Shall you have my heart?

A Hiddlesworth Fanfiction

Chapter Six

The sky had turned darker, the wind blowing the leaves around as they approached the first few steps of Chris's home. Tom smiled as they approached the door "You will come in this time correct?" Chris joked as he undid the lock making Tom playfully glare at him "I only stood on the porch because I did not want to be rude and enter your home without your permission to do so" He quickly followed Chris inside, hearing that heavenly chuckle of his "Thomas you are more than well aware that you are always welcome in my home correct?" He felt his cheeks flush, slightly embarrassed for making himself forget that. Of course Chris would allow him into his home. He thought the man would allow anyone into his home. He knew he was kind hearted enough to do so. He cleared his throat, following Chris down the hallway that led to the kitchen "I umm...I suppose I forgot a-about that" He heard Chris chuckle once more, sitting down at the table before lighting some candles "Please have a seat" Chris said motioning for Tom to do so. He nibbled his lip before taking a seat next to Chris feeling his fingers on his shoulder "That's quite alright Thomas, I did not realize how stressful your life was. Do people often treat you as such?" Tom fidgeted with his fingers under the table, his legs unconsciously swinging back and forth "W-Well that is the first time I..." He took a deep breath, his hands moving down to grip the chair seat "I have never...stood up to m-my father before" His heart pounded against his rib cage, should he tell Chris it was him he pictured to give him the bravery to speak for himself? He swallowed hard, bringing his hands back to rest on top of the table. He could feel Chris's eyes on him, those caring beautiful blue eyes "Did it feel right or wrong Thomas?" He looked up, staring into those eyes "I-It felt..." He paused in thought...It didn't feel like either it just felt like "Guilt...Like I s-shouldn't have s-spoken in such a manner but I w-was happy I did..." He leaned forward, his fingers twitching as Chris's moved closer "I-Is that wrong to f-feel so?" His lips turned into a frown, feeling Chris brush his fingers over his making him gasp. He was surprised how cold Chris's fingers were, his eyes shifted from side to side before he slowly wrapped his fingers around Chris's. He felt his stomach turn with butterflies, a smile tugging at his lips.

Chris felt a shiver run through him as those warm fingers wrapped themselves around his hand, since when were his fingers this cold? He gently wrapped said fingers tightly around Tom's, deep down wishing he could never let out of them. He cleared his throat, the candles continuing to burn making the air around them fill with a bittersweet scent. He perched his lips, his eyebrows tilting in thought. He knew Tom wasn't one to speak his mind that often if at all, so it was only natural he would feel as though it was a guilty action. But it was known that Thomas was more than in the right position to speak his opinion even if he seemed out of line "No" His voice was rather emotionless and he felt slightly guilty himself when he witnessed Tom jumping in his seat. Those green eyes wide and worry filled them. Chris gave a small sigh as he got up, placing his hands on the other's arms so he could pull him up "Forgive me I did mean for my voice to sound so very harsh or upsetting" He smiled gently at Tom before pulling him close, wrapping his arms around that fragile little body "I simply meant that one should not be afraid to speak their own opinion nor their own mind and it is rather natural to feel an emotion such as guilt especially if you are afraid you will hurt another one's feeling but..." He leaned back, placing a gently kiss on the other's forehead. Resisting the urge to laugh as he saw those cheeks turn a light shade of pink "If you do not speak your opinions than you shall regret such an action later in your life" He could recall the many times he thought back to when he joined the army. Being a solider was not something he expected to happen but he was rather grateful it did, to even think about where he would be if he did not caused him sadness. If he did not do such an action, he would not be here right now with Thomas. His grip grew tighter around the other "Put your arms around me" He said, rather surprised at himself. He was never one for needing such close contact but something about Thomas made him want his embrace and at that to never have that embrace cease.

