Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines

Pillow fight

You came home from an exhausting day at school. You searched the house, but you were home alone. After searching for everyone, you walked into your room. The first thing you did was drop your backpack, and face plant onto your bed.

You heard your phone buzzed and you signed over dramatically. Walking over to your backpack, you leaned down and grabbed your phone from the pocket it was in all day.

Thomas, your boyfriend, had texted you saying he would be coming over in an hour. You were so tired, you went to go change in your sweatpants and enourmas shirt. At this point you didn't care if Thomas saw you like this.

Deciding to rest your mind, you took a nap.

--Time Skip--

"Y/N!"

"What?" you grumbled.

"Wake up sleeping beauty." Thomas cooed.

"Shut up." you groaned.

"Well then I'm leaving." Thomas folded his arms and smirked, thinking you would give in.

"The doors right there." you turned around, where your back would be facing Thomas.

"I thought you loved me Y/N!"

You giggled, already feeling a bit less lazy.

"Come here my drama queen" you cooed, in the same tone as Thomas called you 'sleeping beauty'.

It was Thomas's turn to giggle. He jumped in right beside you causing you to almost fall off the bed. Luckily Thomas caught you in time. Once he steadied you, you grabbed the nearest pillow and gave him a good smack on the head. He looked at you astonished. You laughed wondering why it was a big deal...it was only a tiny hit...with a pillow...by a girl.

Thomas then grabbed the biggest pillow you had on your bed, which was also the firmest.

"Thomas...no please!"

It was to late he already hit you with the pillow. The blow made you stumble backwards a bit.

Thomas just declared war, and you were glad to give it to him.

You got up and off the bed looking for another pillow, Thomas also stood up.

You saw a pillow and pushed Thomas back onto the bed and u kept smashing it onto his face and stomach. Neither one of you could stop laughing.

You stopped smacking him and ran to a corner of your room. Big mistake. You cornered yourself. But Thomas being the good boy he is, got you up and off the corner and gave you a pillow. In the middle of your room you began to throw the pillows at eachother. You got Thomas quote a few times.

Deciding to step the game up a notch, you ran out of your room and into the living room, you hid behind the couch, waiting to hear Thomas's footsteps enter the living room. Strangely, you didn't hear anything.

You peeked to see your room, exposing your hiding spot. Thomas then hit you from behind, with one of your mom's feather pillows. Feathers flew everywhere around the living room and you couldn't help but grab another and hit Thomas with it. More feathers flew out and you kept hitting Thomas with what was left of the pillow.

You noticed Thomas was getting tired and decided to psych him. You say down and patted the space next to you. Thomas seemed hesitant at first, but ten seconds later he sat down next to you. He patted his lap, motioning for you to sit down next to him. You shifted your position to sit with him. He pulled you close and kissed your forehead, and then a peck on the lips, and then kissed your cheek. Seeing an opportunity, you grabbed the nearest pillow and BOOM! Down goes your boyfriend.

He pouted at you, and you pouted back. He then grinned. It would be a good choice to run, so that's what you did. Thomas caught up to you and swung you around to face him. You tried to get out of his grip, but failed. He softly kisses your nose and then let you out of his grasp, only to shove a pillow in your face.

Thomas still had a pillow in his hand, so you scanned the room in search for a pillow. Once you grabbed it, both you and Thomas swung the pillow. You both missed, causing the pillows to erupt with feathers.

Your phone started ringing upstairs in your room. You gave Thomas the look to stop attacking you, and then you ran upstairs.

It was your mom. Nervousness sunk in. All of the pillows were destroyed. What would she think of that? You picked up the phone.

"Hello? Y/N?"

"Hey mom." You said.

"Sorry for not being home, I'll be home in three hours! Do you want me to bring you something? If Thomas is there ask him what he wants?"

"Um yes...he is...let me go ask him."

You covered the phone and yelled at Thomas,

"THOMAS!"

"I'm right here you know?" you turned around. He was sitting on your bed, you didn't hear him come in.

"What do you want?"

"A burger."

You nodded and rose the phone to your ear.

"Mom we want burgers."

"Okay I'll be there in three hours then."

You hung up the phone.

"Thomas we have to go to the store to get all the pillows we destroyed."

Thomas groaned and you wished you could do the same. After all, you did start the pillow fight so why should you complain? You asked for it.

Thomas and you walked out the door, hand in hand.

You walked down the ailes running your hand over the soft pillows and blankets. 

You grabbed about six pillows, trying to see if the fluffiness and firmness matched the pillows you destroyed.

Out of nowhere, Thomas smacked you with a pillow. It exploded.

"Thomas! We have to pay for that now!"

"Not if we run" He said. 

He grabbed you by the hand and rushed you to the cashier. As you were paying you heard an announcement over the speaker,

"Clean-up in the pillow and blanket section"

Once you and Thomas heard those words, you bolted for the door.

You arrived home to a mess. Pillow feathers were all around the living room floor. You and Thomas picked up the feathers one bye one, occasionally throwing some at eachother, and threw them in the trash.

You replaces the pillow cases and once the both of you finished, you sighed in relief.

Your mom came home early, about and hour later.

"I hope you two didn't make a mess." She said while taking the burgers out of the take-out bag.

You and Thomas looked at eachother and grinned like never before.