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Tom x Reader - LIME! -

It was a normal day for you. Out on a stroll with one of your friend, f/n. You planned on going to a bar with her. She had been visiting her grandparents in Germany and just got back. She wanted to take you to a bar, to let loose, and try a few drinks with her. 

She said that she wouldn't get wasted, but that's the exact opposite thing she did. " f/n, w-we should g-go " You whispered as she had a shot war with some guy. You frowned, worried for your friends well being, and for your own well being as well. 

She lost by a second and she began to whine about how it was unfair. You lightly tapped her shoulder. She turned around, a frown on her face, her brows furrowed. " w-we should go, w-we've been here for over f-five hours . . . I wanna g-go home before i-it gets dark " You started to shake, every word that you said, the shaking got worse. Tears pricked your eyes as you felt eyes on you, not only from her drinking buddy and herself, but from strangers. 

She sighed and rolled her eyes. " Then go home, walk by yourself " She hissed at you quietly. This made you flinch, and you blinked multiple times to try and stop the tears. " orrr . . you can stay here, and hang out with me . . who knows, you might actually get laid for once " She said smugly, her words slurring together. 

Your eyes widened and tears rolled down your cheeks. " now that was un-called for, look at what you've done to the poor girl " The man next to her stated. You frowned, deeply offended that she would bring up your virginity in a bar full of drunk men. This made your blood boil, you may be a introvert, but you couldn't stand it when someone talked about sensitive subjects such as your virginity.

 " fuck you " You snapped at her. Her eyes widened as her expression went from happy to worried in a matter of seconds. Your eye twitched. She knew that when you cussed and talked with seriousness, that you were being serious. You stormed out of the bar, pulling your hood over your head. 

Her hurt expression went through your head, but she was being rude, and knew on what topics you were sensitive about. It didn't matter if she were drunk, she shouldn't even be drinking. You had one bottle of some alcohol you couldn't remember the name was, but according to the bartender, it wasn't that effective. 

It was none the less, good. 

" Y/n? Are you ok? " A familiar voice snapped you out of your trance. You looked up at him, his face was fill with worry. You frowned. " No Tom, i-i'm not ok " You replied, looking at the ground. Tom was a few steps away to being your boyfriend, you two had liked each other for a while but didn't ask each other out. 

" well here, let's talk about it, we can go look in one of the stores here or something and talk " He said, looking around at the different shops. He lived quite a bit a ways from where you two were at, and the sun was already setting. You sighed. Tom was someone you could tell all your problems to. 

" Well, m-my house is a few b-blocks away. It's g-gonna take a bit to talk to y-you, and I have a c-car so I could drive you back home " you said, a small smile on your face. " I could walk home after done talking in the store " He argued. You furrowed your brows at him. " But you live a really long ways away. You would be cold,  and what if you got mugged or s-something! I want you to be safe " you argued back, your hands on your hips.

He smiled. He loved it when you worried about him, he actually just loved everything about you. You were the perfect woman in his eyes, and he's thankful that he met you. He longed for you to be his everything. You were to shy and too sensitive to tell him that you wanted to be with him, and he was shy and not very confident when it came to the subject of confessing his love to someone. 

He though that he was a wimp and blamed himself that you weren't his yet. And that's exactly what you thought about yourself, you were the sad one, while Tom was the mad and frustrated, in both ways. It was true, he had his own fantasies about you and him, doing things that he would never tell anyone, not even while he were drunk.