Tom's eyes widened, a shiver running down his spine. D-Did Chris just? He glanced up at the other man, their eyes holding signs of happiness and dare he say need. He swallowed hard, feeling butterflies grow in his stomach. His arms felt heavy, a pin and needle like feeling rushing through his fingers tips before he brought them up to wrap around Chris's neck. He felt his cheeks heat up as he stepped closer, their chests sliding together. He set his eyes straight unable to look at the other man until he felt the arms wrap tighter around him "Just like that Thomas" He widened his eyes, looking up at Chris before feeling his forehead lean against his. Those blue eyes staring into his green ones. Tom's breath caught, his mouth hanging open as he was at a loss for words. The candles illuminating the darkness around them as Tom quickly came to realize they were alone. His heart continued to beat fast inside his chest, those hands sliding down his sides at a slow pace making him shiver "Did anyone ever tell you that you have heavenly eyes Thomas?" His cheeks grew hotter, the world around him being blocked out. The only thing that mattered to Tom right now was being with Chris. Just having this moment with him was all he needed to take his mind off everything. A smile tugged at his lips, his fingers moving against the back of Chris's neck "They are not as lovely as your eyes Chris" He slowly took a breath through his nose, sighing in relief. He felt nervous but the courage he shared around Chris was far greater than that of nervousness. He watched those eyes widen as if nobody had ever complimented him before, though Tom thought that impossible. After all Chris was outstandingly amazing, there was not a doubt in his mind the man had not had a day without compliance. He placed his hands to rest gently on the sides of Chris's neck, enjoying the lavender scent that came off of him.

Chris let his mouth hang open, his breathing seeming to come to a halt. Thomas complimented him? He felt the unfamiliar feeling of his cheeks flushing, causing a warm sensation to go throughout his face "Y-You truly believe my eyes are lovely?" He could feel the warm hands that rested ever so gently on his neck and hoped Tom could not feel his pulse. He could feel his forehead becoming moist with his own sweat as a few butterflies danced in his stomach awaiting the other's answer "Y-Yes?" He could catch the nervous questioning tone of the other, making him slightly nervous himself. He cleared his throat trying to regain himself. Thomas is the only one who could make him feel this way. So out of place as if he were lost in the middle of the great ocean, a nervous exciting feeling that he prayed would never cease. He took a deep breath, his hands traveling up the others sides. He smirked as he felt Tom shiver before he rested his hands on the flawless skin of the others cheeks. Feeling the heat of Tom's flushing beneath his fingertips made him smile, did Thomas not know how very dare he say adorable he looked when his cheeks tinted red? He leaned closer, their noses rubbing against each other "Your eyes are like the first sight of the morning grass, the sun reflects off them perfectly. Giving a content and beautiful glow for the rest of the world to see" He heard the other gasp, making a nervous feeling pool into his stomach. He did not show such a creatively passionate side to anyone else before but that was the beauty of Tom. He made Chris want to embrace, protect and serve him. To hold him each night and kiss him each day. If only his father did not stand in the way.

Tom stared at Chris, his mind trying to process the beautiful words he just spoke. His mouth hung open slightly, his throat admitting a small strangled sound as he tried to search for words "T-That was..." His voice trailed off again, his cheeks heating up once more giving his face a pink color "B-Beautiful w-when did you..." He felt Chris tighten his grip, making a gasp admit from his throat "I...rather enjoy writing poetry and well...I have not had the privilege of speaking such beautiful words to anyone for they have not inspired such words to erupt from the debts of my heart as you have Thomas" Once again he was at a loss for words, his mouth hanging open and his heart pounding against his ribcage. He was really a source of inspiration for Chris? He looked into the others man's eyes searching for any sign of a lie within them but he found none "Y-You take my breath away " He chuckled as he saw Chris look at him, those blue eyes widened and filled with something between shock and happiness. He allowed his laughter to die down, his lips forming a smile afterwards as Chris leaned closer. Tom's heart began beating fast, his thumbs lightly brushing across the others cheek "That is the first time you have addressed me in such a proper manner " He held his breath, Chris calling him that sent a shiver of excitement down his spine "I rather like the sound of your beautiful melody voice addressing me by such a name as that" He heard Chris purr, his voice slightly higher and even a tad breathless. Tom felt his breath come to another halt causing a gasp to admit from his throat. Chris's voice so breathless in his ear caused a shiver of what could only be described as pure pleasure to run down his spine, his stomach twisting as those shivers came to rest in his lower region. He let out a small groan, moving his hips away from the other man's. His face flushed with embarrassment as he prayed Chris would not notice his excitement.

