Babysitting Tom (a Tom Hiddleston story)

Turbulence and a missing room

"Is something wrong Tom ? You don't look so good". They were sitting on the plane on their way to Venezuela and there was quite a bit of turbulence. Tom was looking very pale.

He looked at her, looking pretty pathetic. "I am not very good with turbulence, I'm afraid, and I forgot to take my motion sickness meds before take-off".

"Oh your poor thing. Is there anything I can do to help ?" She couldn't help feeling sorry for him. He looked even worse than that day when they were all hung over.

He didn't answer, because right then there was a big bump and he grabbed the paper bag and threw up in it.

Ava got up and found a stewardess. She came back to the seat and handed him a bottle of water and some extra bags and he looked very grateful at her, before throwing up again, and she held a cold cloth to his forehead.

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"We need to get some food and fluids in you". She was looking worriedly at Tom when they got of the plane. He had been throwing up the entire flight and now he was pale and his hands were shaking.

So she dragged him into McDonalds and forced him to eat. Afterwards he looked a lot better and his hands had stopped shaking.

"Thank you Ava. I am so embarrassed you got to see me like that". He looked very pathetic and embarrassed.

She put a hand on his arm. "Tom it's fine. This is part of my job, so don't think about it".

"You probably don't find me very sexy anymore". He pushed out his bottom lip, pouting in a very childish way.

She couldn't help giggling. "Well maybe not right this minute. Right now you are mostly pathetic, but don't worry it won't change the way I perceive you".

But that wasn't entirely true, even though she didn't like seeing him feeling this bad, she liked seeing a more vulnerable side to him. No facade, no playing cool and she felt an instinctive urge to take care of him.

They got picked up at someone from UNICEF and taken directly to a nearby home for orphans.

First the leader of the home told them about all the children living on the streets ending up in crime, prostitution and drugs and how they tried to help as many as possible.

Ava found the work they did very exciting and when she looked at Tom, who was sitting next to her. She noticed that his eyes were wet, and she grabbed his hand squeezing it gently.

He glanced at her, and send her the sweetest most sincere little smile, lacing his fingers with hers.

Afterwards they went to meet the children, Ava kept in the background, it was Tom who was there to represent UNICEF.

It was so amazing and sweet seeing him with the kids, his whole face just lighted up and he was so good with them, it was hard to say if him or the kids had most fun.

She felt she finally saw the Tom she had hoped to meet. The person she had imagined him to be from interviews and such, and she knew that this was a part of him, but the real Tom was much more nuanced.

He looked up and his eyes caught hers and there it was, the smile, the completely honest and genuine smile. The one lighting up his face. A smile she believed could make flowers bloom and she couldn't help smiling back.

Afterwards they went to the hotel, it was a rather small but very fancy hotel and Ava looked around in awe, while Tom went to check them in.

He came back looking very apologetic. "There seem to be a mistake, because we have only gotten one room and they don't have any other rooms available".

"Seriously Tom ? Do you really expect me to buy into that ? Why not just be honest ?" She looked up at him. She had been with an open and honest Tom all day, she wasn't going back to the bullshit one.

He sighed and put his arms around her waist. "Well okay, maybe I only booked one room".

"And what did you expect getting from that exactly ? To sleep on the couch ?" She looked at him teasingly.

"Not really no, more like this". One of his hands ran into her hair, grabbing it, pulling her head back and then his mouth was on hers, demanding her surrender.