Office - Short Tom Hiddleston x You Story 2

This one was requested. Thanks to short talk with one of mr. Hiddleston fans, I've come up with that idea. This one was also supposed to make you smile, and make your day brighter with portion of Hiddleston imagination. Enjoy~! :D

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Imagine this...
You were at your desk, in your office, once again repeating the process of creating a boring document. You felt yourself almost drifting away, repeating the same sentence in your mind countless time. You eyes were slowly closing themselves, and even the mug of hot coffe next to your hand couldn't wake you up.

You immediately woke up though, as louder and louder screams rang through the building. You didn't recognize any of them though, and they didn't exactly sound like screams of terror, so you assumed they were probably chasing someone. You got really curious, you got up on your feet, and before you could take even one step, doors opened quickly, a hand quickly stopped them from trashing against the wall, then a man barged in and closed the door quietly. He let out a soft sigh, then faced you.

You were stunned as blue eyes you knew perfectly connected with yours. You gasped for air and before you could shout "Oh my God! Tom Hiddleston!" or something like that, he turned you away, put his hand over your lips, muffling all the sound and pressed his chest against your back, pulling you to him, preventing you from moving, speaking in any way. You found his scent and his muscles feeling just perfect, so close and just good. Your heart picked up as you released a slightly shaky breath through your nose and tried too look at him, but you could catch only glimpses, then he pressed his cheek to the side of your head and you didn't dare to move anymore. Only sounds in room were breathes and ticking of the clock. The fangirls screams, as you realised now, were getting closer and closer, and you could feel Tom getting tense, then they skipped  your room and your favourite actor relaxed a bit.

The pressure around your mouth also got smaller, and he started to whisper into your ear, his lips sometimes brushing gently against your skin, hot breath covered all your ear. "I am so sorry, lady, but I had to take cover from them. It's hard even for the God of Mischef to fool them, so I had to run in here. It's too hard to focus for me on all of them. I hope you don't mind too much me barging in and interupting your work. I'll make sure to make it up to you."

He let go of your body as you nodded, he only held his hand on your wrist loosely, still acting carefull and quiet. You didn't dare to take even a step to dissort the silence around you. Soon the sounds faded away, and you tried to say something, but couldn't find your voice. You coughed a bit, and tried again, this time with success. You'd say it's okay in a low voice, and he would flash you a bright, happy smile. He got serious again and walked few sneaky steps towards the door and put his ear next to it, and when you thought he would leave, he turned back with peace all over his face.

"Thank you again, lady. You can't imagine how I regret not being able to talk to them at this moment, but I really don't feel strong enough today." he said, his eyes travelling from chair, to you, then to your cup. He took few steps towards your desk and with a small expression of embarassment he pointed at your coffe.

"Would you mind me taking a sip? My head feels not exaxtly best, and I can't efford enough time and using your kindness that much."

You nodded eagerly, replaying his words in your mind and watched his small lips close around the corner of the mug, exactly where your own lips touched earlier. You could feel blush covering your face and smiled again. He let out pleasured breath, and once again laid his eyes on you

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"Is there anything I could do for you in repay for your help?" He asked, and the idea just popped in your mind. It was a little embarassing, but damn, you had to take a proff that you met him, that it wasn't only imagination.

"Um... Um, could I take picture with you and you'd sign it? It wouldn't take long, i mean, I have a printer in office, and..." He cut you off with small smile, placing finger on your lips again.

"Sure." He said in amused voice and watched as you took phone with your pocket and hugged him shyly for a picture. Before you could react, he grinned and hugged you tight and took a photo on your phone by himself, then another one, making a silly face, and another, this time just a posed photo. You laughed a bit, and checked them out. You absolutely loved all of them and couldn't decide, so eventually you printed out all of these on one card and placed it before him.

His shoulders trembled as he tried to hold his laugh and he bent over, taking out one marker and scribbling something on the photos. When he finished, he gave the paper to you and you read aloud "For a girl who helped me when I needed; to adorable..." You stopped and looked at him in amazement. "How did you know my name?

He chuckled and came closer to you. He raised his hand, hovering over your stomach, then chest, and... He went slighest bit higher, just above your chest and poked a recentagle there with your name written on it.

"Quite an useful thing, don't you think, my lady?" he said, his face close to yours and again you werę blushing. He laughed and backed off. "Anyways, I have to go now. It was a great pleasure meeting you... And I had fun." He smiled and took your hand in his. "You have my graditude." He looked like he was thinking of something, then he barely noticable shook his head and went to doors. You followed him, and said goodbye, and then was when he turned and brushed his lips against your cheek, then vanished behind doors, leaving you in state near to heart attack. You dropped on chair and tried to calm yourself, repeating the words in your head, replaying the whole event.
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It was few days since you met Tom Hiddleston and you still felt a bit lightheaded and unbelivably happy. Your signed photos with him were hanged in your bedroom, safely, and you printed one of them again on smaller format and kept it at your desk, smile appearing at your face each time you looked at it. You finally had energy to work, and you felt just perfect. You were finishing last document when someone knocked on the door. You went to open it, but no one was here, but when you looked down, you saw beautiful white rose on floor. You picked it up and smelled, and this was when a small letter fell from it. Only thing it said was "Thank you, my dear, and see you again.", and you knew perfectly who was it from, though you were pretty sure it wasn't Tom who left it here. Probably he asked someone to do it.

Now you were pretty sure that whenever girls would chase Tom into this part of city he'd come straight to your office.