Chris would be lying if he did not say his body was twisting with the urge of excitement. His skin burning with heat, wanting nothing more than to prove his affections to Thomas. He allowed a shiver to run down his spine as he felt Tom move his hips causing him to hiss through his teeth. He could feel Thomas's excitement rub against him briefly causing a wave of pleasure to run through his body. His sense of common decency gone as a smile appeared across his face. He did love teasing Thomas so. He moved his hands to grip the others, intertwining their fingers as he pulled the other closer. Hearing a gasp admit from Tom's throat as he slammed into his chest. Chris chuckled and wrapped his arms around the gasping man, allowing them to travel down the others sides. He gave a smile as Tom shivered beneath his touch " I did not realize such excitement ran throughout you when I speak in such a manner" He purposely rubbed his hips against the others, feeling their excitement against his. He let out a small moan, sliding his hands back up Tom's sides to gently cup his cheeks. His breathing heavy and his cheeks flushed as he leaned closer. He could feel the heat of Tom's cheeks beneath his fingers and the sound of his breathing matching to that of his. His eyes stared into those green ones, seeing they held the same desire as him. He glanced down, his heart increasing as Tom wrapped his fingers around his hand "T-Thomas I...I must tell you something" He panted, his lungs almost seeming as if they were not getting enough air. His eyes filled with desire, lustfulness all directed at Thomas

His heart seemed to be beating faster with each word Chris spoke. His breathless voice making Tom's skin grow hotter. His excitement beginning to hurt. A pain that sent shivers down his spine. His eyes focused on Chris's, seeing the desire flash in them. His fingers gripped tighter around the others as he continued to look into those baby blues "W-What is it Chris?" His stomach turned. His eyes half lidded as Chris slowly leaned forward. The heat from their bodies radiating between them and their moist lips briefly touching before Tom let out a squeak. The sound of knocking echoed throughout the house, creating a rather frightening effect as Tom clung tightly to the front of the Chris's shirt. His blood rushing to his face as he quickly released what they were just doing. He looked up at Chris, his eyes wide and his mouth hanging open "I...I" His voice trailed off as he separated from the other, missing the warm embrace "I-I'm sorry" He shyly mumbled, his hand covering his mouth as he gazed down at the floor as the knocking got louder. He took a deep breath glancing over at Chris who seemed to be in a state of realization. His mouth hanging open and his cheeks slightly flushed. He heard the other clear their throat "N-No I...I am sorry Thomas I-" The knocking continued causing both men to turn their attention to the front door "W-Were you expecting someone?" Tom whispered trying to change the subject after their moment of...excitement.

Chris felt his heart beating wildly in his chest, his skin burning from something other than excitement. How inappropriate he had been with Thomas though he knew he did not regret his actions. Even if it was against the words of their religion. He took a deep breath, his eyes shifting over to Tom whom seemed to be just as embarrassed. He shifted his feet, knocking echoing throughout his home. He quickly glanced over at his door just down the hall "N-No I-" His eyebrows tilted together before he turned around searching through his cabinets "W-What are you looking for?" Tom questioned as he continued to search through his cabinets until he felt the smooth metal of his gun "Better safe than sorry Thomas" He wrapped his fingers around it, feeling the cold barrel as he carefully brought it out hearing Tom gasp "W-What is that?! P-Please Chris d-do not tell me you wish to use that on the person whom may be upon the other side of your door!" He slowly walked past Tom, his gun held firmly in his hand. His mind now switched to that of a solider. He could hear the soft footsteps of Tom behind him and the warm embrace of his fingers around his arm "Chris!" He shook his head, trying his best to ignore the shivers running down his spine as Tom's hot breath hit his neck "I shall not let anyone harm nor take you from me Thomas. I rather do not give a damn if the person be your father or a complete stranger" He felt the fingers tighten around his arm, another gasp filling the air followed by a small whimper causing a small tingle of guilt to run through his heart. Perhaps he admits, he did sound quite threatening though the biggest threat was Tom's father. A man who bruised his child's skin surely would do it again or perhaps something even worse "Chris please!" Tom begged in his ear, however Chris just kept moving forward. His steps echoing throughout his home as he continued to march to the front door. He could hear the sound of Tom's panicked breathes as he reached for the door handle, his eyes narrowed and his hand on the trigger.

