Tom Hiddleston X Cumberbatch!Reader - Red Red Wine

“...and he actually didn't even tell me he did it. It’s when I was reading the paper while having breakfast I saw it” Sophie explained with a smile while checking the meat in the oven.
You laughed. “I’d have freaked out. But I have to admit, I didn't know my big brother was such a romantic.” You stopped chopping the vegetables and took a sip of your glass of wine.
“Who’s romantic?” Ben asked entering the kitchen. He kissed Sophie and came messing with your hair.
“No one!” Sophie and you said in unison, making the both of you laugh.
When all the vegetables were cut, you placed them in a bowl. “What else can I do?” You asked your future sister in law.
“It’s okay dear, you already did a lot. Thank you.” You handed her the bowl.
Ben placed his arm around your shoulder. “So... did you thought about what we asked you?”
You rolled your eyes. “Bennie, you know I didn't have to think about it! It’d be the biggest of pleasures to organize your wedding.”
Sophie came and hugged you. “Thank you!” The doorbell rang.
“That must be Tom!” Ben announced happily before heading to open the door.
You never had met him, even if you knew he and your brother were very good friends. Ben wanted to ask him to be his best man for the wedding. And you were going to be the one organising the wedding, being one of the best event planners, and the little sister of the groom.
“Can you bring the wine to the table?” Sophie asked you. You heard laughter in the dining room. Taking your glass and a new bottle of wine you headed in the next room.
Ben was talking to a man, who you supposed was Tom Hiddleston. You placed the bottle on the table. He was with his back to you so it was Ben who noticed you first.
“(Y/n)!” he said. Tom turned and your eyes met. You felt a little nervous, he was really handsome. “Tom this is my little sister. (Y/n), this is Tom.”
The Brit gave you a charming smile. “Nice to meet you.” You shook hands. “Ben, you never told me you had a little sister.”
“He never tells anyone he has a little sister.” You joked.
Sophie entered the conversation. “He’s overly protective with (y/n). I don’t want to imagine if we ever have a daughter!” She kissed Tom’s cheek. “Hello Tom!”Ben scoffed at her remark.  
And Tom’s only thought was when he looked at your beautiful smile and (e/c) eyes: I can understand why.

Ben and Tom were cleaning the table. Sophie had insisted since her and you had prepared everything, they could clean up.
You were enjoying a joke while finishing both of your glasses when Sophie leaned forward. “So... What do you think of Tom?” She asked quietly.
You felt yourself blushing. “Sophie!”
She started laughing. “Come on. He’s nice right? He kept looking at you the whole time! It’s weird Ben didn’t noticed anything!” She smiled.
“O please Sophie! No. Don’t. He’s very nice, funny, polite and everything, but I don’t think he’s interested.” The blush on your face started getting worse and worse. The three glasses of wine you had weren’t really helping either.
“You just have such a bad view of yourself! You have to stop! You are one of the most amazing persons I ever met (Y/n)! Really!”
You were going to say something when the boys came back to join you. “What did we missed ladies?” Ben asked.
What you didn’t know was that Tom had heard what Sophie had said last. He was wondering why you’d think badly of yourself. He couldn’t find one reason why.
“Women conversations, dear.”
“Well we were talking about Tom being nominated for the Evening Standard Theater Awards as best actor, who will take place in a few weeks.” Ben said.
“That’s amazing!” You congratulated him. “I think you have all you chances! You were amazing in Coriolanus.”
He looked surprised. “You saw it.” You nodded.
“She’s a real bookworm. Shakespeare was her best friend when she was a teenager. My little sister is smarter than she looks.”  Ben said with a smirk. You throw your napkin at his face.
“Shut up Ben. Or I swear I tell Mom I had to remember you to tell her and dad about you getting engaged.” You threaten.
“You wouldn’t dare!” Everyone laughed at his facial expression.

The night went perfectly, but it was late and it was time to go and head back home.
“Thank you for tonight! It was wonderful.” You hugged Sophie. Tom was already waiting outside talking with Ben. You walked to your brother and hugged him. “Love you sister.” He said placing a gentle kiss on your forehead.
“Yeah me too! I’ll see you Thursday for discussing the big lines of the wedding. I’ll take some samples to give you some ideas. ” You said to Sophie. You poked Ben’s chest. “And you better be there mister!” He rolled his eyes and you walked away waving at the two of them.
“Mind if I walk you back to your car?” Tom asked also waving at the couple.
“Sure.” You smiled. “I’m just a street away.”

Ben watched when you and Tom walked away. Why did he want to walk you to your car?
“I think I’ll have to prepare my don’t-touch-my-little-sister-speech.” He told Sophie.
She only rolled her eyes. “Please honey. (Y/n) is an adult. She can take care of herself. Besides who’d be better for her than Tom?”
He growled and went back inside.

Tom and you walked together in silence. It was Tom who broke it. “So you are going to organize everything.” He said.
You nodded. “Yeah. It’s my job and Ben being my brother it’s normal. I do it with pleasure!”
“You’re an event planner?”
“From baby showers to art exhibits.  I love planning, organizing and so on. I really love my job!” He chuckled seeing how passionate you were about it. He loved it. “So here we are.” You said when you arrived at your car.
“So...” He rubbed his neck nervously. “Goodnight.”
“Yes. Goodnight. Thank you for walking with me.” You smiled and unlocked your car. He started walking away. You were going to enter your car when he turned and call your name. “(Y/n)!” With his long legs he was back next to you in a few passes. “I wondered…Would you go drink some coffee or so with me? Tomorrow? If you’re free of course.”
You stupidly looked around you. Just to make sure he was talking to you. “Uhm yeah okay!”
He grinned. “Amazing. Here give me your number I’ll text you where.” You gave him your number, happy it was dark and he couldn’t see you blush.
You said goodbye again and he walked away, glancing now back to look at you with a smile. You were sure yours was even wider.
When you couldn’t see him anymore you started your car. A laugh escaped your lips and you shrieked like a fifteen year old who just has been asked out by her crush.
Ben was going to kill him. You laughed even more with the thought.