100 story challenge (Tom Hiddleston imagines) *edited*

Stocking (Tom & A Little Spice)

A/N: Obviously it's not Christmas, but hey ho ho ho. This is a Tom chapter I just thought the picture was really funny and appropriate because it's Christmassy. This is also a daddy Hiddleston chapter so enjoy.

"Mummy! Daddy! Wake up it's Christmas!!!" Rose yells eagerly as she continues to bounce up and down between Tom and me. Not that I don't like getting greeted by my overly excitable daughter at... 7:08 am! Whelp no lie in for me then.

I turn around to the centre of the bed, Tom's still trying to get a hold of himself as Rose jumps around.

"Merry Christmas sweetheart," I say very groggily. Rose leaps into a tight hug and kisses my cheek as I rub her back.

"Merry Christmas mummy," she hums back releasing me from her grasp and falling onto Tom's chest.

I rest my hand on her back again and kiss Tom's cheek, I saw Rose blush and bury her head deeper into her father's neck.

"Sweetie why don't you go and get your stocking, so mummy and I can wake up properly," Tom whispers. Rose nods eagerly and runs out of the room. Tom instantly grabs my waist, pulls us closer together and gives me a passionate kiss.

"Mmm good morning to you too," I moan into his kiss. Tom quickly darts his tongue in and battles mine for dominance, a game he will always win. We pull away to breathe, but he starts kissing my neck and reaching behind him in the draw of his bedside table for something.

"Merry Christmas darling," he holds out the small package and I take it with a confused expression.

"What's thi-"

We were interrupted by the pattering of feet on the wooden floor and Rose joining us back on the bed with her, full to the top, bag of sweets and smaller gifts.

"Look mummy!" She says gleefully at the large amount of sweets. I told Tom that he shouldn't buy so many sweets because it will end in an uncontrollable sugar high, and then probably spending half the night consoling Rose after throwing up the contents of what she ate earlier that day, but he still said, 'she'll be fine. It's only for one day a year.' I did eventually agree to it, but I have also forced him to be on duty when that moment arrives.

"Wow Father Christmas has certainly given you a lot of sweets," I look over to Tom who gives me his 'sorry' look, "don't eat too many sweets today. I know it's Christmas, but you know what happens after one of your sugar highs."

Rose sighs and grumbles a yes. She looks a little sad but doesn't let it affect her. "What's that mummy?" She says pointing to the small gift Tom handed me.

"I don't know, daddy gave it to me so it could be anything." I look back at Tom and he laughs a little.

"Why don't you look in your stocking Rosie," he smiles, and Rose instantly flips her stocking over so that the contents of it goes all over the bed.

----time skip----

The presents had been opened and I don't think I have seen Rose that excited since her birthday trip to the zoo. She got lots of presents from the Marvel cast, and other celebrities Tom has worked with. There were also present from family and old friends, and some from the both of us. She is certainly lucky to have what she has, and we were glad that she understood that at such a young age. From her time spent with her dad, watching him work for charities like UNICEF allowed her to see how privileged she was.

Tom and I also got quite a few small gifts for family, friends, and celebrities, but Rose was obviously the focus. We didn't care what we got because we already had enough.

We had eaten breakfast too and Rose was playing happily in the living room with some of her new toys.

Tom watched over her while she was playing, and I was preparing some of the dinner. I heard footsteps walking over to me and I felt two large hands grip my waist and spin me around.

"You still haven't opened your last present." Tom growled in my ear as he nipped up and down my neck and shoulder.

"Is it that important that can't wait a few more hours," I say breathlessly in delight when he reached that sweet spot of my neck.

"It can wait, but I would rather see your reaction now... before we use them later tonight." He moves up to my lips and presses soft kisses on and around them.

"I don't think we'll get anywhere tonight if Rosie eats all those sweets," I say a-matter-of-frankly.

"I'll make sure she doesn't eat too much, just open that present," he whines. I nod and he goes to the bedroom where the neatly wrapped box is laying on the bed. He comes back down, placing the present on the counter and grabs me by the waist again.

I awkwardly move over to the box and start to unwrap it, quickly noticing the elasticated fabric.

"Stockings?" I giggle and he nuzzles his head further into my neck. I open the package fully, taking out the clothing and dumping the packaging in the rubbish.

"I wanted my stocking to be full of sweet, sweet candy when I unwrap it," he says smoothly. He starts attacking my neck again, moving his hands up and down my frame. "God, I love you," he moans.

"Mmm I love you too, but you can't have your pudding early, I have food to make and you have a daughter who needs to be looked after so she doesn't have a sugar high."

Tom groans and tries to turn himself off while walking back into the living room where Rose was obviously sneaking her sweets.

A/N: sorry for not really updating lately, I've lost my mojo a little but I am still going on this, I just want you guys to have a few chapters to read at a time, instead of just one because they are just random stories. ❤