Tom held his breath, his grip ever tightening around the others arm. Chris would not really shoot anyone would he? Images of the Pub flashed before his eyes, Chris smashing a chair over the drunken man's body. He swallowed hard, his eyes wide with worry as they never left the door. The sound of knocking continuing as Chris slowly opened the door. Tom held his breath, the glow from the moonlight illuminating the person standing before the doorway. Tom's jaw dropped "M-Mother?!" He exclaimed, fear running through him if his father was standing by "Hello sweetheart" His mother greeted her voice a measure of happy bittersweet. Chris frantically tried to conceal his gun behind his back, running his fingers through his hair in a casual manner " please do come in!" Tom watched carefully as the other gently placed a hand on his mother's back, the other holding tightly to his gun. Tom cleared his throat "I-Is father umm..." He glanced down, his hands up to his chest as Chris closed the door. Keeping the weapon hidden as he passed Tom "No and if he was I promise to protect you from such a man" His eyes widened as he followed Chris, his mouth once again hanging open "C-Chris!" He questioned, taking a step towards the man who glanced back at him. His blue eyes barely visible in the now darkened room. He took a hard swallow, his cheeks flushing again.

He glanced down, his fingers fidgeting once more "J-Just umm...T-Thank you" He took a deep breath turning his attention to Chris once more, seeing the smile that now spread across the others face "No thank you Thomas" He heard Chris's gentle whisper speak causing a warm sensation to run throughout his body. His heart increasing as he took a few steps towards Chris, reaching his hand out to capture the others. He carefully slipped his long fingers in between Chris's, shivering as the warm skin of their palms pressed together. He felt a smile tug at his lips, his eyes focused on Chris who shared the same smile as he "Y-You're welcome " He rather playfully teased before guiding him down the hallway and to the kitchen were his mother sat. His grip on the others hand tighten, a lump forming his throat "M-Mother is f-fath-" He flinched back as his mother stood, her eyes focused on him " is greatly upset with you Thomas" His mother's voice was harsh and rather angry. He felt his heart sink, a guilty feeling forming in his stomach. He didn't mean to cause his father to become so very angry but he must understand what it feels like when one has captured your heart correct? His affections, everything that was known as happiness belonged to one and one only. He looked over at Chris. Seeing his lips perched to the side and his hair ever so gently resting on the sides of his perfect face. Would he truly give him up to marry another whom he has no connections with? One whom could not capture his heart even if they tried their very best?

Chris licked his lips, his free hand balling into a tight fist. For whatever reason would this man send his own wife to speak for him? Even more so who would send a loved one walking to a place unknown in the dark? Though Britain did not have many thieves nor gold takers but still one should insure the safety of a loved one not do the opposite and send them into the path of danger. Just what kind of man was ? He glanced over to see Thomas looking at him, those eyes studying him causing a smile to appear on his face "Perhaps we shall sit down and discuss this -" He took a step back as Tom's mother looked at him, her eyes blazing with anger "No" He shivered, 's voice was rather dark and slightly emotionless. Those eyes that reflected Toms were narrowed, hatred pulsing through them. To say he was fearful of such a gaze would be that of an understatement. sent a shiver of fear down his spine, his stomach twisting with fear. Surely did not make his own wife go against her son correct? "I have nothing more to say to you " Chris took a hard swallow, his grip tightening on Tom's hand as he watched become overwhelmed with tears.

