Shall you have my heart?

A Hiddlesworth Fanfiction

Chapter Two

When Tom had finally made it downstairs, he saw that Chris was already seated across from his mother sipping the tea she had made. Tom stood shyly in the doorway, resting his hand against the door frame as he admired Chris. The man was simply perfect. Handsome and very beautiful in Tom's eyes. He watched as the man continued to exchange words with his mother, allowing Tom some time to once again take in his features. From his shoulder length blond hair that fell ever so perfect onto his face and neck, to his beautiful blue eyes that seemed to look right through him. He snapped out of his daydreaming once again as he saw Chris turn to look at him. "Tom come, sit down!" He heard him say as he motioned him over, Tom shyly stood there for a moment more before slowly making his way across the kitchen. Making sure to hold onto the cloth Chris had given him as he finally sat down at the table. He saw Chris smile at him before his mother poured him a cup of tea "There you are sweetheart" Tom looked up before placing Chris's cloth on his lap and wrapping his fingers around the tea cup. He could feel the warmth of it against his fingers and he smiled "Thank you mother" He loved a good cup of tea, he stared into the brown liquid before he took a small sip. It was hot and burned his tongue a bit but overall delicious, he hesitantly looked up from his cup to eye the tray of crumpets. He wanted one, however he didn't like reaching across the table for them and he considered asking his guest to do it would be rude. Tom slowly got up and walked around the table so he get to the crumpets, though he felt a bit nervous as he sensed Chris's eyes on him. He quickly grabbed a napkin and piled four crumpets on it before he returned to his seat. He took another sip of his tea and slowly brought one of the crumpets up to his lips before he heard Chris "You know mate you could of just asked me to pass you some crumpets" Tom ended up dropped his crumpet in surprise and watched it fall into his tea causing a minor splash to happen. Tom flushed with embarrassment as he tried to fetch the now soaked crumpet out of his teacup but after a few failed attempts, he gave a sigh of defeat. Though at least Chris got some amusement out of watching him try to fish for his crumpet "Here let me try" He watched as Chris grabbed a spoon and successfully got the crumpet out of the teacup, though no surprise it was soaked. Tom eyed it, briefly wondering what a tea soaked crumpet would taste like before he saw Chris bring the spoon up to his lips "Let me know how it tastes" He heard the other joke as he went to grab the spoon but had it pulled away from his touch "I'm so sorry that's not how the game works" Chris announced as he eyed a confused Tom "Game?" He watched the other nod and bring the spoon back up to his lips, though Tom was still unsure if Chris was joking or being serious. He none the less hesitatingly opened his mouth and allowed Chris to feed him the crumpet, though he could hear the amused giggles by his mother. He blushed furiously as he felt the soaked crumpet on his tongue, it tasted bittersweet from being in the tea and the texture was needless to say strange. Though his face must of shown the interesting to say the least, flavor of the crumpet before he heard Chris give another amused laugh and place his hand on his shoulder "I'm guessing it doesn't taste all that good Tom?" Tom himself felt like glaring a bit at Chris for feeding him the crumpet but instead he slowly nodded his head and drank down a sip of tea hopefully making the crumpet go down.

