Collection of Tom Hiddleston/Loki Imagines and One-Shots

Picnic For Two

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London had always seemed the most beautiful city in the world to you. So maybe you was partial, having spent most of your life there, but there was something indescribable about how magical and special it was. Whatever street you walked down, you were bound to come across something unique, something you had never come across. You could be in a popular tourist spot, or down a back alley, but wherever you were, you felt alive.

You had felt this way for a while, but lately it seemed London had taken on a new atmosphere. In fact, it felt like, no matter what you were doing, you had started looking at everything in a new light. For months, you had wondered what was wrong with you, thinking you were turning delusional. You would start laughing at the tiniest of things, resulting in many confused looks from strangers around you. Everything felt more.. meaningful and the world looked a better place. And you had only just figured out why.

You were in love. You hadn't believed it possible, but there was no escaping the truth now. In love. With Tom. It seemed crazy that you would feel something so strong in such a short space of time. The two of you had only known each other... two months?

You had met working on a commercial Tom had been promoted in; he was the face of a new razor brand a certain famous company was producing and you had been working behind the scenes, editing and rearranging the scenes shot. It had taken a week to shoot and throughout the week the two of you had come into contact only a few brief times, yet there had been a connection.

He had asked you to dinner at the end of it to celebrate and you had been overwhelmed by the attention he showed you. After all, you weren't anyone special, compared to a famous movie star who made it hard to breathe when he was around.

Yet, here you were, two months later, still getting to know each other in between the projects the two of you were involved in- Tom with his movies and you your commercials. You turned your head and gazed at the man laid out besides you, and had to stop yourself from believing it was a dream. He had promised you a surprise and he had delivered, as always.

After leading you round what seemed like half of London with a blindfold over your eyes, he had finally revealed his surprise. A picnic for just the two of you that he had prepared himself, in a secluded part of Hyde Park, a favourite spot the two of you shared.

It was a beautiful summer's day and you basked in the both the glorious sunshine, and the comfortable silence of two people simply content in each other's company. You could feel the security of Tom's arm round your shoulder and hear his steady heartbeat as you laid your head on his chest.

As you caught yourself wishing you could spend the rest of your life besides such a marvelous man, that had been the moment you realized you were in love. It hadn't been a "see the light", genius lightbulb moment. You just simply understood what your heart had been trying to tell you.

But that immediately got you overthinking. Was you ready to tell Tom yet? What if Tom felt differently? Did he even still like you? Where were the two of you going to be in the future?

You felt yourself tense up and you knew you had to busy yourself with something before he noticed. Reluctantly, you sat up and pulled yourself out of his embrace.

"Hey, what's wrong?", Tom's voice suddenly asked. Did nothing escape the man's notice?

"Nothing, I was just going to get us another drink." You replied, not meeting his eyes, knowing it would be your undoing.

"Sammy, you know you can tell me. Are you sure...."

"Tom! I'm fine!" you almost shouted, not meaning to.

Tom pulled back, visibly hurt, and laid back down on the picnic rug, arms behind his head. Your stomach felt like a weight of lead at the thought of hurting Tom.

You laid down next to him again, and hugged his upper body.

"I'm sorry, it's just I lo.......", you started then clamped your mouth shut, realizing you had been about to say "I love you so much."

Tom moved his head and gazed into your face. It was a dangerous move, since his gorgeous eyes were like pools of light you could lose yourself in, making you lose control over your speech.

"What was you going to say, darling?", Tom asked, his curiosity heightened.

You felt like a deer trapped in the headlights of an oncoming car and suddenly you had butterflies in your stomach. Should you tell him or not? You decided on going down another route.

"I'm just sorry for shouting, it's been a long week...."

You were breathtakingly cut off from saying anymore due to the fact Tom's lips were on yours, ardently reassuring you he knew you hadn't meant it. All your worries instantly vanished and youI felt yourself melting against him, your love for him making the moment more perfect. In that instant, you knew you had to tell him how you felt.

"I love you, Thomas.", you confided as you looked straight into his eyes, your breathing heavy.

He didn't say anything, just stared at you and you started to sweat. What did he didn't want to hear those words? What if he was freaking out? "I don't expect you to say it back and maybe I shouldn't have said it anyway, but I ..."

"You love me?", Tom interrupted you, his fierce tone puzzling you a little.

"I'm sorry if I've made you feel awkward, but it's the truth. It just came out but you don't have to say anything...", you babbled, getting more and more flustered.

"Sammy, look at me.", he asked, sitting the two of you up and tilting your head up as he spoke. "I must admit, I'm disappointed."

Your heart plummeted to the ground. It had taken a lot of courage to bare your heart to Tom and look at what had happened. You tried to fight back the tears but a small sob escaped you.

"I'm disappointed because I wanted to be the first of us to say I love you and now I'll never get the chance again. But I do. I love you too, Sammy."

"What did you just say?", you asked, hardly believing your ears.

"I said I love you and I'm willing to say it as many times as you need me to. We've got the rest of our life together, sweetheart.", his smile lighting every inch of your soul up.

"Oh, Tom!", was all you managed before your lips met in a passionate embrace once more.

Not only did life seem perfect, life suddenly was perfect.

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So this one was a lot of fluff, I hope you all enjoyed it :D

Question for you lovely readers:
Would any of you read a collection of Benedict Cumberbatch one shots/imagines? I'm getting more and more addicted to the lovely man and I've got lots of ideas, so what do you think??? Let me know!!!! xxxx