Tom Hiddleston Imagines ✔

Conrad(Comfort)

A/n: my favorite band is disbanding in like 2 or hopefully more months and i am crying while writing this. Fuck.

3rd person's POV:
There you were. Staring at your phone, tears dropping as there the words lay.

"Breath of love. The last piece"your breath was ragged as you dropped to the floor.

Your favorite band was disbanding. 7 years down the drain. God, your tears didn't stop. You only attended one concert, yet it fell all on broken pieces of your heart.

You knew it wasn't the last of them, but it was, together. They were going their separate ways. Away from each other, your heart ached at that thought.

For 6 years, you have seen them always together. Laughing, through ups and downs, but now, they'll be doing that by themselves.

You sat down the sofa and turned on your t.v. as you pressed youtube.

"Crying hours. Now"you announced to yourself as you pressed on a video of funny compilations.

It was supposed to be funny. You were supposed to be laughing. But there you were, tissues all over the sofa, your blanket tightly wrapped around you as you hugged the pillow that had their faces on it with your lightstick in hand, crying silently, a few sniffles here and there.

The laughs that came from the t.v. and your soft sobs echoed the poorly lit apartment. James wasn't there since he had attended their reunion and you decided to be left behind, not really feeling it.

Instead here you were, crying to the t.v. "Fuck the damn management"you cursed as you narrowrd your puffy red eyes at the show, their faces were blurry as you really couldn't talk by how much you were almost hyperventilating.

You looked ridiculous but you couldn't care less. You wanted to do somethung about the disbandment but you were just another fangirl.

You were lucky to attend a concert but you would have given anything just to see them together again. You sobbed as you remembered how you first knew them.

They were having their 2nd year comeback and you were a curious little flower that looked from shop to shop til you heard music and followed it in a shop that had the band in it.

They had almost finished performing and you couldn't helo but smile in adoration and you decided then and there. I'll support you

But, all good things had an end. Sadly.

James came home to the apartment dimly lit and sounds and sobs reached his ears and he sprinted and found you, crying at the song and he smiled, relieved you were fine.

"Darling, why are you upset?"his silky voice met your ears and you almost jump at him as you wrap your arms around his neck, new tears cascaded its way to your cheeks onto his shirt, wetting it as he shushed you and carried you back to the sofa.

He saw what you were watching and looked at the sofa. Tissues, your favourite pillow, and the lightsick.

"What's wrong?"he asked again and you sobbed more. "They're disbanding"you managed to choke out

He sighed and positioned you in a way that you were sitting in his lap. You felt warm and small as james engulfed you in a hug again, kissing your temple as you cried about missing them as a group.

He knew how you loved this group wouldn't want you crying about them, but you already wete so all he could do now was to kiss and hug the pain away. He did all he could.

He lulled you into sleep as you cried and eventually, slept. He took your tear-stained self in the bedroom as you were sleeping soundly and cleaned up the mess you made in the living room and turned off the t.v.

He smiled as he took a quick bath and changed his clothes so he too, could sleep beside you. "James?"your small voice called out and as he closed the door into the bedroom he immediately laid beside you, hugging you and you laid your head against his chest.

"I love you. Thank you"you murmur but enough for him to hear.

"I love you. You're always welcome, love"he smiled and kissed your temple and you both drifted off to the dreamy seas