What is Love? || Tom Hiddleston (Completed)

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙭𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣

There's smut 👀

And the reader is like... self conscious about why Tom chose her.

Y/n's pov

*A couple months later*

I was walking through the house, with Loki following me.

He meowed.

"What?" I asked him.

He meowed again.

I giggled then I grabbed my phone, taking a photo of him.

He stood up on his hind legs.

I smiled and I took the picture.

I sent the photo to Kara.

"You're so cute." I said then I pet him.

I went over to the couch, and I sat down, Loki jumping up on it shortly after.

I saw him lay down next to me out of the corner of my eye so my hand went over to him and I pet him.

I looked to the corner of the room, seeing Bear sleeping on his little bed.

I smiled at him as I mentally said 'Aww.'

Then Tom came out of our room, in his pajamas and he yawned.

"How did you sleep babe?" I asked, smirking at him.

He smiled.

"Like a baby."

"I highly doubt that." I giggled.

"Why?"

"Because you are a baby." I laughed.

He smiled.

"I love you."

"When?"

"Oh you ass." I giggled as my leg started bouncing up and down.

"I'm no ass, I'm just simply... saying what's right."

I rolled my eyes "Tom your Loki is showing."
(WHERE?!)

He chuckled softly, I'm not surprised he did just wake up.

"Hey Tom?" I asked softly.

"Yes?" He asked, walking over to me.

"I have a question." I asked.

"Yes?" He asked as he sat down.

"I don't mean to be well... rude or anything but, why me?" I asked.

His eyebrows furrowed, thinking of an answer.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"There are plenty of other women in the world... and you chose.. me." I said softly.