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Tom x reader

1310 words

CW! vomiting. It's not in detail Tom just kinda hurls over a toilet, washes his face and that's the end. And Alcoholism (It's Tom are you surprised?)

knock knock

   I groan as I get up from my couch and head toward the door. I look through the peephole and see Tom. I start to get a little concerned because it's midnight, so I quickly open the door.

"Tom, what are you doing here? It's way too late for you to be out!" I exclaim but not too loud because my neighbors are probably asleep. He stumbles past me and into the living room. He almost trips a few times before making it and sitting on the couch. I sigh and shut the front door.

"Are you drunk?" I sit next to him and he nods. I get up and get him a bottle of water from the kitchen. I walk back to the couch and sit next to him once again and give the water to him. He opens it and drinks some. Once he's done he screws the lid on and puts it on the floor beside him. 

"...I'm sorry I couldn't keep our promise." His words are slurred but not too hard to make out. I sigh and hug him. "It's alright. You stayed sober for a week and that's pretty good! I'm so proud. Imagine how far you'll get next time." I pull away and give him a soft smile. He smiles back. "I'm tired..." He says, groggily. 

I take his hand and lead him to the guest room. He almost trips a few times but makes it to the guest room without any incidents. He stays at my house so often the room has a blue color scheme, it has posters that he picked out, and some of his clothes are here. "Why don't you change and get some sleep? It won't be very comfortable if you go to sleep in your jeans." I talk to him softly. He nods and starts getting clothes out as I leave and shut the door behind me. 

I wait outside his room and when opens the door again I enter the room. I blush when I notice he didn't put a shirt on. "Wait you forgot your water. I'm gonna go grab it, okay?" I go back to the living room and grab his water bottle from the floor and walk back to the guest room, quickly.

When I walk back into the room Tom is laying on the floor. "Tom, I can't let you sleep on the floor." I extend my hand for him to grab. He grabs It and I help him up. He stumbles his way over to the bed and lays down. He doesn't bother to get under the covers. 

"Why'd you drink? Any specific reason?" I ask. I know there's a reason I just don't know what it is, yet. He never tells me why he drinks but in his drunken state, I don't think he'll protest. He groans and grabs my hand, looking me in the eye. I give him a confused look.  "I want you but I can't have you. I don't deserve you..." His words are a little more slurred than before. Probably from being tired. Wait what?

I want you but I can't have you. What does that mean? "Huh?" I respond. He doesn't say anything and closes his eyes. Oh my god, I'm an idiot. He wants me. Why does he think he doesn't deserve me? Is it alcoholism? No, he probably just didn't mean what he said. He's drunk. I can't get my hopes up. "Um, g-goodnight Tom." He looks over to me and grabs my arm. "Wait," he says and sits up. He pulls me toward him and kisses me. my eyes widen slightly but I kiss back. Wait he's drunk this is wrong.

I quickly pull away. "No, Tom. You're drunk. When you're sober if you remember this then... I don't know. Goodnight, Tom. Sleep well." I quickly leave the room and shut the door behind me, not giving him a chance to respond. I sigh as a blush creeps onto my face. Does he really...? No. He was drunk and I was there. I sigh once more and walk to my room. I need sleep.

I open the door and close it behind me then lay down on my bed. I slowly fall asleep while staring at the ceiling and thinking of Tom. 

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Tom's POV

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I groan as I sit up in... not my room? I look around and it takes a minute for it to click that this is Y/N's guest room. My head starts pounding. Ugh. I look at the nightstand and see pills and a water bottle. Where's my phone? I look around the room and can't find it. Maybe Y/N knows. Wait what happened last night? I think for a moment.

I remember saying "I don't deserve you," but what was the context? Maybe I said it while she was helping me or something. God, I'm pathetic. Drinking because of a girl? I throw the pills in my mouth and swallow them with water. 

I get out of bed and the pounding gets worse. If I hadn't had hangovers like this in the past it would've been worse. Probably not. A ping of guilt hits me. Shit, I drank. I broke my promise. I start to feel vomit coming up my throat so I quickly leave the room and go to the bathroom that's right across from the guest bedroom. I start vomiting into the toilet as I hear footsteps getting closer. Probably Y/N. I feel (hopefully) Y/N's hand on my back and she rubs it. 

"That's what you get for breaking your promise." She says in a playful tone. I stop vomiting and make my way up to the sink and wash the vomit from my face.  Gross. I groan. 

"...I'm proud of you for making it a week." She says to me. The guilt comes back and it doesn't make the fading pounding in my head any better. "I'm sorry for breaking our promise. Did I say anything stupid while I was drunk?" As I'm looking at myself I realize I have no shirt on... whatever I'm sure Y/N doesn't mind. 

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Your POV

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Don't look at his chest don't look at his chest don't look-

"I'm sorry for breaking our promise. Did I say anything stupid while I was drunk?" I bite the inside of my cheek. "Let's go to the living room and chat." He nods and we walk to the living room. "Thanks for the pills and water by the way." He says and I nod in response. We sit on the couch. 

"Basically what happened was you knocked on my door at midnight last night and you slept here... yeah nothing too eventful. you did apologize for breaking your promise which I appreciate. Why'd you drink last night?" I technically wasn't lying. "I dunno." was his response... maybe he was telling the truth last night. 

"Okay, I didn't tell you the full story. last night you told me you don'tdeservemeandyouwantmebutyoucan'thaveme... andyoukissedme." I say quickly with a smile on my face. He rolled his eyes. "Come on, man." I sigh. "You told me you want me but you can't have me and you don't deserve me and then you... you kissed me." I look away from his gaze and blush. 

It takes him a moment to speak. "And I kissed you back," I add, quickly. My face is probably so red. He gently grabs my face and faces me towards him. He kisses me passionately and I kiss back with no hesitation. He pulls away after a few seconds. "Will you be my girlfriend, Y/N?" He asked, looking into my eyes. I nod, "Of course," with a bright smile on my face. He kisses me once more.