He proceeded to take a step back, feeling Tom wrap his arms around him as they both stared with wide eyes at . His arms were shaking slightly as Tom's mother proceeded to step closer to them "M-Mother!" Chris hissed as Tom dug his fingers into his skin but could not blame him, he was rather fearful of what would say next "Quiet!" He let out a gasp as Tom's mother pointed a finger at her own son, her eyes dripping with tears and her face in distraught. He could hear the horrid sound of Tom's tears coming down quietly, making his heart sink. He slowly let out of his hand, breaking the connection briefly so he could wrap his arms around the crying man. Bringing him close to his chest to whisper some words of comfort "It is alright Thomas, please do not cry. I promise I shall make such tears go away" He took a small breath, leaning his head against the others hair before looking at . A scowl written across his face and his eyes narrowed with anger as a finger began to become pointed at him "You!" He frowned, wrapping his arms tighter around Tom. His eyes never leaving as she continued to glare daggers in his direction "You are the reason my son has turned into such a bastard child!" He heard Tom give a hiccup, his mother words more than likely piercing through to his heart. A small growl admitted from his throat, the anger inside him finally coming to burst "One who stands up to voice is own opinion is not that of a bastard child" His voice was shakey but overall deep and almost commanding. He heard a gasp admit from Tom's throat. His head poking out from his chest "C-Chri-" He gently shushed the other man, bringing a hand up to wipe the tears from his eyes before glaring back at .

Tom began shivering, his grip becoming tighter on Chris's shirt. He knew the man was only protecting him or trying to but his father could always get what he wanted without a trace of a problem. Another hiccup admitted from his throat as he leaned his head to rest against the others chest. He could see the anger that twisted its way into his mother's face, did his father truly turn his own mother against him? While he admits what he did was rather frowned upon but it was not wrong. He had read many tales were one would defend a loved one, do various and sometimes dangerous things. Defying rules and obstacles just to be with the one who has captured their heart. Why could he not get such a happy ending as well? "Furthermore Thomas is anything but a bastard child, perhaps if you all had such a heart as his you could see that his heart has already been captured and I am positive you are well aware such an act cannot be broken nor reversed" He felt his breath hitch, his eyes going wide as he glanced up at Chris. A small feeling of hope went through him. Did Chris truly know that he had captured his heart? His thoughts were broken as Chris spoke once more "Why would one break such a beautiful thing and forcibly wed one who is already in love to another? Would you truly sacrifice your own son's happiness ?" Tom wiped his eyes furiously. Fear crawling its way into his heart as he watched his mother's hands turn into fists. Her mouth shut silent and her eyes burning with flames.

Chris smiled, his heart beating in his ears as he continued to watch . A moment of silence passed before Tom's mother spoke up. Her hands placed in front of her and her eyes still holding hatred "Very well" His smile slowly faded as he noted the emotionless tone in her voice. He slowly unwrapped his arms from Tom, reaching for his hand once more as he guided to the front door "I would believe customs require me to say, it was very a nice to have a visit from you " He reached for the door handle, feeling Tom's mother glaring at him the whole while before the door was opened. The moonlight once again illuminating the room "Please do stop by again" His voice seeping with that of a humorous tone causing a scowl to form across face "And please do take a carriage it would be a terrible inconvenience if you did not make it home to " He felt Tom grip his hand harder, their shoulders brushing against each other as they stood side by side "M-Mother?" Chris glanced over at Tom noticing his face held sadness and his lip quivering. He watched step out into the night air, Tom pulling him along as they too stepped outside "Thomas" He heard Tom swallow hard, a few stray tears sliding down his face as his mother turned to face him "If you do not marry Miss Alexis Bennett I shall never see you again" Anger flowed through his veins once more as Tom leaned against him, a new set of tears rolling down his face.

