Having Toms Baby (a Tom Hiddleston story)

Pizza night

*Celestia*
As the trial wraps up for the day, we make our way to the courthouse exit, the weight of the proceedings still hanging heavy in the air. Alan and Tom prepare to address the reporters waiting outside, their determination to set the record straight evident in their expressions.

Stepping out of the courthouse, we are met with a sea of flashing cameras and eager journalists, their questions being thrown at us like rapid-fire. Alan and Tom take the lead, addressing the reporters with a composed and resolute demeanor.

"We have had a long day in court". Tom begins. "And we ate grateful for the opportunity to present our side of the story. We remain confident that the truth will prevail and that justice will be served".

Alan nods in agreement, adding, "We have seen some falsehoods and unfounded accusations today, but we will continue to fight for what is right. We appreciate your respect for our privacy during this challenging time".

As we walk towards the car, Tom takes a moment to thank the fans who have gathered in support. "I just want to say thank you to all of you for being here and showing your support. It means the world to us".

Their cheers and words of encouragement lift our spirits, and I can't help but smile, despite the exhausting day. I wave to the fans, grateful for their unwavering support during this tumultuous time.

As we climb into the car, Tom and I exchange a reassuring glance. The battle is far from over, but with each other and the support of those who believe in us, we know we can face whatever lies ahead.

As we settle into the soft seat, the hum of the engine provides a soothing backdrop to our thoughts. The surreal experience of our first day in court lingers in our minds, and Tom reaches for my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"It's been such a strange day". He reflects, his voice soft. "I never imagined we would be fighting a legal battle like this".

I nod in agreement, my eyes focused on the passing scenery outside the window. "It feels like something out of a movie, doesn't it ? I never thought our lives would take such a dramatic turn".

Tom chuckles, despite the gravity of the situation. "Yeah, it's definitely not a script I would have chosen for us. But we will get through this, Celestia. I believe in us, and I believe in the truth".

I smile at him, my heart swelling with gratitude for his unwavering support. "I know, Tom. And I believe in us, too. We just have to keep our heads held high and trust that everything will work out".

We fall into a comfortable silence as the car continues its journey, the city lights outside glowing like distant stars. The road ahead is uncertain, but in this quiet moment, we find solace in each other's presence and the knowledge that we are facing the challenges together.

*Tom*
As we arrive home, the familiar surroundings bring a sense of comfort and relief. Celestia and I kick off our shoes and settle into the cozy embrace of the couch, eager to unwind after the day's events.

I grab my phone and order us a pizza, knowing that comfort food is exactly what we need right now. As we wait, I pull Celestia close, her head resting on my chest as we flip through the channels in search of something lighthearted to watch.

We settle on a comedy, the sound of laughter filling the room and lifting our spirits. For a moment, we are able to forget about the trial, the accusations, and the turmoil of the day. We are just a couple in love, enjoying each other's company and finding solace in the simple pleasure of shared laughter.

As the pizza arrives, I can't help but steal a glance at Celestia, her face illuminated by the glow of the TV screen. Even with the weight of the world on her shoulders, she remains strong and beautiful, a beacon of hope in the storm we are weathering together.

We spend the evening wrapped in each other's arms, savoring the warmth of our connection and the taste of cheesy, delicious pizza. Amidst the chaos, we find solace in these quiet moments, reminding ourselves that love and laughter are powerful weapons against even the darkest of days.

As the evening wears on, I notice that Celestia has drifted off to sleep on the couch, her face peaceful and serene. Careful not to wake her, I gently scoop her up in my arms and carry her to the bedroom, marveling at her quiet strength and resilience.

With the utmost tenderness, I tuck her into bed, brushing a stray lock of hair away from her face. She stirs slightly at my touch but remains fast asleep, her breathing slow and steady.

I take a moment to prepare for bed myself, my thoughts drifting to the upcoming day in court. We will need all our strength and resolve to face the challenges that lie ahead, and a good night's sleep is essential for both of us.

Sliding into bed beside Celestia, I snuggle up close, wrapping my arm around her protectively. As I close my eyes, I find solace in her warmth and the knowledge that we're in this fight together, side by side.

With the trials and tribulations of the day behind us, we drift off to sleep, our hearts entwined and our spirits united, ready to face whatever tomorrow may bring.