Not A Mistake ~ Tom Hiddleston

O48 ~ Premiere

Just imagine that's you in the gif! (:

It's the weekend away where you have been waiting for. You just dropped Oliver off with everything that he needs while you and Tom are away and you give Diana an explanation of how everything goes. 'Dear. I have raised two children of my own. I know how this works but I get it. I do! And it's hard to let go for now but Oliver will be fine! I promise you!' She stays so calm and it makes you want to hug her. 'Ok. I know.. It's just..' But you can't even finish your sentence. 'I get it. Now go! Enjoy your weekend!'

So off you went! The premiere is in London and the hotel is not far out of the city. So if something goes wrong, Diana could always give you a call. 'Are you excited?' Tom asks you when you're getting ready, in a dress that fits your body perfectly. 'I am! But most of all, I couldn't be more prouder.' He smiles and kisses you. 'Thank you but we should go if we want to make the carpet.' You actually don't want to get that but you don't have much of a choice on that. Last time was fun but it had cost you so much energy and the flashes of the camera's are blinding.

The carpet is large and there are tons and tons of people. It almost makes your head spin but you put on a smile and let Tom guide you through it with his hand on the small of your back. The bodyguards and other people who are working on this event specifically told you two to not engage with any fans that are gathered here. There is simply no time. Tom is disappointed, it's obvious and you try everything to cheer him up which seems to work slightly. But to not get tempted and break the rules, you quickly walk over the carpet, only stopping for pictures. 'Come on. Give us a kiss.' One of the paparazzi shouts and with a smile Tom leans in to kiss you tenderly. You kiss him back and you feel how Tom pulls you slightly closer to him. 'Perfect!' He lets go of you again and takes your hand to then take you inside. Even though you are having a good time, your mind can't seem to get off Oliver. You know he's doing fine but you feel your phone burning in your purse and all you want is to check it every second just in case Diana has called you or sent you a text.

'Are you ok?' Tom asks you when you're in your seat. A smile spreads your lips and you nod, lying to him that you're good. Just excited for him. He seems to believe it and you almost sigh in relief. But to think that you have to miss your little boy for an entire weekend. Luckily the movie begins and you get distracted for a solid two hours.

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You must admit, the movie was immense, wonderful and glorious. It was a really good movie and you couldn't be more prouder of your man. 'Wow! Tom! I'm speechless.' You chuckle and kiss him when you walk out of the cinema. 'I'm glad you liked it. But I have to ask, what was up with you? You were constantly shifting in your seat and checking your phone. You thought I didn't notice but I did.' You try to look away but he seems to find your eyes anytime. 'Didn't you like the movie? Are you lying to me? You know how I think about that.' He sounds stern and it makes you slightly afraid to tell him. 'It's not the movie. I really liked it! I'm sorry if I gave you the impression that I didn't..' You say, completely honest. 'Then what is it? If it's Oliver, you know he's fine. I miss him too but he's in good hands and we need this weekend away.' He places his finger under your chin and forces you to look up into his eyes. 'I'm sorry. I'm just worried that something goes wrong and it's not like I don't trust your mother.. I'm just scared.' He sighs and shakes his head. '{Y/n}, please. We had this talk in the car when we dropped him off. Don't do this again. I get it, I really do but stop it.' He's not angry but he is talking with his really serious voice. If you continue on this subject, he will get angry.

'But.-' You want to say something else but he already cuts you off. 'That's it. No party for you. We're going back.' Your eyes meet his and they have a playful twinkle in it. He is testing you but you don't feel like fighting. 'Fine.' You let out a sigh and follow him towards the car. You have to say that you like this side of him. Dominant and being in charge but it doesn't take away your concern for your son.
And you're paying the price for it..

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It's been a few hours since you're back in the bedroom of your getaway situation and you're in the middle of a serious argument. About Oliver and about needing to sleep but refusing to. '{Y/n}! Why can't you listen to me for once? Everything is fine! He's fine, we deserve this! You need to sleep like, now!' You know he's right but you don't want to give in. You want him to see it from your perspective. 'God, I sound like your father! I hate that! Come on, sweetheart. Don't put me through this.' But you don't budge and only let out heavy sighs. 'You leave me no choice.' He then says and walks towards the bathroom. 'What are you doing?' You ask, your curiosity spiking now after his last sentence. This is not how you wanted your weekend to begin.