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

15 || PERFECT ILLUSION

"YES!"

Tom almost dropped his book when he heard her scream from the living room. Then she squealed- too loud for his liking. He groaned and went to the living room.

"Y/N, I was trying to read."

Tom put his hands on his waist and looked sternly at Y/N, who was smiling from ear to ear. She ran towards him and threw her arms around him. He was surprised but hugged her back.

"Okay, let me guess. Is it because of your book, Y/N?"

She nodded violently and laughed. Her laughs was music to his ears. The fantastic sound sent warm feelings inside of him.

"It's almost done, Tom. Just a little bit and I'm gonna submit it to every book publisher that I know so they could consider my book!"

She was giggling like a school girl and it brought a grin on his face. He congratulated her and knew that she could so much more in her life. She was a great person, he thought.

"We should celebrate, then."

He said, but she shook her head with a soft smile.

"Not yet, mister. We'll celebrate when I get an offer to publish my book!"

She stated happily while jumping on her feet. He laughed at her adorableness. But then her laughter stopped and her face fell.

"Even if it means so many years from now on-"

"Hey, stop it, Y/N. Stop thinking badly about your future."

Tom scolded. She just shrugged and bit her lips.

"I'm sure they will love your book. You're such an amazing author. Who wouldn't love your book?"

He cheered her up. She nodded forcefully and thanked him. He smiled genuinely at her. He wished he could be here forever so he could see her achievements.

But he could be here forever, but did he really want to?

~•♥•~

Tom sat by himself in the living room. His eyes were glued on the television screen which was playing Sherlock. He didn't like it much, but after Y/N suggested it to him, he was addicted.

Y/N was out again, with Sebastian obviously. Tom has forgot to ask whether she and Sebastian got a special relationship now; or maybe he was just afraid to ask. He was afraid to hear the answer.

The sound of the door opened and closed, quickly alerted him that Y/N was home. He could smell her perfect scent as soon as she stepped in the living room.

"Hey, Tom."

She sat next to him, sighing afterwards. He smiled at her, expecting his best friend to tell him about her date. She always did that.

But tonight was different. She didn't even bother to tell him about how her date was going. She just sat there, stared blankly right into the tv screen. Tom knew that her mind wasn't there.
Tom shut the television off and yet she still didn't look away. Tom pulled her body to towards him, making she back in the reality.

"What happened, darling?"

She winced slightly- loved and hated when he called her that.

"Nothing. It was just.. I was thinking about my condition when you first passed away."

She bit her lips and her eyes was looking everywhere but Tom. He frowned and shook his head.

"I don't understand. Why out of all sudden? I thought you met Seb."