I JUST SAW THE TRAILER AND WTF LOKI LOKI!!! AND VISION? AND THEN PETER FUCKING PARKER?
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It was quiet at first but as soon as he walked in, the room got erupted with laughers. He was the source of everybody's happiness, including yours. In the corner of the room, you couldn't help but stare at Tom, he was the definition of perfection and everything you've ever wanted. Your eyes would follow his actions, following him around the room, your elbows on your knees, face rested on your palms. A frown found its way onto your face when he walked out of the room.
"Y/n, time for the interview!" Your assistant called out from the door, poking her head through the small gap.
"Be right there!" You yelled over the sound of laughter from everybody in the room. You went to mirror that was hung on the wall, seeing if there was anything on your face. When you couldn't find anything out of place, you walked out of the door and into the other room where Tom was already there, a small microphone attached to his button up.
You guys were live on YouTube as you guys answered some questioned about the new movie. After you guys were done, the interviewer told you that you guys would be playing a so called 'game' called Truth or Truth and there was no way for you two to escape the interview because the agents have already signed the two of you for the 'game'.
"Truth, obviously." Tom joked, smiling at the end, causing you to laugh a little.
"Okay so just like always, there's this question in most games like this, crushing on anybody?" The interviewer asked.
"Uh," Tom laughed nervously, rubbing his hands against his thighs, blowing wind out of his mouth. At that moment your eyes widened a bit, just a little. You feared the answer but you had to learn to accept and live with it, he can like anybody he wanted. "Yes, but I can't tell you who. Not right now, maybe when I got her to be my girlfriend, which I hope I do because it would be very bad if she doesn't like me back, I will be very devastated." He pouted a little, looking down before a small blush crept onto his face when he thought about you and him being together, but you didn't know that.
"Do I know this girl?" You asked, trying to sound playful as you punched his arm lightly.
"Very well actually." Tom lightly punched you back.
"Alright, Y/n your turn, truth or truth?" The interview asked as she shifted on her seat.
"I don't know, which one should I pick?" You put your finger in your chin, pretending to think, "what do you think Thomas?"
"I think truth would be good," he nodded, sending you a smile, his lips pressed into a thin line.
"Yeah, I think so too," the interviewer said, "so Y/n, you're a celebrity you've probably heard of Larry Stylinson." She said, looking at you as you nodded your head, trying to hide your grin. (Larry is Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson names together but you probably know that already ;) )
"I ship them." You said before the interviewer even finished her question. "Sorry," you sent her an innocent grin.
"It's okay, I ship them too, they're very cute." She said in her thick British accent. "What about you Tom?"
"Nah I don't think it's real," he joked, "It's obviously fake, obviously. Uh no, for the past 4 months, Y/n have finally convinced me to ship them." Tom nodded, grinning.
