Imagines : TOM HIDDLESTON #Wattys2015

Imagine Tom planning a week away

Imagine Tom planning a week away

"Are we nearly there yet?", you joked in the car for the hundredth time as trees flew past as you stared blankly out of the window. Tom said it would be fun to go for a week away with all your family and him, so had booked into a small wood cabin in the woods, practically in the middle of no where. He said that your family would meet us there, as they would make their own way. You knew something didn't seem to right, as he was a little bit more twitchy than usual, which at first you just put down to the paranoia of being stalked by fans, but now you had the feeling it was something else. "Here we are now", Tom announced, slowly down and pulling off the road down a small trail, stopping in front of a beautiful log cabin hidden in the woods. "Oh wow this is wonderful!", you squealed, jumping out of the car and running to the front door. You stepped inside to a world of luxury, a beautiful log burning fire gently simmering away, and a large bunch of red roses and chilled champagne waiting. "Tom, my family aren't here yet..", you trailed off, looking around the cabin, as you noticed it only had one bedroom, which made you wonder where they were going to sleep. "Tom", you said again, turning around the see the pile of bags in the door, but no sign of Tom, except for a trail of rose petals. "Tom?", you said, coming out of the door and looking off through the trees, seeing the rose petals going up the small woodland path. What on earth was Tom up to? "Come on Mr Shakespeare. There's plenty of time to go looking for elves and fairies later", you shouted through the trees as you followed the small path and the petals. Eventually, after following the trail, it opened up at a vast stream, with the petals nearly scattered over the stepping stones. Picking up the corners of your skirt, you leapt from stone to stone across the stream until you landed on the bank of the other side. That's when you noticed the rose petals falling onto you, and as you looked up into the tree, there sat Tom, dripping wet scattering them down. "Looks like I've found a tree elf", you chuckled to him as he jumped down. "Well you are as beautiful and graceful as a fairy", he said, running his hands through your hair. "Tom, tell me the truth". He sighed, admitting defeat. "Your family aren't coming. It's just you and me. I wanted a romantic week away, just the two of us, away from the rest of the world", he whispered, kissing your hand and caressing your cheek. "Y/N, you are the kindest, most sweetest person I have ever met. And I would like it, very much, if you would do my the honour of becoming my wife". And with that, he knelt down and pulled a ring from his pocket, and placed it on your finger, sealing it with a kiss. You didn't have to say yes, as you grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt and pulled him to his feet, kissing him passionately on the lips as you leapt into his arms, taking him by surprise. Tom stumbled backwards, and both of you fell laughing into the river. Soaking wet, you wrapped your arms around each other, and made out in the woodland.