Hiddleston- Couch Cuddles
It was one of those rare times Tom was home and you were both taking it slow. He was home for the rest of the month; you had time. You were lying on the couch in your sleep shorts and a tank top, watching your favorite TV show. Tom was in the shower.
It was harder than you both had imagined; Tom being away for work most of the time now being an international celebrity and you were stuck at home with only FaceTime. You missed Tom and Tom missed you and you knew he feared you would feel bitter towards his absence eventually. He had revealed this during one of your FaceTime dates and you both had logged off, angry and in tears. That had been the worst fight between the two of you.
A week later, you had taken the initiative to fly out to Australia where Tom had been shooting at the time and surprised him. With the help of Chris and Elsa, of course. Upon seeing you, Tom had sprinted for you dressed in full Loki regalia and hadn’t let go. He apologized for being an idiot, you had apologized for losing your temper and you both had spent the week in each other’s arms.
It had been a lovely affirmation of your love for each other.
Now you were slowly drifting off to sleep in your home. Tom came out of the shower, wearing only sweatpants and rubbing his hair with a towel. Spying you on the couch, he tossed the towel into the laundry room and moved to climb on top of you.
Your legs parted to accept him and he collapsed on top of you, his hands cupping your sides and his head resting on your chest.
Tom hummed happily. “I’ve missed this,” he sighed.
You smiled sleepily at him and stroked your hand through his curls. He sighed and moved his head to place lazy kisses across your collarbone. You pressed kisses to his forehead, still massaging his head with your fingers.
“I love you,” you sighed.
Tom’s hands tightened on your ribs and his breath huffed against your neck. He breathed in your scent and then whispered in your ear. “Will you marry me?”
Your heart jumped in your chest at his words. A part of you almost didn’t believe it. You pulled back your head to look at him and he was watching you with sincere eyes.
He was serious!
Your tongue tied, and so you could only nod. Tom’s expression brightened, but he said, “I’m going to need verbal confirmation, love.”
“Yes!” you force out in a gasp. “Yes, yes, yes, yes!” You fling yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him.