Tom Hiddleston imagines

Tom - Water fight

// TO ALL THE PEOPLE WHO ARE COMING FOR ME JUST CAUSE I SAID IT WAS HOT: It's a fanfic, it isn't supposed to be 100% realistic, besides, global warming is coming for us so if it's not realistic to you now, it'll be in a few years.
Please note I have NO IDEA how to wash a car, this is pure guessing cause I'm too lazy to google. This was also requested by LokisGirl101 //

Summer in London, many peoples dream vacation, but to you it was a nightmare. You were sweating no matter how little clothes you wore, everything was dusty and filthy, you couldn't get water enough and sunscreen had become your new best buddy. You couldn't believe some people were willing to pay thousands just to live with this unbearable heat. It was like living in hell, minus the devil, for you at least. Tom probably saw you as the ruler of his own personal hell in this heat. You refused to have sex with him because it was too warm, and you were exhausted all the time, while at the same time wearing sports bras and booty shorts around the clock. You couldn't argue that some of it was to tease him. Yes, you were a little devil, and loved it.

Yet, today you had been forced into some longer shorts and a normal t shirt. You had to wash the car and you weren't in the mood to be soaked in water and filth. The dusty road had changed your cars beautiful dark blue metallic color into a dusty and matte brownish color. You had been complaining about it in forever, but always been too lazy to do anything about it. Now Tom had forced you out of the house, mainly because you couldn't even see the license plate anymore and none of you wanted to get pulled over for it. The way he had convinced you to do it? Simple, he had refused to buy any more ice cream until you were done. While complaining to yourself you had managed to get a bucket with soap water, a sponge, a brushy-thingy that you had seen Tom use last time he washed it, and a hose. You were pretty sure you had everything now and put all of it on the front lawn. You still needed the car. You let out another groan and went to the garage, your eyes widening at the sight. It wasn't this dirty yesterday, it was practically made of dusk and dead insects! You knew something was up when Tom had chosen to take a drive for fun. He had planned this. His role as Loki hadn't been the best influence on his behavior. He had become annoyingly fond of playing pranks on you in the summer, so you had a small prank war going on. Last time, you had put ice cubes under his shirt and shorts. Needless to say, his face was priceless, and you were lucky you managed to escape with no harm. This was his payback. You gave him points for the creativity, but you were going to get him back, and you knew how.

You weren't as tall as Tom, and you had convinced him to get a really big car some months ago. Sadly, you couldn't reach the roof of the car without a ladder, unless you crawled on top on it, and that was exactly what you were going to do.

Once you had done the sides, the back and most of the front, it had become time for your plan. You glanced back at the house and just as you thought, Tom was watching you with a smug look on his face, but he looked a little disappointed. Probably because you had managed to avoid getting water and dust everywhere. What could you say? You were talented.
You turned your eyes back to the car and grinned but stopped quickly. You had to stay focused. You took the bucket with the sponge, and just barely managed to push it to the roof of the car, mainly because you were clinging to the side of it with one arm and holding the bucket with the other. When you finally managed to get it up there, surprisingly enough without spilling everywhere, it was showtime. You could feel Toms curious eyes on you, and you did your best to pretend you hadn't seen him. With some struggle you got down from the cars side, went to the front, and started climbing. Yes, you were going to sit on the roof while washing it. Super safe and smart right? And just as you thought, it only took five seconds from you got onto the roof and until Tom was beside the car.

"Y/n get down from there, you'll get hurt!" His words were demanding, but honestly, you were having the time of your life.

"It's fine, I've done this before." "You have what?" You shrugged your shoulders in response and kept scrubbing, sliding a little around because of the soap and water. Now you were actually hoping for Tom to get you down, you didn't want to slide down and get hurt. "Darling, please, come here, I'll help you down." His voice was as soft as silk, and you nodded. You slowly made your way into his arms and let him lift you down, eyeing you up and down as soon as you were on the ground to make sure you were unharmed.

"Stay here, I'll take care of the roof for you." You quickly thanked him and pecked his lips before stepping back. You had originally planned to pour the bucket with water over him from there, but you had a better idea now. It was easy to see Tom was concentrated on the roof, so you quietly snuck a few steps back and found the hose, which was still dripping a little, just waiting for you to open up for it. Without a word you snuck closer to the tall male, and once there was around 2-3 meters distance between the two of you, you turned the hose on. A huge amount of cold water ran out of it and hit Toms back, soaking his white t -shirt and yearning you a small scream/moan/gasp, something like that. Even from the distance it was easy to see he had goosebumps, and you didn't even stop when he turned around to you. Who would? He was wearing a white t-shirt, you had water, come on, no one would blame you. He had done it a lot of times to you anyway. To your own luck, you were wearing a grey shirt today.

The male turned around, his mouth wide open as he ran his hands through his hair and smiled at you, playfully. his shirt was soaked, and his abs were clearly visible behind it. he licked his lips, and in a matter of seconds Tom was in front of you, with the bucket in his hands, and poured all of the filthy water over your head. You let out a squeal and tried to get him back with the hose, but he had snapped it from your hands while you were still in shock. Immediately, you started running from the cold water, but your short legs couldn't run from Tom, so you decided to go with a good, old trick. Round the table, but with the car.

You barely managed to get to the opposite site of the car before Tom was after you, a childish smile on his lips as he ran. You two really were big kids sometimes. It was in moments like this where you wondered what the neighbors were thinking when they saw the two of you. They were probably jealous.

"Come and get me if you can Hiddleston." "Is that a dare, or do you wish for me to catch you?" "Start running and take a guess." You teased and ducked when he tried to splash you once again. The adrenalin was pumping around in your body, and your ears were filled with the sound of laughter. If it was yours or Toms, you weren't sure of. Probably both.

You didn't know how long the two of you kept on with that before you ended up laying down on the grass, tired, and out of breath. "Giving up already?" "I'm in bad shape, leave me be." You whined, looking up at the tall man with a small glare, but all he did was laugh it off. "Peace?" He offered, reaching his hand out to you to help you up. You decided to give in and took his hand, giving his neck a light kiss before you took the hose back and "finished" the car. Aka, you splashed some water on it and let the rest be. Of course, there was still a last competitor in the game you had forgotten about. Bobby had sneaked out the door that Tom seemed to have forgotten to close, and took the hose in his mouth, snatching it from you. Of course, he thought now would be a good time to play. "Your dog, baby." You shouted before running inside the house to hide, enjoying the sight of your lover trying to get the green water monster out of the small dogs' mouth without getting too much water in his face. After a few minutes of looking at it, you decided to be nice and turn off the water, so Tom wouldn't get completely soaked. Oh, who were you kidding, he already was. Yet, you brought a single water balloon with you and hid behind your back. For safety reasons.

With a sweet and innocent smile on your lips you ran quickly past the two dorks and to the garage, turning the water for the hose off, and just as you thought, your soaked boyfriend was on his way to thank you. "Thank you darling, he's just as stubborn as you with letting go of his toys." The male teased, and you blushed a little. You knew he meant your plushies, but it sounded like something else, which you didn't even own. "So, is it a tie?" He asked, raising his eyebrows and you couldn't help but giggle before throwing the water balloon wat him, hitting him perfectly on the chest, there wasn't much space to throw, but it still shattered. "God, Y/n..." "Now, it's a tie." You spoke and smiled innocently at him, earning a laugh as he pulled you into a hug and looked down at your e/c orbs. "Oh baby, you really think I'd settle with a tie after that? No, I'll get you back, just wait and see."