Imagines : TOM HIDDLESTON #Wattys2015

Imagine Tom taking you sightseeing

Imagine Tom taking you sightseeing

You couldn't quite believe that your father was going to take you on a tour of London to see the 'special sights'. They were special because they had a lot of meaning to him, mostly as he'd been there so much during his youth, and now he wanted to show you. Eagerly jumping off the train, you had to look over the heads of everyone to see him towering over them, wearing sunglasses indoors, which you just found strange. "But it isn't even that sunny out, so why do you need them?", you asked as you headed along the platform an out into the street. "It's so then I'm not easily recognisable", he chuckled as he held your hand as you walked through the crowd. Of course, you cursed to yourself, you kept forgetting that your dad was a famous actor. You walked past the Houses of Parliament and Big Ben down the embankment in London beside the river, him pointing out all the landmarks and rallying off numerous facts about them. "Oh, wait. Let me take a picture here. It's perfect", he chuckled, pulling out his phone. "Oh come on dad, you know I don't like my picture being taken", you moaned, but stayed still as he snapped a quick picture. "Look see, you've got a crown", he chuckled showing you the picture, which to your surprise, he'd managed to capture the London Eye behind your head, indeed making it look like you were wearing a crown. "Come on. There's somewhere special I want to take you", he said, guiding you along the bank, before you soon found yourself stood outside a very special place indeed; Shakespeare's Globe Theatre. "To be, or not to be, that is the question", he said over dramatically making you giggle as onlookers passed by, giving a funny glance. "Look y/n. They've set up a little stage", he noticed as a small raised platform outside the theatre read 'Open performance space. Have fun'. "Dad, no. People will know it's you. It's a trap", you teased, starting to feel embarrassed as he pulled you along, and in one leap, jumped up onto the stage. "Go on y/n, which one shall I do? Hamlet? Lear? Othello perhaps?", he teased, adjusting his jacket, his hand wavering on his sunglasses, debating about taking them off. "Do Henry. You loved playing him", you chuckled as you sat on the corner of the stage. Slowly he took off his glasses, slipping them into his pocket, his blue eyes gleaming in excitement as he looked at people passing by, some of them stopping, curious to see what was happening. "What's he that wishes so? My cousin, Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin; If we are mark'd to die, we are enow To do our country loss; and if to live, The fewer men, the greater share of honour." He started rallying off in character of Henry V, standing tall and projecting his voice out proudly as the growing audience started to notice who he was, and gawped in shock, pulling out their cameras and snapping pictures. You couldn't but smile watching your dad perform, and when he finished, everyone burst into applause, before a distant chanting started. "Loki! Loki! Loki! We love you Tom!", the fans screamed, and all you could do was roll your eyes as he shrugged. "Even I can't seem to get away from him", Tom chuckled as he waved at everyone, jumping down from the stage, and hastily making an exit with you.