You make a Tiktok’s about Tom’s PS4 while Tom is playing a game on his PS4.
THE TIKTOK: https://vm.tiktok.com/J1fgM1J/
Warnings: Just fluff!!
A/N: Tiktok imagines are my favourite! Watch the video before reading!!!
“Come on Tom, can we please do something?” You nagged at your boyfriend for what seemed like the twentieth time and little to your surprise, he told you ‘just a minute’. It’s been forty minutes. You mumbled something under your breath before rolling your eyes.
Refreshing your Tiktok for you page for the tenth time, a video of a cute couple came up. It was on the song “Im all about him, him, him, him, him and he’s all about me, me, me, me.” but the song was a parody. You instantly got an idea.
Jumping up from your comfortable position on the couch, you crawl on the floor to be careful not to stand in front of Tom’s game. Something you learned not to do after he yelled at you, then apologized. You propped your phone against the PS4 and set the timer for the video on ten seconds.
You shimmy under Tom’s arms which were pointed towards the game, and sit on his lap which was something you always did. Tom heard the timer, “What are you doing, love— Harrison! The bloody sniper was on the ground you div!”. “Nothing” You grin before looking at the camera.
Tapping on Tom’s shoulder as if to tell him to try and look at your phone, the song starts and he looks between the game and your phone. “Cause I’m all about him, him, him, him, him.” It starts and you sing, pointing at Tom. He looks at you for a second, smiling and giving you a kiss.
He hears the song say, “And he’s all about....”. He points to you while focusing on the game but gets confused when the sound stops, hearing you force yourself to not laugh. “His stupid PS4.” You say with the sound, making him shake his head at you. You burst into fits of laughter and get off of him to save the Tiktok to your drafts, not noticing Tom tell his mates that he was gonna go.
A squeal leaves your lips once Tom surprises you by lifting you up to carry you bridal style to your bedroom. He throws you on the bed playfully before flopping on top of you. “I’m sorry love, I didn’t mean to play for so long. I promise.” Tom pouts and does his puppy dog eyes, which you can’t resist. His head rests on your upper chest and you run your hands through his hair, “Don’t worry Tommy, I know you love me more than your ‘stupid PS4’ anyways.”.
“Gonna give me a bloody headache.” Tom mumbles under his breath and you laugh.
