◇ Type: Fluff
◇ Published: September 30, 2017
◇ POV: First Person (I, my)
◇ Warning: None
◇ Word Count 1035
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Tom was taking pictures in front of a big board with In The Heart Of The Sea titled on it. He was alone on one side while on the other side were dozens of camera men and women snapping pictures with their long lenses and lights.

"Tom look over here." "Tom turn your body a little." Some people spoke up, making Tom give out different poses for the pictures.

As for me, I was off to the side. If I looked to my right, I'd see Tom and to my left, I'd see the cameras. I was watching as Tom gave out smiles or serious faces and it made me mentally freak out because no matter what he does, it always makes me feel some type of way.

"Turn to your left please, Tom." Someone said. Tom did as told and when he turned a little, he found me. I was biting my cheek to suppress the smile that was forcing its way onto my face, but Tom just let out that contagious smile.

He looked at me and I gave a simple wave to let him know I see him. I could see Tom's chest rise a little as he chuckled, ignoring some of the photographers. I finally broke out that silly smile I've been hiding and it made Tom say something with his eyes.

Knowing him for the longest time, I could see that he was looking at me with adoration and love. He was silently saying, "Thank you for being here and supporting me all the way."

Looking into his dark brown eyes, I curve up a sweet grin at him, knowing what he's thinking. That look he gives me is a famous one I know.

"Tom turn the other way, please." A photographer commanded. It only caught my attention and I glanced at my left side. Then back at Tom, I pointed to the group of camera people.

"Pay attention." I mouthed the words as best as I could, hoping he could read lips. I motioned my head towards the group of people and Tom's eyebrows rose and it was like he was brought back into reality. He turned back to the flashing lights and people were moving their hands to pose him for the picture.

I giggled to myself, seeing Tom try to brush off the fact that he got distracted.

• • • time skip • • •

I was waiting for Tom in his given room at the hotel we were staying in, getting a little bored with the pictures. I knew that once his mini photoshoot was done, he had to come here to change into something more casual for the interview later.

Sitting at the small table in the room, I was playing with my phone when the doorknob turned while the click of the lock caught my ears.

I look up and Tom is grinning at me as he steps in. I shoot him a smile before putting my phone down and help him undress. He shrugged off his suit blazer and threw it horizontally on the foot of the bed.

"Not tired yet?" I asked as I placed my hand on his chest, grabbing the black tie and undoing it. Tom shook his head as he helped with undoing the buttons from the collar to the hem.

"You have at least 3 hours before the interview, you can take a rest." I suggested, being fully aware of how busy Tom's schedule is. Today, however, was more spread out and not so fast going.

"I'm okay, thank you." Tom said after I removed his tie from his neck. He planted a quick kiss on my hairline before removing his dress shirt from his shoulders.

"You know you have to stop getting distracted at photo takings." I chuckle remembering earlier. I fix up Tom's blazer, tie, and taken off dress shirt as he turns to his pile of unused clothes whilst also pulling down his dress pants.

"What's so bad about that?" I heard Tom once he rose back up from bending over. I turned to him seeing his shirtless figure in front of me already in sweatpants, and only sweatpants. He was pulling over an everyday black muscle shirt over his head and I watched him quickly before responding.

"Because people were telling you to move or pose and you weren't listening, I don't know." I let out a giggle when I find that Tom shot a smile at me when I was looking at him. "This is like your third time doing it, too!" I point out, folding his fancy clothes to put away.

"Well I'm sorry I can't help but look at pretty things." Tom replied smugly as he made his way in front of me, folding his dress pants and putting it on top of his outfit I just folded together.

Now he was right in front of me and I rolled my eyes at his statement. Putting a finger on his chest, I urged my point.

"You need to pay more attention!" "You need to stop being so beautiful and distracting." Tom whispered, grabbing my hand from his chest. He let out a husky chuckle before leaning in and attaching his lips onto mine.

I smile into the kiss as Tom did too. He then pulled away to look at me once more.

"I'm serious. If you keep looking pretty at press events, I'd might as well not pay attention to anyone or anything at all." Tom said softly, his face close to mine. I pucker my lips a little to react to his cheesy statement.

"I was and still am in my everyday clothes, Holland." I shoot back, crossing my arms with a smirk. Tom scoffs, shaking his head.

"Still! Why do you have to look good in everything you wear??" Tom questions. I giggle pointing at his new clothing attire.

"I could ask the same to you."

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◇ Author's Note ◇
This was suppose to be a short one, but now it's not oops xD I have so a lot of confidence in this one, but let me know what you think!! Thank you all for still voting on my one shots btw!! It means a lot :)