Hiddlebatch one shot(s)

Shut up, I know I should be working on my johnlock story... #yolo.... Anyways this is a collection of fluffy oneshots about hiddlebatch.... So yeah, here we go! Also PLEASE FEEL FREE TO PROMPT ME! (even if it isn't hiddlebatch any ship and I will one shot it for you!) SRSLY!

This is a prompt from my best friend: Ben and Tom are doing a TV show together and sturf gerts hearted! (stuff gets heated)

"Action." The harsh voice called making Tom tense the camera rolled infront of him cueing his intense scene with Benedict. He watched Benedict smile off camera autimatically making him choke down the grin that threatened to appear on his face. He was trying to make him laugh, it was because the director was satanic in a way. He kept yelling and telling Tom he wasn't good enough, he wasn't quite as hard on Benedict which was hurtful at first but he wouldn't want Ben to be hurt by the directors awful words. "THAT'S IT TAKE 20 EVERYONE!" The director shuoted rubbing his temples and walking into the distance. Tom rolled his eyes and walked to his dressing room, he was never a very angry person, in fact he was extremely sweet and understanding, at least that's what Ben said. Well not to his face, but he had heard him say it. He blushed at the thought of Ben saying those things, HE was the sweet one. His thoughts soon traveled to Benny as he watches the marvellous man walk right to him. Tom held his breath and turned away from him biting just barely at his bottom gum as he sat in the chair. "So what did we do this time?" Tom asked with a sense of rare sarcasm, Benedict laughed at him and continued the sarcasm as he leaned against the door way. "I think you smiled." he replied laughing, his deep voice confining itself in the room. "I wonder what his issue is." Tom murmured. Ben smiled weakly "I don't know, honestly I think you're fantastic." he replied he looked around his dressing room and then took a seat next to him, "Don't take it to heart it's not worth it." Ben said looking in his eyes making Tom's breathe hitch as he watched his mouth continue to move as he talked. "Maybe we could go... Get some dinner after this... If you want tonight." Ben offered looking down at his hands nervously. Tom's face went pale as sweat flooded his hands, "Yeah s-surree... Sounds like a plan." Tom replied smiling with a slight giggle. Benedict returned the giggle, "great then, I'll- I'll see you tonight then?" Ben offered stuttering nervously. "Y-yeah." Tom replied just as nervous.

Tom rushed to his place on the set and tried to put on a serious face ignoring the thought of tonight and his giddy butterflies in his stomach. "Alright lets do this, maybe this time we can get some talent!" the director hissed from his chair a doughnut in either hand. Tom closed his eyes and focused on the scene as Benedict approached him delivering his lines, it was hard not to see the chemisty between the two, all the fans 'shipped' it, heck even Tom and Ben did, in a heterosexual way... Atleast that's what they said. "I need you." Ben whispered (SHHHH SUPERNATURAL REFRENCES!) Tom could feel a shiver go down his spine as he said it trying to remember his lines. "We can't keep this up. We can't just act like you can help me an leave because it's not okay Jonah." Tom retaliated, perfectly in charecter. Ben flinched at his words in character, "The things you say. I'm getting so tierd of this." Tom said closing his eyes and looking dramatically into a non-existant distance. "What is this?" Ben asked breaking his character, Tom turned to him suddenly questioning him. Ben stepped closer taking his face in both hands, "Seriously Tom. What is this?" he asked quietly. Tom's breath hitched and he looked in his eyes, "I don't know. We aren't friends, we aren't just friends." Tom replied keeping eye contact, he was amazed that the director hadn't stopped him yet. "I know, I don't want to be. I was trying to make it obvious. " Ben replied, Tom smiled, he felt like a kid again, all giddy and excited. Benedict obviously felt the same way, it was easy to see in his flickering eyes as he switched his gaze from either eye. Tom let out a quick breathe at the tension, looking for an easy way out, he smiled at his thought before carrying it out. He leaned in ever so slightly putting an arm around Ben's neck and the other in his greased back hair, he pushed the hair forward, he smiled before Benedict pulled him close elapsing him in a kiss. Tom went stiff for a moment, then stumbled before kissing back and nearly falling on top of Benedict before Ben put a hand on his chest to keep him steady. He smiled now as he continued kissing him, Benedict casually snaking an arm around his Waist and pulling him even closer with a swift move. He let Ben's fingers move under his costume shirt innocently continuing to grin before their lack of air became to strong. Reluctantly Tom broke the kiss panting ever so slightly as the people around them erupted into cheers. "FINALLY!" the director called over the cheers and claps, "I thought I'd have to make you cry in order for Benedict to make a move!" he said with a laugh. Tom turned to him and raised and eyebrow a flush in his cheek, "You were mean to me for this?" Tom asked. "Well duh it was the casts idea, well without Ben. Anyways you seriously thought I hated you?!" The snarky director snorted but Tom just nodded, "Kinda." he murmured turning back to Ben. Ben smiled and kissed him lightly again, "So we still on for dinner?" he whispered in his ear, Tom Smiled and nodded, "Yeah but just come to my place. I can make fantastic steak." Tom replied smiling, "Sounds perfect." Benedict replied before kissing him lightly again.

A/N: Ah! The first of many! I wrote this on my iPod so autocorrect probs got me. Also please-please-please give me prompts! *throws glitter* adios bitchaos! love ya my hiddlestoned cumbercookies!