Best friend! Thomas x Non-Binary! Reader
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Another day. A heart was broken once again.
This was kind of my daily basis. I pretended to be happy for them and even force myself to smile but I just couldn't bring myself to become genuinely happy for them because I wasn't.
Thomas saw me as nothing more than a friend but I still continued to selfishly and foolishly hope that I will be something more to him. More than just a friend.
I had always been the supportive best friend behind the scenes who rooted what's best for Thomas. Back then, he would always tell me about the perfect other half he desired yet as unfortunate life could be, it wasn't me.
He didn't choose me.
They have been together for quite a long time, Thomas and his lover and I am sure that he was planning to propose to them as soon as possible. I didn't get the chance to know them personally though because it was rare that we all hung out, getting the idea of Thomas's lover not being too fond of me. Maybe because they thought that I was competition, that I would still him away but I was too much of a coward to do anything at all.
It hurt.
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Earlier this morning, Thomas suddenly texted. He told me he had something to tell to which I assumed that it was probably about his significant other. Again. Foolishly enough, I agreed.
Stupid, Y/N.
Ding dong.
I wiped my sweaty hands on the pants that I wore and braced myself for either the best or the worst and walked over to answer the door, as soon as I opened it, I saw Thomas's warm brown eyes collide with mine. His lips quirked up into a bright smile that reminded me of the sun.
How long has it been since he smiled at me like that?
"Hey Tom" I greeted, though my voice was slightly wavering in nervousness. His hand enveloped mine, suddenly dragging me outside and almost making me trip on my steps. I glared at him with annoyance and he sheepishly patted my hand as a way of apologizing.
"Listen, I have something planned and it's quite huge but I wanted you to be the first person to know about it."
"Really? What is it?" I couldn't help but feel quite excited, not taking into consideration of the possible heartbreak I would soon feel because his presence comforted me. With his hand holding mine, I felt like I was home. He felt like home.
"Come with me."
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Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines (under extreme revision)
FanfictionImagine a life with Thomas Brodie Sangster. Cover photo is NOT mine. ALL CREDITS AND RIGHTS TO THE OWNER. (I can't exactly credit the owner because I got this from pinterest. If you see the owner, please do tell me who it is so I can credit them p...