Tom Hiddleston One Shots/Imagines (x reader)

-Late Nights-

It was one of those nights again, Tom working late on set while you were scrunched on the couch in the heaviest blanket you owned. Tom always seemed to promise he'd be home by 9 (latest), but 9 would turn to 10 and 10 would turn to 11 and so on and so forth.

"I can't believe he is late again", you thought, "third time this week and it's only Thursday."

So you did what you always did, you got up, made pasta for one, and sunk in the chair thinking about how long this would go on for. You missed his laugh when you told him about your psycho boss and how he would always know what to say, giving new and promising perspectives to any problem. A small smile crept on your face along with the steam of your hot meal when remembering the time he surprised you when you got home. That was when he got off of set early to come home and make dinner for you, he made (well tried to make...) rosemary chicken, mixed vegetables, and rice, but ended burning the chicken (setting off the alarm), putting almost all the salt onto the amount of a sliced pepper, and over cooking the rice. You loved this day so so so much. You loved the thought of how hard he had tried to surprise you with a nice dinner and his cute face of concern/confusion as he fumbled through the pages of the recipe. That night ended with Chinese takeout and cuddles on the couch while watching a movie. 

You finished up your pasta and slumped back to the couch fighting off heavy and tired eyes in an attempt to stay up and wait for him, but in about 5 minutes you were fast asleep. About an hour later Tom walked in a bit dazed from his long day, "Hey Love! I am so so sorry, I know, I know it is much later than I said and I know I have been doing this so much lately, but I am sorry and I picked up some Italian for us, that place on the corner we like." --- "Love?", Tom turns around the entry way to see you nuzzled on the couch and he walks over with a soft smile. He leans down to kiss your forehead and as he walks away your small hand grabs at his and pulls him gently down with you so you both could lay down. "It's okay, but please don't do it again.", you mumble out through the fabric of your blanket. "I won't, I promise."

He tightens his arms around you and you turn to face his body, still warm from his jacket, hearing his low, but fast heartbeat from running to get home. Tom brushes your hair back lightly and delicately says "I love you so much" and you managed to reply the same thing as you fell asleep.