Hiddleswift Drabbles

Thor Premier

ANONYMOUS ASKED: Write about hiddleswift going to the premier of Thor but Taylor is sick and has a fever and doesn't tell tom about it. He notices they leave for the after party to dance and notice she has been going to the bathroom a lot and when they slow danced and she pressed her forehead against him it clicked

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I sat through the whole movie with my fingers are intertwined with her long fingers. Periodically I squeeze her hand when she begins to doze. It's not so much that she's falling asleep but more so that she has been off tonight. From the hotel to the movies she fought her heavy eye lids that threatened to to put her into a deep sleep. Her usual perky self was minimized to little to say and a lot of "Mmm?" When she wasn't paying attention.

After the movie I lead her through a crowd of paparazzi and into the black van. He decided against riding with everyone else since Taylor had been acting unlike herself. When we take our seats and I take her hand again. It's something I've done since we started dating and and it became a comfort habit. "Is everything okay love?" I ask and kiss her hand.

"I just can't stay awake today." She offers a sweet smile and I nod, not wanting to press on.

"The move was great by the way. I'm proud of you." She says and I can't help but smile bigger.

"Yeah? You like it?"

"Of course I did." I can see her looking at me from the corner of my eye and it makes me chuckle.

"Well I wouldn't know because you were falling asleep on me."

She pinches my arm and I laugh loudly. I also shift in my seat and cause the car to swerve just slightly. "Taylor, look what you did!" I tease and she instantly has her defense up.

"You're being mean." She pokes out her bottom lip like a child and and I squeeze her hand.

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"Don't tell me you're turning down a dance." I raise my eye brow at my girlfriend who's sipping a glass of wine. "You can't turn down a dance. You're Taylor Swift."

She offers the same small smile she's been plastering on her face all night and i feel a pang of defeat that I can't get her smile to come from it's hiding place.

As if on cue the song changes to a slower song and once again my eye brows perk up as if to ask again.

She caves in and once she comes closer I pull her into me. Her arms wrap around my neck and I peck her lips. "See? It's not so bad."

She shakes her head and says nothing, and for a second I question if I'm getting the silent treatment in disguise. "Did I do something?" I question.

"No, why?" She scrunches her brow together and looks perplexed.

I lean my head against her and rub circles on her lower back. It takes me a second but then I realize something and everything clicks. Her forehead is burning against mine. And comes to think of it her hands were warm and clammy in the car. Through the mesh against her skin I can feel the warmth radiating from her skin.

"You're sick." I blurt out and she scrunches up her nose.

"You're sick." I repeat, "Love, why didn't you tell me?"

She shakes her head, "You would have made me stay at home."

"I would." I agree and she shakes her head.

"I wouldn't miss this. You've been working on this too hard and you're to passionate about it to let it go.I want to be here for you." She says softly.

"I would have understood–"

"Tom." She interjects and I can't help but smile.

"Taylor." I mock and a real smile finally cracks through.