The argument (Tom hiddleston/benedict cumberbatch/reader)

Victimised

"Lets treat ourselves." Heaven said, stretching and yawning at the same time. "Lets go out and have a McDonald's breakfast." You shook your head, sat down on the sofa and started to watch the news. That's what it looked like anyway. In reality your mind was miles away from the stories being shown on the news and was instead focusing on Tom and how his eyes seemed to gleam when Spring walked into his room.

"Y/N come on sweetie. You cant sulk all day." Heaven groaned, lying on the sofa and resting her head on your lap like she always does when you're sad. You rolled your eyes and actually started to watch the T.V. 

"How about we go and see Benedict?" Heaven asked you, sitting up now and heading towards the kitchen to make herself breakfast and get some headache tablets. You contemplated that idea for a few seconds then decided it will probably be better if you didn't. Tom was still swimming around in your mind and you felt as if seeing Benedict at this point in time wouldn't do you any good. 

"Fuck it." You said, getting up and walking to the bathroom. "Lets live a little."

"What you going on about?" Heaven called through the bathroom door. 

"Lets go out to breakfast. Ben can come with us!" You called back. 

--------------------2 weeks later--------------------------------------

"Want a coffee?" You asked Benedict, walking towards the kitchen. "Tea please." He said. 

You two had been spending more time with each other since you two found out you were pregnant because Benedict was determined to be there for you as much possible, especially since Tom was away and you were petrified of being  by yourself. 

"Actually never mind Y/N, Its getting pretty late." Benedict called, standing up and beginning to put on his coat. You walked out of the kitchen after putting the kettle on and pouted at him. 

"Its only nine. Lets watch another film." You begged, still pouting at Benedict. He looked at his watch and back to you before sighing. "I have to up at six in the morning. Sorry."

"Just sleep in the spare room then. Please don't leave." You begged, really not wanting to be home alone. Benedict looked at you for a minute, eyes squinting a little as they always did when he thought. 

"Ok." He said, giving in to your pleading. You grinned at him and turned to find some of Tom's pajama's when you heard a knock on the door. 

"Can you get that for me please?" You asked since you were busy looking through Tom's draws. He obliged and answered the door, only to be greeted by a bunch of roses and a grinning Tom. 

"What are you doing here?" Tom asked a little more harshly than he had intended to, grin now gone and roses lowered. Benedict clearly heard the cruel tone in Tom's and instantly spat back at him. 

"Looking after your pregnant girlfriend." Benedict said, stepping out of the flat into the hall, closing the door so it was only open an inch, meaning you wouldn't hear their conversation. 

You finally found some pajama's that Tom hadn't packed and walked out into the lounge, only to be greeted by muffled noises. You put the clothing on the sofa and listened, curious as to where to voices where coming from. 

"How dare you!" You heard a lot more loudly. That's when you realized it was Tom's voice from the hall and he sounded angry, extremely angry. 

"Well it's true. You know what, I'm leaving. I'm sure Y/N wants to spend some time with you alone since you've always got Spring yapping around your ankles like an excited puppy." Benedict growled. You ran out into the hall after grabbing your keys and saw Tom and Benedict at the end of the corridor, standing at the top of the stairs and both red in the face. 

"You're not going anywhere!" Tom hissed, placing his hands on Benedict's shoulders and moving so he was blocking his way to the stairs. You walked over, a mix of emotions swimming around your head. Happy from Tom being back early, curious as to why there were a bunch of roses on the floor, worried from the argument forming in front of you and scared about what they may do to each other. 

"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Benedict yelled, pushing Tom who nearly fell down the stairs. You began to jog over, heart beating quickly as Tom and Benedict began to punch each other. It wasn't that they were really hurting each other, it was that they were next to a flight of concrete stairs that they could easily fall down. 

"Stop it!" You said, trying to get between the two, but your efforts where pointless since their curses were blocking out your voice and they were too busy hitting each other to notice you were there. Thats when it happened. One of them, you're not sure which, knocked into you, causing you to slip and fall awkwardly down the stairs and landing in extreme pain...On your stomach.