Chris narrowed his eyes once more as climbed into the carriage, his arms wrapping tightly around Tom "Do you regret it?" He questioned the other, leaning his head down as he gently ran a hand through the curls he had grown to adore "R-Regret what?" Came Tom's muffed shaken voice from against his chest. He frowned, a small tingle of guilt running through him. He took a deep breath, would he truly ask Thomas this? Part of him needed to know if the other regretted their meeting, regretted all they had done together till this point. He cleared his throat leaning his head down to whisper into Tom's ear "Do you regret ever meeting me? Ever..." He paused unsure of how to ask such a question "Ever regret all that you and I have done together?" He heard the crying come to a halt, his heart racing as a wave of worry came over him. Perhaps he should not have asked? He watched Tom lift his head up, those green eyes wide with curiosity "W-Why d-do you regret e-everythin-" He quickly silenced Tom, placing his hands on those wet cheeks "Never" He said quietly, leaning closer to the other man "I shall never regret anything I have done or will do you with you Thomas. You must believe that" He gently wiped Tom's wet eyes, placing a gentle kiss on his forehead "Come let us go inside shall we?" He wrapped his hands around Tom's and slowly guided the other into his home. He glanced back at the other as they stepped through the doorway "I am sorry Thomas" He said quietly before pulling the other close to embrace them once more.

Tom held tightly to Chris's hand, his heart feeling as if it had been ripped out of his chest. His mother would truly disown him if he did not marry Miss Bennett? Even if she did not have his heart? He let out a small sniffle as Chris guided him inside his home, the moonlight still shining brightly before he felt himself being pulled forward. He let out a small squeak of surprise as he collided with Chris's chest allowing him to breathe in his scent. Lavender filled his senses as he soon found himself wrapping his arms tightly around the other, burying his face into the fabric of Chris's shirt "You always smell so divine darling" His eyes widened as he pulled away though Chris's arms kept him firmly planted where he was. He brought a hand up to his mouth, his face flushing with embarrassment. Where on earth did that come from? He glanced down, hearing the sweet melody of Chris's laughter "Is that so?" He let out another squeak as Chris's fingers wrapped delicately around his jaw, lifting his head up "Perhaps I shall give you my shirt than" Tom jumped, his cheeks flushing more at the thought of Chris stripping his shirt off. He felt those fingers drop his jaw, the embrace he loved broken as Chris took a step back. Tom swallowed hard. Watching the other as they slowly brought their hands to the bottom of their shirt. He felt a tingle of excitement begin to form in his stomach as Chris slowly lifted the shirt off his head, revealing his smooth tan skin and stomach. Tom's eyes traveled up the topless man before him, following each section of his skin. Stopping to admit the man's abs before glancing up to view the rest of him, holding his breath the whole while until his eyes met Chris's "U-Umm I..." His voice trailed off, his face growing a light shade of red as he quickly glanced away "S-Sorry" He mumbled jumping in surprise as he felt the shirt being thrown onto him.

Chris smiled as he watched Tom gaze up his half naked form, something that oddly made him happy though he knew it was viewed as sinful by the words of religion. Still he felt a strange tingle beginning to form in the pits of his stomach before Tom's eyes settled upon his. He could see something flash within those eyes before Tom broke the silence. He couldn't help but give a small chuckle as Tom glanced away, his face flushing to give a look of light red throughout his cheeks. He glanced down, wrapping his shirt up into a ball before turning his attention to Thomas who was looking away at the moment. Chris smiled and quickly threw the shirt giving a laugh as Tom jumped, his shirt now covering the others head as they stumbled back "No need to be sorry Thomas" Chris spoke rather cheerfully as he approached the other and carefully peeled his shirt off their head, giving a rather cocky smile as Tom playfully glared at him "Oh?" He gave another chuckle as Tom stepped closer to him, their eyes locked with each other "Should you apologize to the shirt than? It had a rather nasty throw" Chris gave another chuckle, holding the shirt up as he leaned down "I am sorry dearest shirt that was rather a nasty throw indeed" He watched Tom slowly smiled, a small chuckle admitting from his throat as he turned away from Chris's spectacle. He felt his heart begin to beat with joy. The sound of Tom's laughter filling the room was the sweetest of music to his ears. He smiled and quickly ran over to the other man, wrapping his arms around their waist as he lifted them up to spin them around in a circle "Whoa hey!" He heard Thomas try to protest though his giggles told Chris otherwise not to stop.

