Love, William [Tom Hiddleston]

9. Building this home together

"Hi!" I say, wrapping my arms around Will, standing on my tippy toes to kiss him. He smiles, laughing and wrapping his arms around me, and kissing my temple.

"I missed you," he says, running a hand through my hair. He bends over just a tad bit and places a hand on top of Emma. "And I missed you as well baby," he says and I can't stop the lopsided smile on my face as he moves back up to his enormous height.

"Come darling," he says. "I'm jet lagged, and I desperately want to spend the evening with you before Luke calls me back." I smile, leading the way back to my apartment.

"So how was Canada?" I ask, curling up on the couch. William takes my socked feet into his lap, his long fingers starting to rub in the places that ache. I relax immediately, closing my eyes

"Wonderful. I got to interview the cast, and the Director." He says softly, turning to me. I open my eyes softly at him, watching his eyes roam my face. "You're so beautiful," he says dumbly.

I giggle softly, and he chuckles, moving on to the next foot.

"Who taught you how do this?" He asks.

"My nan," he says with a soft smile. "When she'd come over, she'd teach me and my sisters how to, as you put it, work my magic," he laughs softly and I curl up into his side.

"What are your sisters names?"

"Sarah is the oldest, then me, then Emma, the youngest." I sit up smiling.

"Hey, Emma is my baby's name," I say and he nods, kissing me.

"Yes, it is," he says. My smile grows to the point where my cheeks hurt and I curl back into my position. "So what exactly can you not do?"

I look at the ceiling. "Uh, I can't drink. I can't eat certain foods. I can't...I can't have sex," I make a face and he snorts.

"I don't think you and I will be doing that." He says making a face. I giggle, moving my hands up to my face like a stupid schoolgirl with a crush.

"Okay, uh," I think for a bit. "I can't drink caffeine, or eat anything raw like sushi, it could have salmonella and that could hurt Emma," as I say this, he brushed his fingertips over my swollen abdomen. "I can't be around paint, meaning the pink paint I brought I can't paint her nursery," something flashes through those ocean eyes, but then it's gone. I push it aside. "I can't take certain medications, I can't wear stilettos, and I can't be in hot tubs or saunas. Just, warm bubble baths." I say, moving to sit my head in his lap. He looks down at me, cradling me like one would a baby.

"I'd make the nursery," He says and I roll my eyes. He pouts. "No really, I can." Suddenly he's got this burst of energy, and he leads me down my hall and stops halfway. "Which room?"

I move in front, showing him the bathroom which is to his left, and a few paces up, one out of three empty bedrooms and the next one, which is closest to mine, the nursery room.

"Okay, so I haven't really been bothered with this room," I say, pulling the door open. "I have, dresser, crib, a bunch of baby stuff, and" I drag the and, turning to the five large paint buckets. "Bam!" I say, walking in. Will walks behind me, checking his watch.

"It's 20:41. Lets at least get the crib up," he says, taking his jacket off to reveal a scarf and white shirt. "Come on. Don't stand there and look prettier than you already do." His comment makes me blush, opening his hand and helping me out on the floor. "Let's put this up."

We had to run out to drive to a hardware store to pick up a drill, (and some takeout) but once we got back, Will was tempted to put everything together. Once he was done with the crib, he moved towards the dresser.

"You know what," I stood, directing him to follow me. I pointed to the door leading to my bedroom. "That's my room. When you get tired, come join or leave a note if you leave." I say. I take my cup of tea and stand without help, cheering at myself for it. "Goodnight," I say, kissing him and making my way to my room, finishing my tea on the way.

Changing into a white shirt with a llama and pajama shorts I crawl into bed, resting on my side. My mind went in and out of it's sleeping state because of the drill. I rolled my eyes, my heart skipping a beat at Will being up those late.

Twenty minutes later I jumped out of bed, pulling on his sweatshirt and making myself and William another cup of tea, I opened the door to be met with William putting together the dresser. He looks up and smiles tiredly.

"Thought I'd sit with you," I say softly. He smiles, kissing my forehead and taking the cup. He smiles, and I lean against the wall in the corner, taking a sip and watching him work.

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By the time Tom is done putting the crib and dresser, as well as everything together, it's nearly four in the morning and the sunlight is peaking through the beautiful room. He understands why Libby chose this room. The view of the sunrise is amazing.

He thinks Libby has magic over him. He wouldn't normally do this for anyone else. His sisters no question about it.

He also things he went a little over the top, because all the furniture is together and the bags and styrofoam pieces litter the floor and his tea is cold.

And his angel is fast asleep, curled up in his hoodie like always.

He rubs his eyes and yawns, and he moves to pick up Libby.

"Come darling," he whispers, taking her into his arms. He's so glad Thor 2 have him a workout, because he's able to lift her into his arms with ease and move to her room.

"You need to sleep, darling. You were up all night with me," He says but she refuses.

"No, stay with me," she pleads tiredly and Tom stops, looking back at the door. By the time Libby's head hits the pillow, she's out like a light, snoring.

He could leave. And hurt her. So instead,he runs a hand through his hair and moves to the nursery room, cleaning up a bit.

When he finally does, it's 6:30, and he knows Libby will have to get up. He groans, slipping off his shoes and climbing into bed with her, wrapping his arms around her, kissing her temple.

A few moments later, he feels her shift so she's closer to him. And the last thing he feels is her hand clasp his before he's out like a light.

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A/N: You guys, I just heard that Stan Lee passed away, and I started crying. Rest In Peace, Stan. You will be remembered. We love you. 😭💔