A/N: My very first go at writing Tom so be gentle with me. I got a few more drabble ideas so this will not be the last you see of him on my blog and I might also do a one shot or two or… in the future :)
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Usually Tom loved premieres. He loved meeting the fans and engaging with people.He even enjoyed talking to the reporters, making a point of remembering as many of their names as possible. Tom had found kindness made his job a lot easier. Not that he had to try hard, Tom was simply just himself. Putting on a fake facade took up too much energy he found early on.
Even if Tom wasn’t fake he was still a private man. He knew you had been seen with him around New York earlier today and he knew there was going to be questions. Questions Tom were ready for but he also knew you weren’t. He had tried convincing you to join him tonight, but he had respected your decision not to. Fame was part of his life, not yours. You both knew you were going to be thrown in head first sooner or later as you were both very serious about each other but tonight was just not the night.
Tom had gotten through most of the reporters without anyone bringing up the paparazzi pictures that were already floating the internet and he was just starting to think he was going get home free, when a female journalist call attention to the fact that he was alone.
“So Tom we thought you’d might be bringing a special someone with you tonight?” she asked flashing him a smile, and Tom couldn’t help but blush a little and laugh with her choice of words.
“Sorry,” Tom smiled at her, “there is a special someone but she is working tonight.”
“Oh yeah on a Thursday evening?” the reporter pushed with a smile which Tom didn’t hesitate to return.
“Yes grating papers. She’s a teacher,” Tom answered still smiling, finding he loved being able to share just a little bit about you with the world. He couldn’t wait until the moment came where you were finally gonna let him show you off.
“Does this special someone have a name?” the reporter kept pushing just as Tom’s assistant rested a hand on his arm letting him know it was time to move inside.
“Y/N.” Tom smiled as he backed up, “and that is all you are getting for tonight.”
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You were sitting in front of your laptop with a huge goofy grin on your face. You were supposed to be working but you hadn’t been able to refrain from clicking on the livestream of Tom’s premiere. The smile on his face when he spoke your name were instantly mirrored on yours and you slightly regretted you weren’t there with him tonight.
“Next time,” you promised yourself as you closed your laptop, beginning to count the minutes until your boyfriend would be back at the hotel with you.
Okay so there is no escaping this. I feel into a Hiddles hole today and I decided it might be fun to try and write a bit for him aswell.
As always I am a SPN blog first and foremost but Tom will just have to share the love with Chris (Evans) and Kit (Harington) who I also write for on occasion.
If you would like to be tagged in what will start as a few Tom drabbles/blurbs and maybe later a one shot or two ;) I started a taglist for him at the bottom of this doc. Feel free to jump on it if you feel like it.
Tagging a few that might be interested or who wanna boost this: @mamapeterson @blacktithe7 @chaos-and-the-calm67 @percywinchester27 @little-red-83 @feelmyroarrrr @emilyevanston @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester okay I got no idea here lol
