Ghostly Kind of Love | t.hiddleston ✔ [ X Reader ]

14 || WE WERE JUST KIDS

"Y/N, no!"

Tom screamed as the girl dragged him out of the bed by his legs. She stopped and looked at him with a mischievious grin.

"I'm reading, can't you see?"

He was getting annoyed. She shook her head and giggled- oh my god, she really giggled. Tom frowned at her.

"Let's do something fun."

She pouted, but not for so long. A smirk creeped out on her face and she continued to drag him out of the bed by his legs. His long legs made it easier for her to pull him.

"Y/N, stop!"

He screamed before vanished into the thin air. Y/N looked around with a frown on her face. She called out for him but he didn't appear.

"This is not fair, Thomas!"

She crossed her arms against her chest whilst pouting. Then she felt someone lifted her up from behind, making she screamed in shock. Tom bursted into laughter and put her down. She turned around and met with laughing Tom.

"What do you want, silly?"

He asked as he stopped laughing. Her pout turned into a smile and she quickly dragged him out of his room. He had no idea what was on her mind, but he didn't care at all.

At least, she was with him.

~•♥•~

"Seriously?"

Tom scoffed while raising his eyebrows. Y/N shrugged and put a box of colour pencils in on the table.

"We used to do this before, right?"

She reasoned, a sheepish smile on her face.

"Y/N, we were kids. Now we're not."

He acknowledged her, like she didn't know the fact that they weren't kids anymore. She smiled.

"Then what? We're still the same Y/N and Tom, right?"

She grinned, her eyes flashed with happiness and excitement. Tom couldn't help but smiled when he saw her happy face. He could never let her down.

"Colouring. Is this really what we're gonna do for today?"

He asked followed by a sigh. She just nodded violently and shoved a colouring book in front of him.

"I've read that colouring could decrease our stress and it could bring people closer."

Y/N stated, her smile gone wider. Tom just shook his head at her and grinned. To be honest, he was prefer to sit and read but if colouring could bring him closer to her; he would do anything.

After he met 'The Death' last night, his mind was a complete mess. Maybe he could take his mind away from those things now.

~•♥•~

"Oh my god."

"What?"

"Why would you do that?"

"What is it, Y/N?"

"Tom, you coloured it wrong!"

"How could it be wrong?"

"This unicorn was supposed to be pink not purple."

"This is my unicorn, Y/N. It's up to me."

~•♥•~

"Y/N, are you out of your mind?"

"Don't distract me, Tom."

"I'm not distracting you. I'm trying to say that minions should be yellow not green. And that's a fact."

"This is what we called art, Thomas."

~•♥•~

"Where is my red?"

"I'm using it- Hey, don't steal it!"

"I need red now."

"Tom, I need it too!"

~•♥•~

The colouring session went for nearly two hours or so. They didn't realize time has went so fast when they really enjoyed what they were doing.

"And.. We're done."

Y/N put the colour pencils back on the place and plopped on the couch next to Tom. They sighed at the same time, making laughter filled the room when they looked at each other.

"This is really fun, Y/N."

"I told you!"

She said proudly. She rested her head on his shoulder while he put his arm around her.

"Sometimes I miss those times, Y/N."

He said and received a nod from his best friend. She cracked a smile and chuckled under her breathe.

"Times when we do silly things without thinking of consequences."

He mumbled, his mind was processing those memories in a good way.

"So bold and stupid and crazy."

She added. He laughed at her words and shook his head. Then silence wrapped them. But it was a good silent, it was comforting.

"Do you remember that one time when you came into my room through the window on midnight?"

She asked while looking at him, hoping that he would remember. She breathed of relief when he nodded with a grin.

"Of course, I do. You were so stressed with school and all. I just had to come and cheer you up, Y/N."

He told her. She laughed when the silly memories came into her mind.

"It was midnight and I was crying while staring at my books. Then you came. You were like-"

"Your knight in shining armour?"

Tom wiggled his eyebrows. She just laughed and nodded.

"You've been always smarter and better than me in everything, Tom."

She smiled. Tom shook his head and pulled her closer to him.

"The only reason why you're feeling like that is because I'm older than you. Of course, I know more than you but it went with time. You're a great person, Y/N."

He complimented her. She shrugged but smiled when Tom pulled her into his chest. She wrapped her arms around his torso and sighed happily.

"Tom?"

She looked at him, hoping that he was feeling the same as her. His eyes met hers, and sent butteflies fluttering in her stomach.

"Yes, dear?"

Damn, Tom. You don't make it any better for me.

"Nothing."

She breathed out, and looked away from him. She was more than confused with her feelings, and she hoped it will be clear soon.