would've liked it but I don't think it was right.

"Y/N Y/L/N, wake up right now." I said, grabbing her and sitting her up. "Look at me," I said, cupping her beautiful face.

"What happened last night?" I asked, looking at her sleepy eyes.

"What do you mean Tom?" She yawned.

"Y/N, did we have sex?" I asked.

Her eyes suddenly opened, waking her up as if she had coffee. "Of course not!" She replied.

"Then why am I almost naked and you are wearing nothing but my shirt and underwear, which I may add, you look absolutely beautiful by the way" I said, tucking her hair behind her ear.

Then she explained.

"Well that's embarrassing. I'm so sorry Y/N for acting like a child. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." I apologized sincerely.

"It's okay Tom. All forgiven, but please be careful with drinking next time, too much is bad for you, love." She said as she rubbed my back.

My heart skipped a beat there. She called me 'love'. My dick skips a beat when she calls me 'sir' but I didn't expect to feel that with my heart. Tom, calm yourself now.

"Would you like some breakfast?" I asked, looking at her as she rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Sure." She replied.

"Wanna go to a diner nearby?" I asked.

"I don't think that's a good idea, because paparazzi might see us. They're going to think we already slept together." She said,

"I didn't think of that. Sorry." I said scratching the back of my neck.

"Mind if I use your kitchen to cook something up?" She asked. I looked at her as she smiled at me showing her dimples. I simply nodded.

"I should be the one cooking for you to be honest." I stated.

"Tom you're fine, I'll cook and you'll do dishes then." She said,

"I'd like that." I replied, smiling at her.

"Alright, let's go." She said standing up, stretching, not realizing that she's only wearing my shirt and underwear. I tried not to look as we went downstairs to the kitchen. I see Willow running up to her and Y/N petting her.

"She loves you." I said looking at Willow playing with her future mother-Shut up Tom!

"And I love her too!" She said still petting Willow.

"Come let's get breakfast, let's get you breakfast too Willow" I said as I pour food on Willow's bowl.

"Where's the pans and thingimabobs?" Y/N said, looking around the kitchen.