Tom wiggled, his hands placed over Chris's as he tried to escape from their grip. His laughter overtaking his voice as Chris continued to spin him around "Do you truly wish me to stop because I do believe you are rather enjoying this Thomas" He let out another laugh as Chris readjusted his grip around his waist, his feet no longer on the ground "A-As much as I like t-this I believe I would b-be happier on the g-ground" Tom said in between his laughter as Chris pulled him closer, his shoulder now resting against Chris's "Oh?" Tom giggled once more, looking at the other with loving eyes "Please " He wiggled once more, his legs up to his chest as Chris glanced to the side in thought "I suppose I can allow such a request " Tom smiled, his cheeks continuing to flush as he was lowered once more to the ground. He felt the arms around him loosen as he turned around with a smile. His eyebrows raised as he watched Chris return the smile "I have an idea" Tom spoke cheerfully as he walked past Chris who followed him down the hallway "And what is that?" Chris questioned as Tom turned back to look at him, a sly smile now planted on his face "Race you to your bedroom!" Tom shouted as he took off for the stairs hearing Chris laugh as his steps soon followed "I believe I can beat you!" Chris called as Tom quickly took his first few steps onto the staircase "And yet I am in front of you!" Tom called as he held tightly to the railing before he felt a grip on his wrist. He turned around to see Chris smiling as he ran past him, his grip no longer on his wrist "I do not believe that is fair play" Tom shouted with excitement as he raced after the other colliding with his shoulders as they both jumped to the top "Race you to the bedroom than!" Chris shouted as Tom nearly slipped trying to keep up with him. Their laughter filling the air as they both ran down the hall heading to Chris's room. Tom soon ran past him, wrapping his fingers around the doorknob. His feet sliding before he saw Chris caught up with him. Laughing once more as an arm was wrapped around his waist, causing him to open the door "Hey!" Tom wiggled against Chris's grip before he was spun around, the other man carrying him into the bedroom.

Chris smiled as the other wiggled against his grip. He could not help but laugh as he entered his bedroom "I do believe I have won Thomas" He said with another small laugh at the end as Tom tried to protest "But you cheated!" Chris let out another laugh as he threw the protesting man onto the bed, taking a seat next to him "I do not believe you set any rules down Thomas" He playfully pushed the man before he proceeded to take off his shoes, watching as Tom proceeded to do the same thing "So you say when we play a game it is one without rules?" Chris chuckled sliding his shoes off, feeling the slight chill in his room before he got up and lit a candle "I suppose if that is how you wish to play" He placed the candle next to the bed as he returned to Tom's side "A game without rules is rather fun would you not agree?" Chris looked at the other, his eyes holding hints of mischief before he watched the other lean back reaching for something. Chris frowned, his eyebrows narrowed as he continued to watch Tom "Is there somethin-" Before he could finish he felt a pillow collide with his head causing his body to fall onto the bed as Tom loomed over him "No rules correct?" He eyed Tom sitting on his knees, a pillow held firmly in his hand and a smile across his face. Chris let out a small chuckle, stretching his arms out to grab a nearby pillow "Correct!" He shouted as shot up, slamming the pillow against Tom's side causing him to fall onto the bed as he climbed on top of him "And I shall win this game too" Chris declared as Tom struggled beneath him, feather flying as Chris continued to whack the other with his pillow. He felt Tom continue to struggle until a pillow collided once again with his head. He was stunned briefly as he tried to roll over, however Tom crawled on top of him "I believe I shall!" Chris laughed as Tom laid a series of whacks upon him. Feathers now lay all around them, tickling his nose before he let out a sneeze.

Tom let out a few laughs as he continued to pelt Chris with the pillow, soon creating a mess around them as Tom found himself covered in white feathers. He let out a small laugh, whacking Chris once more before he decided to climb off him. He waved his hand in front of his face trying to clear his vision as feathers continued to float around. He jumped as he heard Chris let out a sneeze "Perhaps we should stop" He mumbled quietly before he heard Chris give a sniffle "Gazoontite" Tom said with a smile before he crawled to the top of Chris's bed, placing the pillow gently down as he watched the other rise up from the bed. The feathers sticking to his hair and chest causing Tom to let out a small giggle "My Chris you resemble a chicken with those feather sticking to you as such" He let out another giggle as Chris examined himself, brushing the feathers off as they continued to fall "I suppose I do" Tom smiled as the other laughed before crawling back down to him "Shall we place this pillow back then?" Tom asked sweetly as he grabbed the pillow Chris had been using on him "Yes and perhaps try to gather the feathers" He watched as Chris tried to gather said feathers that lay across the bed through was seeming to have a rather hard time causing Tom to laugh "Perhaps we do not need them?" He suggested as Chris turned his attention to him, his lips perched to the side "That might be best yes" Tom smiled as Chris crawled past him to place the pillow back where it belonged before brushing the loose feathers off the bed. Tom held his breath as he watched Chris crawl about the bed, his muscles showing as he continued to brush the white annoyances off, letting them fall to the floor below. He swallowed hard as Chris turned back around. His blue eyes settling upon him making a shiver run down his spine.

