100 story challenge (Tom Hiddleston imagines) *edited*

Partner (Tom)

⚠️A/N: a small warning that there is some mild talk about anxiety and a little bit of sexual harassment at work so be aware. It's not really much I don't think but there is some.⚠️

"Business as usual eh y/n?" your arse of a boss Andrew says as he walks by your desk. You obviously hate him, but unfortunately working for a magazine company was the one thing you had your heart set on as a child.

"Yes sir," you sigh as he stared at your partially visible breasts.

"Good. don't forget you've got that interview with Tom Hiddleston later today. Pop your tits out a little, maybe after you might get some action. God knows you need it."

As he walked away you got your opportunity to stick your middle finger up at him. God you hated your needy, perverted sorry excuse for a boss, he never seems to understand that women can actually live without men, and that he isn't God's gift to our gender. But he was right though, you did need the action, although you definitely weren't willing to sleep with a celebrity like Tom Hiddleston just to get it.

----time skip----

It was nearing midday, which was when your interview was with Mr Hiddleston, and your suddenly got really nervous. You adored the man, jumping at any chance you got to go see one of his amazing new movies in the cinema, sometimes you were lucky enough to go to the premieres, but that was not often. Yep you were absolutely bricking it and you had that horrible feeling something absolutely terrible was about to happen.

Your desk phone began to ring, and you were told that Mr Hiddleston is here, in the calmest voice you could muster you told the receptionist to let him in and soon enough he was standing there, in your office, waiting for his interview.

"Hello Mr Hiddleston, thank you for joining me today, I was so glad that you accepted to do this interview."

"The pleasure's all mine and please call me Tom, Miss..."

"l/n, f/n l/n"

"Lovely to meet you Miss l/n shall we get to it then?"

"Yes, follow me." You lead him into a small room where a camera lay waiting to be used. You switch it on and tell him to take a seat, you sit down and begin the pleasantries once more.

"Good afternoon Tom, it's lovely to have you here, thank you for coming down."

"No problem."

----time skip----

The interview went smoothly enough, but the whole time you couldn't take your eyes off him. It's not like you needed to, however it was like your eyes were superglued to his immaculate face. You hope he didn't notice it, but you were sure he did. You didn't want to be like all the other desperate single girls who happened to get the chance to meet him, you wanted to be kind and show your adoration in a way that wasn't drooling over him. Tom didn't know it, but his films had helped you through the darkest of times. When you broke up with a previous boyfriend/girlfriend, he was there in the form of Robert Laing, Thomas Sharpe, Loki, Jonathan Pine and more. When you had panic attacks in the middle of the night for no reason, you watched James Conrad and Captain Nicholls save the day. He held a very important place in your heart. It may sound creepy, but you really did adore him.

"Hey, y/n? Is everything alright?" You hear a voice coming from your right, it was Tom's. You had been standing outside the company building behind the wall where most people had a smoke during their breaks. You couldn't stand to see anyone while you looked a mess, especially your idol, so you quickly dried your eyes and tried to remain positive as you talked.

"Umm, yeah I'm fine, just came out here for some air I should probably get back." Your words ended up one as you finished your sentence and started walking back to the front desk.