Imagine waking up next to Tom. As you slowly drift into consciousness, you feel his arm thrown over your waist, holding you tight to his chest. You take a deep breath and open your eyes as he nuzzles up to your ear and gently kisses your neck. You both have a busy day ahead of you, but you can’t help but take a minute to enjoy waking up in the arms of the man you love, his legs intertwined with your own. You reluctantly push the covers back and go to make coffee while Tom rubs the sleep from his eyes, slowly making his start to the day.

Imagine bringing Sebastian home after a night out. He had a little too much to drink, and while you love the flirtatious mood he’s in, you just want to make sure he gets to bed safe and sound. He gives you the keys to his apartment and stumbles inside, collapsing on the couch while you fix him a glass of water. Walking back into the living room, you find him half asleep, smiling up at you like a sweet puppy. You kiss him on the forehead and say goodnight, but he holds onto your hand, asking that you stay until he falls asleep.

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Just a reminder that I am open for requests for any of the Painfully Thick™ gentlemen on this blog!

🍆Chris Evans
🍆Sebastian Stan
🍆Chris Pine
🍆Jason Momoa
🍆Tom Holland
🍆Tom Hardy

Recently ALLLLLL I want to write about is our beautiful Hiddles, but I don’t want anyone to get bored either. So if you have an idea, or just want to see something different, let me know 😘💖

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Imagine Tom surprising you with a weekend getaway. Out of the blue, he calls you to meet him downstairs at his car, where he’s waiting with a suitcase full of clothes and swimsuits that are just your size. He drives down to the coast with the top down until you arrive at a beautiful waterfront resort. He tosses the luggage in the room and tells you to get changed because he can’t wait another minute to jump into the sparkling blue water with you.

Imagine coming home to find Chris playing guitar on the sofa. You don’t think much of it and head to the kitchen to put groceries away before you notice what he’s playing – an acoustic version of the song that played during your first dance as husband and wife. You can’t help but gush an audible “awww” as you walk over to the couch and slip in behind him, wrapping your legs around his torso. You rest your face against the warm muscles of his back, feeling soft vibrations as he hums the words of the song. When he gets to the very last line of the song, he softly sings, “that’s how I know that you are the one.”

Imagine seeing Tom on his first trip home in many years. The two of you dated in high school, but broke up when he moved away for college. You, on the other hand, never left – and never forgot your first love. He sees you walking around town and invites you out for coffee to catch up, but neither of you are sure what to say. Finally, he admits he regrets leaving you. Even with everything he’s accomplished in life, he wishes he could trade it all to go back and be with you.