Paring: Tom Hiddleston x reader
Warnings: Mentions of murder, but mostly fluff
Summary: You get home from work. annoyed and tired, when Tom helps you out.
Note: I myself have a headache right now so I thought this very appropriate. English is not my first language, so sorry for any mistakes. I would love feedback.
“I’m done. I’m done I’m done I am done.” You whispered to yourself as you walked into your house. Tom who was sitting in the kitchen, working, had heard you, and walked out to see if you were okay. He smiled when he saw you. Every day your beauty stunned him, and he couldn’t believe that he had finally found someone who loved him for him, not for his fame.