Tom coughed a bit before he cleared his throat and stuck his tongue out for a brief moment "It was an interesting taste, though not my favorite" He admitted as he went to bite a dry crumpet, making sure to savor the flavor in case this one also fell in his teacup. He watched Chris take a crumpet and bite into it before speaking "I must admit I like my food dry for the most part" Tom smiled a bit at Chris's joke before he turned his attention to his mother who was wiping her hands on her apron. "Thomas" Tom took another bite of his crumpet before he answered her "Yes mother?" He asked though with a slight concerned tone, fearing it might have something to do with his father " wants to talk to you" Tom slightly jumped and his eyes widened a bit, having his fears realized. His father wanted to talk to him? That was never a good thing, Tom curled his fingers into fists and nervously eyed his mother "Right now?" He questioned, biting his lip afterwards. His father talks usually left him in a rather angry or saddened state which often made him isolate himself away from the world, at least for a brief moment "Yes Thomas right now" He jumped as he heard the sound of his father's harsh voice behind him and slowly wrapped his fingers around his chair and turned around to face him. Tom eyed him with slight fear, noticing he was standing in the doorway that led down the hall to his office. A place Tom had grown to hate throughout the years. He continued examing his father and noticed his fingers wrapped tightly around the book he was holding and a frown spread across his face as he saw his father glance at Chris "And who's this chap?" He his father questioned as he eyed Chris more, causing Tom to feel scared for just a brief moment before his mother answered "This is Chris Hemsworth, he's a solider from Australia. He says Thomas got into a bit of a row with someone from the Pub, luckily this brave young man was there to save him" His mother explained as she gestured to Chris who had just gotten up to shake his father's hand "Hello Sir" He heard Chris begin "It's an honor to meet the man who raised such an outstanding son" He watched as his father looked Chris over but didn't say a word until his eyes glanced over at Tom "Are you married Chris?" Tom held his breath in fear, he knew what his father thought of him not being married but what about someone else? He saw Chris drop his father's hand and look him in the eye, something that caused Tom to shiver. Tom observed Chris's straight figure and admired him for being so brave, he himself had his moments but nothing could compare to the bravery he saw in Chris. "No Sir, I was due to be engaged but got drafted instead" He heard Chris explain once more as he saw his father give him a strange look "And what happened of your soon to be?" Tom shivered again catching the harsh concern in his father's voice, though Chris didn't seem to back down "She is now married to another" He heard his father give a huff "Do you not find it strange that a man your age has not been married? Much less at least engaged?" He saw Chris look back to glance at him, those blue eyes studying him before Tom saw him smile and turn back to his father "I do not believe one should be engaged because their family forces you to do so against the wishes of your heart" Tom watched his father's eyes turn col the scowl growing bigger "The wishes of your heart ?" His father asked, sending a shiver down Tom's spine before he looked around the room. His mother was by the sink watching the conversation between Chris and his father with wide eyes. Tom knew his father was not one to back down either and often didn't favor someone arguing with him. The main reason Tom was so shy is because of the days he talked to his father. He knew not to argue with ones parents, though he often wished he had the bravery to speak what he wanted unfortunately his lips always seemed to be shut tight in fear. Chris however continued arguing "Yes the wishes of my heart Sir. I want to marry for love. Nothing less than that is what I desire" He heard his father give yet another huff as he walked past Chris and stood in front of Tom, who shivered slightly. He looked over at Chris who seemed to be unhappy at the moment before he slowly rose up from his chair. "F-Father" He stated before he quickly looked down, unable to meet the eyes that were glaring down at him "I was going to speak to you in private Thomas, however your little bluke over there changed my mind" Tom bit his lip as he glanced up slightly to look past his father and at Chris once more. He appeared to still have an angry face on and his hands were now balled into fists, Tom could see the daggers in his eyes as they were focused on his father. Tom gave a quiet sigh and focused his attention back to the ground, staring at his father's shoes before he spoke once more "Thomas our family is getting greatly concerned about your status of engagement, I suggest you find a lovely girl and propose marriage before more concern comes about" When Tom didn't answer him he heard his father speak louder as he laid a hand on Tom's shoulder causing him to tip back a little "Understood?" Tom nervously nodded his head "Y-Yes sir"

