It's 2am. Thomas still isn't home. You feel half worried and half angry. You hear some clattering and he unlocks the door and walks in. He's having trouble walking straight so you walk up to him and grab the back of his neck and kiss him. Why?! You feel like you should be furious that he came home so late but you can't, for some reason you just can't.
"Hey baby." He hiccups. "I'm a little late because I- I stayed a little..." He's stumbling over his words while you take his shirt off to put a fresh pajama shirt on him. After you pull his shirt over his head you notice 3 or 4 brownish sploches on his collarbone. Oh my god. Hickeys. You slap him across the face.
"Thomas, where in the hell did you get those hickeys?!?!" You yell.
"Ouch! Y/N! I got them from you! Remember last week we-" He's making no sense.
"THOSE SUDDENLY APPEARED THIS WEEK?! You were with a girl?! Who was it? WHO?!" You scream.
He's looking down at his feet obviously ashamed.
"WHO?!"
"I DON'T KNOW! OK?! IT WAS DARK AND I'M DRUNK AS HELL BUT I DIDN'T DO HER! I PROMISE ON MY LIFE." He shouts back.
You know when he lies, he clenches his fists and he avoids eye contact. This wasn't a lie. He's truly sorry, he truly promises.
"I believe you. I'm sorry."
He wraps his arms around you and you lie your head on his chest feeling his warm breath on your head.
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Thomas Sangster Imagines
ФанфикPretty much exactly what the title says :) I'm currently not open for requests but I'll post an update when I can!
