Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines (under extreme revision)

~ I Love You ~

You laid onto your carpet covered floor, on your stomach feeling that painful thing stirring.

You groaned as another wave of cramps hit you.

I need something to eat, you thought as you stood up, grunting.

You walked over to the refrigerator and opened it, chilly air meeting your soft skin.

You again groaned as you hadn't got what you wanted.

Chocolates.

Suddenly your television blared very loudly "The new released dairy milk chocolate is now in malls. Hurry up and get it, limited offer only."

That's it, you thought as you grabbed your phone onto the kitchen counter quickly dialing Thomas' number

"Love? What's wrong?" he asked, his voice resonating through your phone

"Thomas, can you please do me a favor? Please?" you pleaded, your lips jutting out into a pout even if he couldn't see you.

"Yes, of course, anything." he said immediately falling silent as he wanted to listen to what your favor was

"Can you please go to the mall and buy the new released chocolate? I'll give you some money to get it." you said

"No no, it's fine. I'll get it for you, is that all?" he chuckled, taking his car keys and standing up from the seat he was sitting on.

"Yes, thank you so much" you breathed out in relief

"Alright darling, I'm leaving now. I'll be back with you chocolate goodness then" he said

"Bye, I love you" you said, a smile etched on your face

"I love you too, see you in a bit, love." he said and ended the call.

"The things I do for this, woman" he mumbles under his breath, a smile on his face as he went out of the building, his manager yelling at him but it just fell on deaf ears.

~

After a good 10 minutes, a knock went on your door.

"It's open!" you yelled, Thomas barged in with two plastic bags and as soon as he saw you, he cracked out a small laugh.

Half of your body was on the couch and your head was upside down and your legs were on top of the head of the couch.

"Did you buy the whole bloody grocery or what?"  you asked, amazed as he placed down the bags

"Sit down properly, love. Blood will rush onto your head" he said as he sat onto the carpet covered floor.

"Bah! Blood is already rushing out into my---"

"Just sit down, (Y/N)" he chuckled making you pout and oblige to what he wanted.

"Here's your chocolate." he said as he tossed to you a bar of Dairy Milk.

"So tell me Tommy, did you buy the whole grocery?" you asked as you opened the plastic wrapped around

"No, I didn't. These..." he paused as he pointed to the bags "are for later, since you're feeling sickly"

Your eyes lit up and almost dropped your chocolate bar.

"You mean...?"

"Of course. It's not right if I just leave you alone 'dying'" he laughed lightly as he air quoted the words 'dying'.

Later that evening, you both pushed effort to build a pillow fort and as you both finished, you quickly got up to get the food, almost slipping on your way.

As soon as you got back, Thomas already laid out movies to watch.

And guess what you ended up watching.

The Good Dinosaur.

Thomas had suggested that you both watch The Conjuring but you being the typical you quickly rejected and wanted something Disney.

And this was it. 

You both laid down on the comfortable duvet underneath you, your head onto Thomas' arms that was stretched out, watching contently onto the movie.

A few hours later as the credits rolled, Thomas' breathing was slowing down meaning that he was close onto being asleep.

"Tom" you murmured as he intertwined his hand with yours

"Hmm?"

"Thank you for this. I really don't have words to describe how amazing this is, the fact that you actually ditched that meeting to be here is honestly so brave."

"The things I do for you, darling." he said, kissing your forehead and making you smile

"I love you." he muttered

"I love you."