He saw his father give a smile and watched as he exited the room without another word. He could feel his heart sink and focused his attention to the ground before he felt someone grip his arm, causing him to jump in surprise. "Tom" He heard the concerned voice of Chris as he turned to face him and shivered upon seeing his angry face. Tom bit his lip and took a moment to examine Chris with his eyes, he could understand the fact that his father was the one who made him angry but he was more fearful of the fact that Chris might not want to stay around him knowing he had a father like that. He shivered once more before he opened his mouth to speak "Y-Yes Chris?" He looked to side to avoid eye contact with him and noticed his mother wasn't around causing him to frown slightly. He noticed his mother often disappeared when he had talks with his father. He could hear the sound of Chris's breathing before Tom felt him grip his jaw, feeling as Chris turned his head towards him. He widened his eyes in fear as he wrapped his fingers around Chris's wrist, stunned silent as he stared at him with those wide eyes "P-Please don't hurt me!" Tom begged as he watched Chris's expression turn from angry to sad "I would never hurt you" He heard the other whisper as he felt him loosened his grip on his jaw before he noted Chris looking at him with a more concerned face "That man raised you?" He heard Chris question as he gave him an odd look "Yes?" He said unsure of how to answer, his father had raised him but why would Chris ask that? He glanced at him before he felt him let go of his jaw and take a step closer. Tom began feeling nervous and started to hear his heartbeat in his chest as he slowly brought his hand into his pocket and felt the soft fabric of Chris's cloth within it "Than how are you so very sweet Thomas?" Chris's question caught him off guard as he took a step back and looked at him with concerned eyes "W-What do you mean?" He could feel his heart beating faster as Chris took another step forward causing Tom to take a step back and ended up backing up into the wall. He glanced at the floor as his breathing began getting heavy. He could hear Chris's steps getting closer until they stopped right in front of him. Tom took a deep breath and slowly raised his head up to meet Chris's blue eyes. He swallowed hard and searched Chris's eyes for any sign of hatred for him but he found none. He began biting his lip as he heard him speak once more "I mean how could a man that is so blind to his own son's feelings and who so selfishly tries to drive his son to his will, would end raising a son so sweet" Tom held his breath and felt a blush appear across his face as Chris leaned down and placed his arms against the wall, keeping Tom from leaving "You would think a man such as that would raise his son to be rather absent hearted yet here you are" He blushed more as Chris leaned down closer to him, allowing their noses to touch briefly "So kind, shy and wholehearted. Why?" Tom bit his lip, feeling rather hot as he glanced away from Chris for a moment. He had barely known the man for a day yet he was making him feel so affectionate. Tom cleared his throat and glanced down at his feet "I...I do not know. I-It's just how I am" He admitted shyly as he glanced up at Chris who seemed to have a blank expression on his face. "A-Are you mad?" Tom questioned him beginning to feel increasingly nervous, why was Chris was so interested in that? He snapped out of his daydreaming as he heard him speak "Why would I be mad Thomas?" Tom raised his eyebrow taking a note of how Chris had spoken his full name twice now, but quickly shrugged it off as he continued to stare at the ground. He took a deep breath and began playing with his fingers in a nervous manner "M-My father, I saw how...angry you looked when he...was talking to you and what he said" He took another breath and looked up at Chris "I apologize if he offended you in any manner. I do not know how I can ever make it up to yo-" "Dinner" Tom flinched back in surprise and ended up hitting his head against the wall as he let out a yelp, his cuts now stinging once again from the sudden action as he held his sore head.

"Thomas are you okay?" He heard Chris ask before he felt his muscular arms wrap around him and examining his head, an action which caused Tom to blush furiously "I..I..Umm yes I'm fine, t-thank y-you umm..." Tom lowered his head, feeling the heat from his cheeks grow cooler as Chris's arms unwrapped from him "W-Why do you want dinner with me?" He questioned Chris as he once again began playing with his fingers, not having the courage to look at Chris for the moment "You seem like a charming young man and I lack many friends around here" Tom slowly looked back up at Chris "Y-You don't have any friends?" He watched as Chris gave him a nod before he glanced to the side in thought "Why?" He found Chris to be very handsome and kind, who wouldn't want to befriend him? He heard Chris give a sigh causing Tom to turn his attention back to him as he seemed to wear a sad expression "They don't seem to be very accepting of me" Tom stood there in shock for a moment before he looked Chris over, his eyes and facial expression showed sadness and a hint of something else Tom couldn't quite put his finger on but reminded him of how he always hid who his affections belonged to. Tom once again snapped out of his daydreaming and cleared his throat "W-What