Not A Mistake ~ Tom Hiddleston

O45 ~ Healing

Family and friends are visiting you in the hospital. Even your best friend came a long way to admire your new born son. And of course, she's walking in the room when Tom's friends are here as well and that includes most of the people you met at the award show. Plus some others like Emma Watson and Tilda Swinton. You have met them in a rush once but you never got the chance to really talk to them.

{Y/bf/n} is really looking around the room like she's in another world before she finally reaches you, squealing when she sees the little man, fast asleep, in your arms. She greets you with a kiss on the cheek before also greeting Tom. 'Oliver?' She says with a smile when you tell her the name of your child. 'What a beautiful name.' You let her hold him while you turn to the door where your parents are coming in again. You thought they would be gone by now but you are happy that they are still here.

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A few days pass and you're all good to go home now. There is a nurse who will help you going through the first weeks so you can heal up without having to do the harder parts of the household, yet. Now you have to admit you're not doing much cleaning since Tom has a cleaner walking around two times a week. He already had that before you moved in and you're not planning on changing that. But it's more about Oliver now. The only thing you're currently doing is breastfeeding and cuddling. Bathing, changing and laying him in bed are all in Tom's and the nurse's hands.

You're done with breastfeeding when Tom enters the bedroom, a huge grin tugging on his lips and the laptop under his arm. 'What are you grinning about?' He opens the screen and it reveals the very first part of The Great Emperor. What a mighty title. 'Wow! It's getting closer now!' With awe you stare at the poster and a smile forms when you see Tom's name next to Tom Hardy's . 'It looks really good! Are you going to watch the first part?' He nods but corrects you. 'We.. I hope?' He looks at you, expecting to hear a yes and you can't decline when you see his eyes. Oh, those eyes. You really want to watch it anyway so he doesn't really have to persuade you.

'You know who else would have been great as Alexander?' You think out loud and look at Tom. 'Who?' He shuts the laptop again and takes baby Oliver from you. 'Charlie Hunnam. He also has a face for it. He played king Arthur, right? Besides, he looks like Heath Ledger and I, personally, love that. Only with different colour eyes. And, I thought he was lovely in Crimson Peak.' He agrees with you, wondering why they didn't cast him. 'Perhaps he didn't audition.. Or he turned down the part.' But he shakes his head. 'No actor would, in their right mind, turn down a part in this movie. This is huge!' How would you know about that? You're not an actress.

'Mr and Mrs. I'll be gone for today. I'll see you tomorrow.' The nurse says and smiles politely. 'Ok. Have a good night!' She thanks you and leaves. You could have asked her to stay here for the weeks but Tom insisted on taking care of everything at night.

'How are you feeling?' He asks once he hears the front door falling in its lock. 'I'm fine. Thankfully. I know it's only been a few days and I feel really sore but besides that, I think I'm healing pretty fast.' Tom's glad to hear that and if he could, he would switch places with you in a heartbeat. 'But it's worth it. Look at him. Isn't he the most precious thing you've ever seen? We made that!' You feel like it still has to hit you. It still feels like you're dreaming.

'{Y/n}, tell me. How could this be a mistake?' He dates back to the day you told him about your pregnancy. It was unexpected and you genuinely thought that it was a mistake for a minute. Until he made that all go away. 'How could he be a mistake?' He asks again, his loving eyes looking up to meet yours. 'He can't be and he never was.' You answer him and softly stroke Oliver's tiny belly with your fingers. He lets out a yawn and wraps his tiny little fingers around yours. Tom smiles and snuggles closer against you to wrap his free arm around you. 'I'm happy.' He whispers softly what makes you grab his face gently to press a long kiss on his lips. 'So am I.'

{A/N} I'm sorry! I didn't really have inspiration here. I still hope you enjoyed this chapter!