Hiddlebatch one shot(s)

Merry Christmas.

A/N: in which Ben is alone on Christmas so he spends it with Tom. :)

Ben dreaded tomorrow as he dredged through the fresh snow that was now turning to slush, unlike every other year, this Christmas he'd be alone, no gifts or merriment just.... Well, loneliness. He tried to push the thought from his mind as he shoved the key into his flat and pushed the swollen door open with a hard nudge to the hip. He smiled slightly at the Christmas tree that he had decorated by himself as he took a step in, nearly tripping on a package he hadn't noticed just five seconds ago. "Tom Hiddleston." Ben smiled largely at the package that Tom, his best friend had gotten him as he picked it up and brought in his home placing it on the counter as he got out a drink of Coke from his almost barren fridge.
OI! I heard you were spending Christmas alone this year and I couldn't bare to think of you lonely, please join me tomorrow, I'm lonely to Ben. XX- Tom
Ben read his letter aloud before tearing open his package with a smile, Tom had gotten him a jumper with silly reindeers on it and a lot of candy. "God I bloody love you." Ben whispered as he tore off his shirt to replace it with the wool jumper and smiling. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Tom:

Dear Lord Tom! You didn't have to do all this... You are far to sweet. You're the best and I love the jumper and plan to eat all the candy tonight!! XXX - Ben!


***
Tom smiled at the text he received, thinking of Ben all snuggly in the jumper eating his weight (which was a small amount) in the candy he had got. He quickly brushed the thought from his mind knowing he over stepped his own bounds because, Ben, is, has, and always will be just a friend. Even if they are a little flirtatious, maybe a bit close for "just friends." they were friends. Okay, okay, that wasn't entirely true, everyone knew it too, they were practically a couple with all their on and off screen chemistry and casual "dates" where they would practice their lines, the endless compliments, I mean it practically cannon! Tom frowned slightly at his thoughts, it was like setting himself up.

Hey, only wanting to help you out, please join me tomorrow? XXXX - Tom

He pressed send after placing one more 'x' on the end of his chain, it was like a game they had, Ben would send an 'X', Tom would send two and so on until they finished their conversation.

Gah- Of course, but I'd never wanna be a burden! If you have plans please don't change them I'll be okay! XXXXX

Ben replied quickly leaving a smile on Tom's face that was as wide as the Christmas tree that illuminated his front room.

I had no plans at all! Hence why I offered for you to come ovr!! XXXXXXX

Tom hit send and bit his lip before walking into his bedroom and stripping and changing into his pyjamas. He climbed inside his bed, grabbing his book and beginning to read.

Well then I guess I'll see ya tomorrow m8! Thanks so much for the gifts! You are the best! XXXXXX GOOD NIGHT!




*** Next morning ***

Ben stretched his arms above his head before rubbing his eyes, Christmas, today was Christmas. He sighed heavily and then relaxed his hands at his sides before getting up and putting on trousers and a fresh shirt. He stared at himself in the mirror looking at every detail and hating it. "I am so tired." He muttered to himself, rubbing on his eyes to get the sleep out.

He dragged himself sleepily to his bathroom and splashed cold water on his face In attempt to make himself feel the slightest bit more awake. It did some to wake him but it mostly just dampened his hair, not his vision of Christmas morning. At least he could see Tom in an hour.

*** in his car to go***
Ben clambered into his car and shut the door. He quickly shoved the key into the ignition and put it in reverse, he was late, which just so happened to be a regular occurrence for him.

On my way see ya soon X

Hit hit send quickly, knowing the irresponsibilities of texting and driving.

He finally let the smile hit his face as he drove the short distance to Tom's house, he was getting to spend it with him. He pulled in and parked in his driveway, getting out and walking to the door to say hello to Tom.  

"Hello! Oh come in out of the cold!" Tom said giving a quick hug that he savored before allowing Ben in the door, he rubbed his back to warm him. "Gosh I sure hope we get snow." Tom said, closing the door and taking Ben's coat. "I have a some food in the oven, but I got you uhm- I got you something so- I mean it's nothing." Tom walked into his living room, knowing Ben wasn't far behind. "Oh Dear, Tom! You- You're such a sweetheart! You gave me stuff last night!" Ben nudged Tom and sat down on Tom's couch and bit his lip smiling. "I- I that's nothing...." Tom blushed and let a blush fil his cheeks looking away from Ben. "Just let me give it to you." Tom said getting up and picking up a normal sized present and handing it to him and then reaching for another and giving it to him. "Wait before I open this I have something for you in my car." Ben said getting up from Tom's couch and running out to get the gift he got for Tom. 

    He  returned with a blue wrapped box and a red bow. "Sorry it's not much...." He offered the gift to Tom and took his two gifts. Tom smiled and shook the box a little before tearing it open and riping off the lid to reveal a watch, a hoodie, and a book of old poetry that he had gotten from his mum. "Oh my God, Ben!" Tom said picking up the gifts and smiling, "I love the hoodie, I've needed one how did you know? Oh gosh! Poetry! I love this watch!" Ben put the watch on and then slipped on the purple shirt, "You said you were cold a couple times so I dunno I was being nice." Ben shrugged as he started on his own gift, blushing. 

     Ben smiled like a litte kid as he looked at the box of tea brewing set. "You didn't!" Ben said laughing slightly and burrying his head in his hands. "I love this- Tom!"  Ben caught his gaze for a long moment biting his lip but not removing his gaze. It seemed like forever before Tom started to move in ever slightly, Benedict smiled, confidently now and closed the space between them, putting his hand on his cheek. He moved his lips in sync with Tom's, Tom placed put his hands on Ben's waist and pulled him closer assertivly. Ben smiled and liked Tom's bottom lip for entrance, Tom happily allowed him. Ben pushed up on his chest with his fingers, making him fall back on the couch a small moan escape his mouth. Ben smiled and caressed his cheek, removing his lips to take a breath and smiling before Tom pulled him down again. 

    Their kissing went on until Ben slipped his hands under Tom's pale blue shirt, moving his hand up his body, Tom smiled at this feeling the heat between them radiate. Ben stopped, "Wait what's that smell?" Ben asked sitting up off of Tom, "Does it matter?" Tom replied, kissing him again, Ben kissed back smiling, and then stopped when the smell got stonger. "No wait- I think- I think something has caught fire." Benedict said, Tom looked at him and sniffed the air, "Oh my gosh you're right."  Tom stood quickly and ran into the kitchen.

"Shit shit shit shit shit." He muttered under his breath pulling out a pan as quickly as he could and setting it on top of the oven and waving the smoke, "Sorry." he whispered coughing slightly as the smoke started to clear. Benedict laughed at him and pulled him closer at the waist and brushed the hair from his eyes before giving him a light kiss that quickly deepened. Tom put his hands in his hair and pulled making Ben shudder. Ben pushed Tom against the ounter and let his hands slide up his shirt, Tom smiled and playfully pushed him off and hopped of the counter. "Pop tarts?" he asked winking, "No. I was fine with what we were doing." Benedict smirked slightly, Tom placed a soft kiss on his cheek, "I know but nothing says Merry Christmas, I love you, like American foods." Tom giggled and threw Pop Tarts at Ben. "I like this already." Benedict said smiling