do you mean not accepting?" He questioned shyly hoping the other didn't find him nosey. The last thing he wanted was to invade Chris's privacy and force him to talk about something he wasn't comfortable with. It reminded too much of his father who had always pushed him to do what he wanted, not even considering that he might want something else. Tom held his breath as he heard Chris answer "My ways of affection seem to offend them" Tom felt his eyes widen as a spark of hope went through him, perhaps Chris had the same affections as him? Tom quickly took another breath to calm down, seeing Chris eye him before he cleared his throat and glanced at the floor "Well..." Tom nervously shifted his foot around before he glanced back up at Chris "I accept you for who you are. Whether your affections are ones that offend most or not offend at all" He could feel the butterflies in his stomach as he saw Chris form a smile across his face before he gently took Tom's hand and brought it up to his lips. He stood there stunned, unable to even breath as he felt those soft lips against the knuckles of his hands causing him to shiver a bit. He saw Chris slowly open his eyes as he pulled his lips away leaving Tom standing there there breathless for a moment. He blinked a couple times, trying to possess why Chris would do such a thing. If anyone else saw that it would cause great concern as his father always said, however to Tom's surprise he didn't really care about any of that for the moment. All he seemed to care about right now was Chris, and what he just did. He could feel his heartbeat in his chest again before that familiar yet strange tingle feeling moved throughout his body and straight to the hand Chris was still holding. He could hear silence all around them before Chris took a breath "I appreciate how you are so very accepting Thomas, though I expect nothing less from a gentlemen so kind" Tom looked down once again as he felt his cheeks flush "T-Thank you" He shyly stuttered before he glanced back at Chris who was smiling "I shall see you for dinner than?" Tom slightly flinched as he felt his heart begin to race "U-Umm dinner where?" He questioned before he glanced down again unable to look Chris in the eye, his cheeks beginning to get redder "I am staying in a house that a farming family generously offered me. I am alone there and would be honored if you granted me your presence for even a short spell" Tom could feel Chris brush his fingers across his hand once more before he glanced back up "I..I would be honored to spend my time with you for I could not think of a better way to spend it" Tom admitted as he saw Chris smile, a sight that caused his heart to increase more before he felt those soft lips against his knuckles once more "Than I shall see you tomorrow yes?" Tom couldn't seem to find his voice, his heart continued to beat wildly in his chest as felt butterflies form in his stomach. He took a swallow, seeing Chris eye him once more before he nodded his head "Y-Yes tomorrow" He saw Chris's smile grow wide before he finally released his hand as he turned and walked out of the kitchen, Tom quickly following behind him "I shall send a carriage" Tom nodded his head and couldn't help but smile as Chris opened the door.

He tilted his head as he saw how dark it was and briefly wondered about Chris's well being until he heard him speak "Until than" He saw Chris step out before he turned back to him "Good night Thomas" His face flushed once more before he shifted his feet nervously "Good night" He shyly muttered before he saw Chris close the door, allowing him to stand there frozen for a moment. He couldn't believe the affection he was already feeling for the man, he found him amazing and he would be spending even more time with him tomorrow. He let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding and prayed this wasn't a dream as he felt his cheeks finally cool. He slowly reached into his pocket and pulled out the cloth Chris had given him and gently ran his thumb over it once more. He took another breath and slowly made his way upstairs and entered into his bedroom, closing the door as he felt the strange tingle go through him again. He slowly walked over to his bed and sat down with thoughts of Chris on his mind "He is such an amazing man" Tom whispered out loud to himself before he let himself fall onto the bed, his eyes focused on the ceiling in his dark room as he brought the cloth up to his chest and cradled it. He slowly shut his eyes, thinking about the events that happened today. It was all so overwhelming. From the moment he saw Chris to the events in the Pub. Tom took another deep breath and let it out. He had his hopes that even if he acted like a completely nut in front of Chris today, that the man admired him too. At least in some way. He brought the cloth up to his nose and inhaled the scent. It smelled like lavender with a mixture of some other scent Tom couldn't quite put his finger on. He slowly rolled onto his side, not bothering to change into his sleep clothes before he slowly shut his eyes. He could picture Chris. His perfect blond hair and those blue eyes. His beautiful tan skin and that charming smiling. He slightly stirred beginning to slowly drift into sleep, loosening his grip on Chris's cloth before snuggled into his pillow.

