we all know how “clingy” tom can be, especially when he’s been away from those he loves the most for too long…
sometimes it would last for a few days, even after he had been home for a minute.
this was your favorite tom; when he wanted to be comfortable again, savoring feeling soft and warm.
sometimes you liked to sleep in, while he would get up early to go play golf or to the gym. when you would finally awake, you’d find him slumped on his grey sectional couch, wrapped up in a fluffy blanket, watching reruns of some tv show.
you’d quietly make some tea, before padding over to the back of the couch where his curls just barely brushed over the top, still slightly damp from a shower.
his head would turn over to look up at you, and you smiled at how cozy he looked. he would reach his arm out, hoping to brush his hand against your arm. his eyes were a bit droopy as he requested,
“can we cuddle?”
and your heart would implode into a little million pieces, how could you say no?
you walked around to the front of the couch, bringing your legs up beside you as you sat next to him. he shifted over slightly, opening up an end of the blanket to welcome you next to him.
the roles changed depending on where you were and how tired one of you was; on the couch, you were almost always the big spoon.
and you didn’t mind at all, because you knew how he liked to rest his head on your shoulder or beneath your chin, on your chest with his arm wrapped around your waist.
and when he was really tired, you’d lull him to sleep by threading your fingers into his hair, brushing it back off his forehead.
he’d sigh in content, feeling warm and comforted by the rhythm of your heart beat, your chest rising and falling against his ear. his voice was quiet and tried,
“wish we could stay like this forever.”
you held him close as his freshly showered scent filled you up, allowing you to relax into the cushions of the couch.
Thanos, a philosophy and economics double major who thinks once you eat a plant it will never grow back: i have to slaughter half the universe’s population with the infinity stones, so that no one ever runs out of resources and starves
Thor, a phys ed and linguistics major with a minor in women’s studies, taking a sip of his strawberry protein shake: can’t you just use the infinity stones to create more resources tho?
