Chris Hemsworth and Tom Hiddleston Imagines

Chess

"This is bullying!" I cry.
"How is this bullying?" Chris asked.
Tom just laughed.
"I'm stupid... I cant play chess." I said.
"I'll be on your team." Tom smiled.
"What?! Now this is bullying!" Chris cried, crossing his arms over his chest.
I giggle and this causes Tom's smile to broaden.
As we sat down on either side of the chessboard Tom interlaced his hand with mine.
I blushed a little and went to pull away but he only tightened his grip.
"I'm white. I start." Chris exclaimed, like a little boy.
I smiled at his actions.
"We each take a turn each. If he takes one of our pieces I won't hesitate to tickle you." Tome whispered.
"That's not fair, I'm on your team!" I cried.
"Well, my team never loses." He smirked, kissing my temple.
"You two aren't very good at secrets." Chris said as he moved a pawn forward.
"What are you talking about?" I asked, picking up a random pawn and moving it two spaces.
"You two are dating." Chris said.
"How? What?!" I stumble.
"You aren't very secretive." He said.
Tom just laughs but a blush has tinted his defined cheek bones. And I'm sure my face is beetroot red.
"I think its cute." Chris said.
This caused me to make the wrong move.
"Ha ha!" Chris exclaimed taking out my pawn.
"I didn't want to ma-" I started but Tom had started tickling me.
"No! Please!" I giggled, squirming madly.
"If it wasn't funny yet adorable to see this I would find you both nuts." Chris said.
"That makes no sense." I pant as Tom stops.
"Forget it." Chris said.
"Ok?" I said, but it came out more like a question...
- - - -
Chris won the first game, Tom clawed it back on the second. I had just given up by the time we started losing the first and watched as they focused on the game.
Any move or sound I made they would stare me down. Daring me to make another.
"Yes!" Tom exclaimed as he wins the third and final game.
"You may be able to beat me at chess but I could beat you at an arm wrestle." Chris said.
"Your on." Tom smiled.
Tom should have backed down from that challenge.
I mean have you seen the size of Chris's muscles?!?
But muscle size doesn't matter because I love Tom the way he is and nothing is going to change that...
Did I just say love?
Yes. Yes I did.
"I love you." I whisper in his ear.
"I love you too." He smiles, kissing my nose...