He was standing in his someone's bedroom, Chris's cloth held tightly in his hand before he glanced around as if he was looking for someone. He noticed he was in his bare form, as he continued to look around but saw nothing. Normally he would be ashamed of his naked form however he felt content as warm muscular arms wrapped around him 'Thomas' He heard someone whisper into his ear, causing him to give a moan before he leaned his head against their shoulder 'Chris I missed you' Tom said as he reached up to stroke his fingers along Chris's cheek before he felt his strong hands roam all over his stomach causing him to shiver with delight. He felt one of the hands leave and lightly grip his jaw before he felt those soft lips against his causing him to moan and wraps his fingers into Chris's hair 'Open your mouth' He heard Chris whisper making him moan into the kiss as he opened his mouth, feeling Chris's warm wet tongue invade his mouth before they traveled down to his neck. Tom let out another moan as Chris's hand continue to travel down him stomach before he broke the kiss and whispered in his ear 'Let me take you Thomas' Tom gave a soft moan and rubbed his body against Chris's, whimpering pleads before he felt Chris's fingers wrap around his-

Tom shot his eyes open and almost fell off the bed. His breathing was heavy and his body covered in a cold layer of sweat, making his curls stick to his face. He was shivering just a bit as he reached up and ran his fingers through his hair, trying to catch his breath as he looked around his empty room. What would cause him to have such a dream? And about Chris no less. Yes he was attracted to the man but he usually was attracted by heart not by...other means. He placed his hand to his chest and noticed he still Chris's cloth and quickly dropped it as he inhaled a deep breath trying to clam his racing heart down. He slowly shifted his legs, pausing as he quickly released his dream had gotten him more excited than he thought. He blushed a furious red, feeling the cold sweat continue to drip off him as he thought of ways he could calm his uprising. He slowly got up and stumbled to walk across the room, he had never quite been in this situation before. He bit his lip to try and ignore the throbbing sensation of his appendage before he gathered up clothes and headed to the bathroom. He needed a cold bath. After which he was still shivering but at least he was granted the peace from the results of his dream. He quickly got dressed and headed downstairs to greet his mother as usual "Sweetheart" He heard his mother begin as she handed him a plate of food "Why did you gather water for your bath if you were not going to heat it up?" Tom nearly choked on his food, he hadn't thought his mother would notice that but than again she was the watchful eye of the house "...I..." Tom began trying to think of an explanation before there was a knock at the door and he silently thanked The Lord as he watched his mother walked over to the door "Hello Ma'am" Tom's ears perked up, he knew that voice anywhere. He slowly got up and walked over to the door, hearing his mother reply " please do come in, to what do we owe the visit?" Tom blushed furiously upon seeing Chris as his mind flashed back to his rather exciting dream "I am actually here to collect Thomas" He heard Chris speak as he shot his head back up and felt his heart begin to race. He did not tell his mother he was having dinner with Chris and quickly became nervous before he shifted his feet. It was not like him at all to keep something from his mother, he always ensured to tell her everything. Aside from his normally kept secret of course. He swallowed hard and turned his attention to the floor as he felt his mothers eyes on him "Thomas didn't say anything about this" He heard his mother speak before he hesitantly lifted his head back up "...I..." Well it seems no matter what he couldn't get out of any situation "...I suppose I was just...Still shocked over what happened yesterday it slipped my mind to tell you mother...I apologize" His voice sounded shakey as he glanced at the floor again, embarrassed that Chris heard all that. He could hear his mother give a small almost annoyed groan before she turned to Chris who spoke "I assure you he will be in the best of care" He heard his mother give a small sigh before he felt her gentle hand on his shoulder "Be back by nightfall sweetheart" Tom lifted his head up again and smiled as his mother ran a hand through his hair "I will mother" He said before he saw Chris head to the door "Let us go than shall we?" He heard Chris ask as he turned to his mother and gave her a small bow "Thank you ma'am" He said as Tom shyly walked over, feeling his heart skip a beat when Chris smiled at him.