Chris smiled as saw Tom's eyes settled upon him "Thomas I did not know you favor staring at me so" He slowly crawled over to the other man, giving a small laugh as he watched the others face flush again "I umm..." Chris smirked, pouncing on the other man as they gave a squeak "You umm what Thomas?" He whispered into the others ear, his hands travel up to pin Tom down onto the bed. He could hear Tom give a groan, their breathing becoming heavy "C-Chris what a-are you?" He placed two fingers to the others lips silencing them, an odd excitement growing inside him "Perhaps we should sleep?" Chris removed his fingers, leaning down to give the other a kiss on their exposed neck. Smiling as he felt the other shiver beneath his lips before he pulled away, allowing himself to fall to the side. His legs still draped over Tom's as turned to look at the other. Their eyes wide and their mouth hanging open as if they could not believe what had just happened. Chris smiled and leaned over to give Tom a gentle kiss on the cheek "Good night Thomas" He smiled before leaning up to pull the blankets over them. He heard Tom give a small squeak as the blankets covered his body, making Chris give a small chuckle "C-Chris?" He leaned his head against the pillow, closing his eyes as he brought an arm to drape over Tom's body "Yes Tom?" He could feel the rise and fall of Tom's chest before he felt him turn. He slowly opened his eyes as he looked over at Tom, his eyes never leaving Chris's "Thank you" Tom's gentle voice whispered before he moved closer to Chris, reaching under the covers for his hand. He felt his breath become heavy as Tom's hand went under the sheets. The warm skin of his fingers brushing against Chris's as they intertwined their fingers once more.

He glanced down briefly, running his thumb over Tom's knuckles before he glanced back up. He felt his heart miss a beat as he saw Tom had his eyes closed, his mouth opened slightly as a small snore came from his throat. He smiled and held onto Tom's hand tighter, glancing at the peaceful sleeping face before him. He was rather happy that Tom felt safe enough to sleep though a small part of him worried what Tom's parents would do. Chris was prepared to fight them every step of the way, he was not let them get Thomas. He slowly leaned closer, feeling the heat of the others breathe against his face. He took a hard swallow, his eyes resting upon those perfect thin lips. He felt a tingle grow in his stomach, thoughts running through his head. Should he kiss Thomas? Would he awake if Chris's lips touched his? He fought with himself for a moment, a small groan admitting from his throat. His heart pounding inside his chest as he leaned closer, his lips inches from Tom's. A shiver ran down his spine as he felt the heat radiate off those moist lips just inches from his. Every part of his body screaming for him to finally close the gap that they tried so many times to. He closed his eyes, inching closer and closer until he felt those warm lips against his. A small spark ran through him, Tom's lips felt wet, warm, like heaven and nothing close to absolutely perfect against his. His body felt light as if he was made of nothing but air. His heart pounded inside his ears, his body shivering as he slowly parted from those lips. He took a deep breath, his eyes slowly opening wide as he felt a wave of pure love flow over him. A spark came before his eyes as he stared at the still sleeping figure. He slowly crawled closer to Tom, needing his body against his. He closed his eyes, another shivering running through his body. He let out a small gasp, letting the shiver past by before opened his eyes once more "I love you Thomas William Hiddleston" Chris whispered ever so gently as a small smile came across his face. His heart beating with joy before he slowly closed his eyes. Sleep easily flowed over him and his dreams filled with images of Tom.