L . Laufeyson ★ Loki X Reader Oneshots

X. Tom x Reader. Good morning

  ▷ "Is this the part where things get better?"

  ▷ My apologies for all errors and typos 

▷Inbox request: I know this is a Lokix reader book but I would be so happy. If you write a tom hiddlestonx reader. This might be overdone but can he show up to readers house in the middle of the night. wet from the rain and lost with a dead phone.

It was around midnight and you were sitting in your house typing furiously on your keyboard. The same thing you had been doing for the past five hours tirelessly. You were a screenwriter for a big movie and television corporation and had a deadline creeping up sooner than you expected it to. Yet even after hours and hours of forcing yourself to spew out words on your laptop it was all awful. All you had managed to do was write seven paragraphs of nonsense and incoherent thoughts. Finally deciding that this was the best you could do for the time being. You got up off your couch and went into the kitchen. Originally the primary goal of the kitchen trip was to get a bottle of water and maybe a little wine to get your thought process rolling. But once you entered the open space a polite knock rapped on your door. "What the hell," you mumbled under your breath. Moving to approach the door and to see who would knock on your door at 12:45 in the middle of the night.

it was dark outside and all you could see was a tall figure standing on your porch with his back to you. Sure you lived it a good neighborhood but it was a little concerning to just have someone at your door this late.

"I'm terribly sorry to bother you but it seems i have gotten myself really lost. My phone died and i was wondering if you had a charger i could borrow. This was the only house with lights on." he said, turning around to the door but you still couldn't see his face good enough from your peekhole. At least his voice sounded like his intentions were innocent and you might regret it later but you decided to open the door.

As soon as you did you were greeted with warm damp air and an array of sounds from the cicadas. The man in front of you was slightly wet from the rain and his eyes were a amazing  shade of teal. It took you a minute but you soon knew who it was.

Tom Hiddleston , TOM HIDDLESTON IS AT YOUR FRONT DOOR. Your inner thoughts screamed making it impossible to open your mouth to say anything. So you were just standing awkwardly standing in front of a shivering, sexy, and remarkably tall British man.

You were a huge fan of Tom hiddleston, you admired how elegantly he played all his roles. Increasing the depth of the character and making every movie he was in 1000 times better. But aside from the fact that he was a great actor he was also an all around admirable person. you had already been involved in a few charities like UNICEF, greenpeace, and a few others. Once you had learned he had also taken an interest in charity work you gained even more respect for him. If only you could find a way to express all of these emotions and words instead of being totally weird. You would think that since you were a screen writer this whole exchange would be easier. the best option was to just treat him like you would another person, you didn't want him to think you were just another crazy fan.