Tom took a deep breath before he followed Chris out the door "I thought you said you would send a carriage?" Tom asked before he flinched back upon seeing Chris spin around, those blue eyes studying him "I did" He saw Chris gesture to the carriage that stood still a little down the road, before he felt his hand on his shoulder "That does not mean I wouldn't come along. As I said late afternoon yesterday, I wanted to ensure your well being" Tom slowly turned his attention back to Chris as he felt his cheeks turn a light shade of pink, watching Chris's long hair blow around in the wind " T-Thank you" He said softly as flinched back once more feeling Chris's hand firmly gripping his shoulder before he felt him graze his fingers along his neck "They healed perfectly" He shivered as he felt Chris run his thumb over the cut "...I...I didn't bother to check them this morning" Tom admitted before he glanced to the side "I b-became rather preoccupied when I woke" He shivered once more as he felt Chris lean closer to him, giving a small gasp when he felt his hot breath against his neck "Preoccupied?" He heard Chris question before he felt those soft lips over his neck, making him let out a gasp as widened his eyes. Flashbacks of his dream started to form before his eyes causing him to bite his lip as a way to silence the moan that was threatening to escape from his throat. This was not right but Tom couldn't help but blush deeply as Chris pulled away, the sensation of his lips still lingering on his neck before he glanced up at him "W-Why di-" He froze as he felt Chris place his fingers over his lips as a way to silence him "When I was small my mother often kissed my wounds and bruises better" Tom could once again feel his heartbeat increase as Chris lowered his fingers, he could feel the sensation there too. Lingering on his lips as he glanced at the ground, nervously playing with his fingers "O-Oh well...a-ahh thank y-you?" Tom shyly stuttered before he felt Chris's hands cover his fidgeting fingers. He froze and felt his cheeks heat up once more as he slowly met Chris's eyes, his breathing slowing. He glanced into those blue eyes he seemed to be getting too interested in before he heard him speak "Let us go" Tom quickly snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head up a bit "W-What?" He questioned as Chris gave him a smile "Daydreaming again?" Tom glanced down, his cheeks still red as he shyly nodded his head "...I...I suppose I'm daydreaming too much lately" He mumbled before he heard Chris laugh, a sound that caused butterflies to flow violently into his stomach "Nothing wrong with dreaming Thomas" He took a sharp inhale of breath as he slowly looked back at Chris and smiled "I s-suppose you are correct" He said before he cleared his throat and looked over at the carriage "Shall we depart?" He asked before he felt Chris's hand on his shoulder once more "Yes" He allowed Chris to walk him over to the carriage and blushed once again as Chris opened the door for him. He couldn't help but think that was very gentlemen like of him as he climbed into the carriage and waited for Chris to get inside as well. He stared down at his lap, feeling the butterflies begin to pool in his stomach once more. He took a deep breath before he felt the carriage tip and looked over to see Chris climbing in "Ready to go?" He heard Chris ask him with a smile that caused Tom to blush once more "Y-Yes but I do hope I am not a bother to you" He saw Chris motion for the carriage to go before he turned to him "Why would you ever think you are anything but a pleasure to be around Tom?" He could see the questionable expression Chris was wearing and glanced to the side "I...I suppose I do not have a very high self esteem" He glanced at the floor, hoping Chris did not think him a fool for what he just said.

"Thomas" He heard Chris speak as he felt him gently cup his jaw and bring his head up. Tom became frozen upon staring into Chris's eyes once more and wrapped his fingers around his wrist "Why would you ever look down upon yourself?" Tom bit his lip and once again glanced away from Chris, he didn't quite know why he often seemed to look down upon himself. He took a breath before he looked back at Chris "I suppose I have never really had many friends a-and I normally don't speak up for myself" He felt Chris loosen his grip on his jaw before he gave Tom an angry look causing him to shiver. Did Tom say something to offend him? He didn't mean to. He watched as he saw him run his hand through his blond hair before turning his attention back to him "Does your father often bring you down Thomas?" Tom flinched a bit at that question, he didn't quite like discussing the subject of his father "I...Well my father..." He trailed off, he wasn't sure if he should tell Chris about his father. He was raised not to speak rudely about anyone, especially his parents but perhaps it was better if he got it off his chest "M-My father always seemed to bend me to his will, I always do what he says because that is how I was raised" He gave a sigh as he felt Chris remove his hand from his jaw and focused his attention back to his lap "I just wish sometimes I..I was like you. You're very brave and the way you stood up to my father was very admirable" He admitted before he looked back at Chris who scratching his chin. Tom held his breath as Chris turned to look him in the eye "Any man worth his name would know that your father is a horrid man. I did not favor the way he talked to me and got absolutely appalled when I heard how he spoke to you. Had he always spoke to you that way Thomas?" Tom glanced back and forth as he continued to bite his lip, becoming increasingly curious as to why Chris kept using his full name "I..I suppose" He saw Chris give a nod before he gestured to the carriage to stop. Tom jolted forward as the carriage came to a rather rough stop before he heard Chris give a short laugh "We're here" He glanced over as Chris who got out of the carriage and was about to follow before he spoke "Stay" Tom paused in his actions and bit his lip again before he sat back up and watched Chris close the carriage door. He tilted his head wondering what he was up to before he jumped as the door on his side opened and Chris held his hand out "Come Thomas" Tom held back a moan upon hearing Chris's smooth accent before he slowly crawled over and took his hand, blushing as he helped him step out of the carriage. He looked around realizing they were now on the other side of town, which made him recall how Chris left last night. Did he walk all this way? Tom frowned, feeling guilty for not thinking about Chris and would of gladly given him a carriage to ride home in rather than having him walk. Tom felt Chris squeeze his hand causing him to snap out of his thoughts and turned to look at him "Daydreaming again?" Tom blushed embarrassed before he glanced down "I just...Did you walk all this way last night?" He shyly questioned Chris as he squeezed his hand back, smiling a bit at how perfect it felt before he heard him speak "Yes" Tom looked up at him with a frown "Why did you not tell me I would of gladly-" He felt Chris silence him again by pressing his fingers to his mouth "It's quite alright Thomas, I didn't want to be a bother and it was not that long of a walk I assure you" Tom let out an annoyed groan as he glanced to the side before Chris released his hand and spoke "Shall we go inside?" Tom looked back and slowly nodded "Of course" He said with a small smile as he followed the man into the house.

