IMAGINE !
o. YOU WONDER IF YOU'LL EVER GET TO EXPRESS YOUR LOVE FOR TOM . . .

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Warmth circled around your body like a comforting blanket. You had been sitting in your favourite cafe for an hour or so, and the small, secluded place seemed rather busy for it being eleven at night.

You thanked the waitress as she set the small plate of food on the table. She gave you a small and sympathetic smile, realizing someone in deep thoughts when she saw them. You were knee-deep in your options and thinking about your actions; wondering if it was the wrong idea to leave your flat when you could have stayed.

As much as you wanted to say you didn't know what you wanted, it was already clear with your mind going back to Tom every few seconds.

Another ring from the bell above the door made your eyes meet Tom's, your heart fluttering when you realized he was walking towards you. "I don't have to ask Harrison to know where the person I love is."

"You love me?" you asked, unsure if you heard things right. The tea in the ceramic mug circled around again, guilt overcoming you when the thought of your still-full leftover mug sitting on the counter in your kitchen flew into your mind.

The metal chair's legs screeched across the floor, Tom spinning it around and taking a seat. You still had yet to look him in the eyes, so his simple sneakers on top of the restaurant's flooring was the center of your attention.

You could already feel his gaze scanning over your sad facial expression, or at least, what he could see. "Do you really think I don't?" The hurt in his voice was utterly evident.

Instead of using your words, you shrugged your shoulders, lips connecting with the mug of the warm drink soon after. After thinking through all the possible scenarios in your head and wondering what you would say, it seemed as if all your confidence had faded away when your eyes found Tom's.

"y/n, I love you with every bit of my heart. It's just thatーI guess I was worried about you. I should have just asked you in the first place, thought about you," Tom's words were enough to finally bring your eyes to his. "have you, by chance, looked at your phone recently?"

You shook your head, curious as to why he was asking. A small, heartfelt laugh escaped his lips as he picked up your phone from the table and handed it over to you.

The phone screen illuminated, displaying what seemed like hundreds of notifications. You furrowed your eyebrows, barely tolerating a loading screen of one of Tom's fairly recent photo posts.

I'm in love with y/n, and have been for quite a long time now. Truly the love of my life.

As soon as you read the last word, your hand laid on top of Tom's. You wanted to feel happy and while you somewhat were, another feeling of guilt rushed over you. The thought of him doing something because of you was centered in your mind, and Tom already knew that it was there.

He quickly moved out of his seat, pushing in the chair before sitting next to you. Tom's arms wrapped around you, your own body immediately melting into his touch.

"Did you do that for me? I-if I pressured you to post that Iー" his fingers curled under your chin, delicately turning your head so you were face to face. His expression was soft and meant everything to you.

"I did that because I really do love you. You have nothing to be guilty about, sweetheart. I'm in love with you and I'm so glad I can finally tell the world about it," his smile was wide, and it took you a few seconds to reciprocate it. "Can I kiss you?"

A nod from you was enough to bring his lips to yours, hand caressing your cheek. A few seconds passed by before you pulled back, gazing into his eyes with evident happiness. "I can finally shout my love for you from the rooftop."

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author's note
hi hello the photo tom posted killed me

also I might do daily updates from now on? I actually like it uwu