Y/N being a famous Hiddleston

Coming home

Saturday 14 June  9.54 am

You groaned, laying on your bed and staring at the ceiling. You were bored; dad was gone for filming in Canada, mom was most of the time at her work and Billy was in the kindergarten. You currently had no job to do so was forced to stay home alone.

Secretly you've been counting down the days until Tom will come back. He was currently gone for two months and 13 days. You sighed and turned on your stomach, grumbling to yourself.

After a few hours of laying depressed on your bed, you got up. Sleep drunken you stumbled downstairs in your Marvel pyjamas. You collapsed with a sigh on the couch and started watching Loki season 3.

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A few hours had passed. You sat crossed-legged on the couch, eating the noodles with chopsticks you had made while watching the series. You didn't heard the front door open and shut. You put the empty bowl from the noodles on the table and leaned back, almost jumping up when you felt someone breathing in your neck.

"What are you watching, beautiful?"

You shrieked and dropped the remote from the tv. Wide eyed you turned around to see who called you. You just groaned when you saw a grinning Tom standing. He walked over to you and collapsed next to you with a sigh. You immediately used the opportunity to crawl over to him, taking your blanket with you. He groaned when you dropped yourself on his chest, but let you. He played with your hair while the blanket covered both of you. You rested your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Why are you back? I thought you would stay until next week?" You asked, looking up to him. He just closed his eyes and sighed deeply. You felt one of his hands tracing down and caressing your waist. You let him.

"We were done earlier than expected"

"I see" You hummed, nuzzling your face back in his chest.

"Where's mom?"

"At work" You responded, almost asleep. You could feel him sighing deeply. He tilted your head up, you surprised by him, almost angry and worried and his jaw was set.

"It's Saturday, sweetie"

"She said she had work to do" You just shrugged.

"Do you know where she is? Where's Billy?"

"At kindergarten"

"IT'S SATURDAY! THE KINDERGARTEN ISN'T OPEN TODAY!" He suddenly shouted and got up in anger and panic, ignoring as you shrieked and fell off his chest you used as pillow. You groaned and rubbed your head as he started pacing around, mumbling about something until he looked at you.

"Give me your phone" He demanded, opening his hand. You raised an eyebrow.

"Why?"

"Pretty please?"

"You make noodles tonight" You demanded as you unlocked your phone and handed him it.

"Deal" He nodded as he took your phone eagerly and did some things on it you couldn't see.

"Fuck the little slut..." He mumbled, his face white

"Huh?"

"Nothing" He lied, obviously. He walked into the hallway, you following him and demanding to tell what was wrong. Suddenly he turned around, causing you to bump full into his chest.

"Listen" He demanded, his voice and gaze hard. You nodded.

"Pick mom's suitcases from the attic and dump all her stuff in it. ALL OF IT. Okay? Nothing has to left behind. And do the same with Bobby's stuff when you're done"

You nodded once more. He smiled slightly and kissed your forehead, mumbling 'good girl' before he leaves the house. 

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So, you quickly ran upstairs, onto the attic. You quickly grabbed Zawe's bag and suitcase, putting in everything. Meanwhile you thought about your feeling for your dad. You liked him. And unfortunate not as dad anymore. And you had a sense saying he liked you too, given the fact he touched you more inappropriate. Soon enough you finished Zawe's bag, and went to Billy's room to grab his stuff. Running your hands through his clothes, you smiled as you saw his Thor shirt, much to Tom's annoyance. You packed it in and walked to your own room, searching for the Loki helmet you'd bought him for his birthday. Packing it on top of all his clothes, you took the shit downstairs with whines and curses. You put them in the hallway and dropped on the couch, groaning at your sore back. 

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A/N: Hi. Happy 2024 :). Sorry for not posting, I was tired, at home and school it didn't went well. Oh, and writer's block. Yay! Here's a chapter, please like and comment if you like it. Xxx.