He examined the house as they got closer. It was a rather small house but impressive, he noticed the many beautiful flowers growing in the gardens and the unique carvings that were embedded into the wood. He turned his attention back to Chris as they stepped onto the front porch and watched Chris open the front door before he stepped inside. Tom however hesitatingly stood on the porch. He didn't like to to step inside someone else's home without permission, he shifted his feet as he glanced at Chris "Aren't you coming in?" He blushed once more as he nodded his head and slowly stepped into the house. He could smell the many burning candles and looked around to see many pieces of furniture. He glanced around more as he followed Chris down the hallway, his nose catching the scent of food. He briefly wondered what Chris had made until they finally walked into the kitchen, his jaw dropping at the sight of the table. It had a candle set in the center, the flames burning a bright orange that illuminated the food resting around it. Tom stood there stunned for a moment as he heard Chris open a bottle of wine. He slowly made his way over to the table and noticed the many fruit trays scattered along the table along with a huge plate of sliced turkey. He glanced around more and saw a bowl of mashed potatoes and a pot of green beans. Tom completely stunned at the display didn't notice Chris behind him until he spoke "Thomas" He jumped back and spun around to see Chris with two glasses of wine before he felt his heartbeat increase once more. His jaw opened slightly as if he were about to speak as Chris handed him one of the glasses "Is something wrong Thomas?" He heard Chris question him before he watched him take a sip of his wine. Tom glanced down into his wine, seeing his reflection in the dark red liquid before he looked back up just in time to see Chris licking his lips of the wine that stained them causing Tom to blush "I...I'm just not use to this" He admitted as he shyly took a sip of his wine, relieved that he didn't choke on it like he did the first time he met Chris. He glanced back up and saw Chris licking his lips once more before he took a step closer to Tom "What do you ever mean you are not use to this? You have friends yes?" Tom slowly took another sip of his wine, savoring the bittersweet taste before he tapped his fingers along the glass in a nervous manner "N-No" He said before he glanced down again, he didn't have any friends really. He had always spent most of his days inside due to his father's instructions, though every once in a while he got a break and would spend his day outside amongst the other children. But they didn't seem to favor him and often shunned him, calling him nasty names that would upset him rather greatly and he would end up running home in tears.

He jumped as he felt Chris's fingers around his jaw again and allowed him to gently pull his head back up. He frowned upon seeing Chris's concerned face before he spoke "I..I apologize I didn't mean to upset you..." Tom was now worried he might of ruined the evening for Chris before he saw him shake his head "There is no reason to apologize for you did not upset me" Tom took a breath of relief as he closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the effects of the wine slowly take him before he opened his eyes once more "I just do not understand" He raised his eyebrows in a concerned manner "Do not understand what?" He questioned as he felt Chris let go of his jaw "How you could not have any friends. You are a very charming and outstanding gentlemen" He once again blushed before he scratched the back of his head "The other children didn't seem to favor me" He heard Chris chuckle "They did not favor you? For whatever reason could someone not favor you Thomas?" Tom gave a small sigh before he took another sip of his wine feeling his head swim a bit "...I...Well the other children often made fun of me" He admitted before he glanced back at the food and turned his attention back to Chris "W-Would you like to eat something?" He questioned as he looked Chris over, he could faintly see his face thanks to the illumination the candles gave him. He blushed slightly as Chris smiled at him "Of course let us eat" He heard Chris say as he reached past him and pulled out the chair "Come sit" Tom blushed at Chris's actions before he shyly took a seat and watched as Chris walked around to other side to sit down. He bit his lip before he tasted iron and quickly licked his lips and watched as Chris gathered some food on his plate. Tom looked over the food selection before he heard Chris speak "You're not hungry?" He jumped a bit in surprise before he looked around at the food once more "I..I am a little" He admitted as he shyly began piling his plate with some fruit, a few slices of turkey, and some mashed potatoes. He glanced over at Chris who was currently taking a few bites of his food before Tom glanced down at his food and took a small forkful "So Thomas" He snapped his attention back to Chris the fork still in his mouth as he ran his tongue around it "Yes?" He questioned before taking the fork out of his mouth and eyed Chris with a small smile which quickly faded. He paused as he tilted his head "What's that noise?" He asked out loud as he continued to listen more, it sounded like...Tom let out a loud yelp as thunder roared loudly and ended up spilling his wine, staining his shirt "Tom are you alright?" He heard Chris questioned as his chair scrapped along the floor and he made his way over to him. Tom took a deep breath and sighed "Y-Yes I apologize I didn't mean to get so startled" He picked up a napkin and tried cleaning the wine off his shirt but saw it was useless because the stain already set in "It seems like a thunderstorm is happening" Chris said before he leaned down and examined the stain on Tom's shirt "I don't think I have any extra clothes that would fit you" Tom glanced up at Chris who was more than likely correct, he was rather small compared to Chris and his clothes would probably be rather loose on him.

He sat up as a flash of lightening illuminated the room "I should probably head home" He mumbled as began walking out of the kitchen until he felt Chris grab his arm "Tom have you gone insane?" He raised his eyebrow before he turned around to face Chris "W-Well I...I do not mean to appear rude but I did promise my mother I would be back...and I wouldn't want to intrude by asking for a place to stay for the night or until the storm lets up" He couldn't see that well but he could sense Chris was wearing a concerned face as he felt his warm hand rest on his cheek "Do not be ridiculous. I asked for your company did I not? You would not be overextending your welcome by staying with me overnight especially if a thunderstorm is about" Tom's face turned a light pink and he slowly nodded his head "T-Thank you Chris" He voice sounded shy and hopeful as he continued to stare at Chris in the dark, though his thoughts went back to his mother. He did promise her he'd be back by nightfall but surely she could understand why he stayed. He jumped slightly as he heard another rumble of thunder "Hold on I'll get more candles" He heard Chris say before his footsteps walked towards the kitchen. Tom looked around in the darkness before he began fidgeting with fingers again "Chris" He called hearing the noise of Chris rummaging through his kitchen and soon saw him walk out holding a candle "Yes Thomas?" He stood there a moment as he examined Chris's illuminated face and couldn't help but smile, Chris was rather handsome in any light "Umm...Are you sure you do not have a shirt I could borrow?" He didn't want to be rude and push for Chris to give him a shirt but he didn't favor wearing one with a giant wine stain on it and he certainly wasn't going to walk around with no shirt, though Chris didn't seem to have a problem with that "Do you really want a shirt Tom? You do realize I would not mind if you were half bare" He blushed furiously before he felt Chris's fingers wrap around his hand "If you truly want to change clothes we shall go to my room and see if you find one to your liking" He allowed Chris to guide him to the stairs, blushing deeper as he felt Chris intertwine his fingers with his and continued to walk up the stairs. Tom watched as the candle lighted their way until the reached the top, hearing the rumbling and flashing of storm continuing before Chris let go of his hand. Tom paused and looked around, the candle allowing him some light as he started to feel that odd tingle feeling in his gut once more. He walked further down the hallway to see Chris open a door "Right in here Tom" He heard Chris say as he disappeared into the room before Tom walked slowly down the hall. 'Why does this all seem familiar?' Tom thought to himself as he entered into Chris's bedroom and the feeling of deja vu hit him. He stood there frozen for a moment as he glanced around the room, it was so similar to the one in his dream. His breathing became heavy as he glanced over at Chris trying to remind himself it was just a dream, that Chris would never touch him in the way. He watched as Chris laid the candle down on his desk and turned to look at him "Take off you shirt Tom"