#followed by the immediate joy she feels when she sees/orders their hotdogs

[robertphilip]

There's an awkward "first date" silence between them, the kind that suggests there isn't going to be a "second". Giselle tries her best to keep the conversation going.

[miss-m-and-her-blog]

He’s My Girl (Chapter 2)

TITLE OF STORY: He’s My Girl

CHAPTER: 2

AUTHOR: miss-m-and-her-blog

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: AU Actor!Tom

GENRE: Romance, Drama, Action

FIC SUMMARY: He’s a guy, she’s a boy in disguise. He’s an actor, she’s a stuntman or -woman. How can it ever work when the famous Tom Hiddleston stars in an action film, with Charlie or Charlene as his stunt choreographer? 

RATING: E (Only for this chapter)

WARNINGS/TRIGGERS/AUTHORS NOTES: Yep, just a little sex scenes in this chapter; not gonna tell you between whom, you have to read on to know haha :P

FEEDBACK/COMMENTS:  By the way, the photos that I use as banners are not mine, just found them here on Tumblr :)

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“Hey Dodong, take care of Cha in L.A..” Artem instructed his son before they boarded the airplane.

“I’ll take care of him, he’s too busy taking care of his abs!” Charlene shouted out and it made Artem laughed out loud.

Dodong could only scratch the back of his head as Charlene laughed on as they got inside the tube that leads to the plane.

Along with their teammates– three burly men, Josh, Tony, and Gab; they were chosen to train and give out an audition in L.A.. at the Lockley Studios.

Somehow, Charlene felt like she had just joined the Olympics and they are the athletic team representing their country. But she just feels excited because she would see her Uncle Barty again and her cousins.

She had never been to the U.S. but she sees her cousins every Christmas break before she and her father moved to Seoul. Her favorite cousin is the second to the youngest of the eight children that her Uncle has; Barty Jr., or also known as the Youtube sensation and one of the Make-up tutorial Queens– LilyShimmers.

Charlene kept communication with her relatives even when she was already in Seoul. But it had been 10 years since the last time she personally met them, and she can’t help but feel jittery in a good way.

When they got to their seats, Dodong sat with her.

“Comfy?” He asked.

“Yeah, thanks.” the only reply Charlene could only manage to say.

She feels awkward with Dodong and she can feel that he likes her. But as much as possible, she didn’t wanted to have any romantic connection as of the moment. Charlene wanted to focus on the job. But then she tried to think of it, if she ever had any romantic connections in her life; the only answer would be no.

As the plane started to take flight, she looked outside the window and thought about it;

I never had anyone else to love but my Papa. No boyfriends, some intense but quiet crushes on some boys– but no one else.

She settled on to her seat and thought to herself, it didn’t mattered to her if she is a NBSB or, a No-Boyfriend-Since-Birth; she wants to have a job more than she wants to have one.

If I would have a boyfriend, it would be like I took a stone that I’d bash my head with.

This made her chuckle and it made Dodong look.

“Did you said something?” He turned to her.

“Nope. I’ll just take a nap, if you don’t mind.” She replied.

“Okay.” Dodong sighed.

And for the rest of the take-off, Charlene only slept. Not just because she wanted to rest, she wanted evade Dodong’s special attention.

—-

Where are you? I’m outside the cafe.

Tom immediately looked from left to right when he received that text.

And there, he saw her standing over the doorway, wearing a beanie over her fair head and wayfarers as a disguise. He got up to meet her and he gave her a peck on the cheek, and so did she.

“Hi. Thanks for meeting me, Paula.” Tom charmingly said.

“So, you want to go someplace else?” She replied, pointing out.

“Uhm, you don’t like this cafe?” Tom’s brows furrowed in worry.

“Nope. This place swarm with paparazzis, I’ll take you some place else.”

Without any hesitation, Tom took Paula’s hand and they started to walk in the streets. Little did they knew, the paparazzis had already taken a picture of them as they head down to Venice Beach.

There were a few people at the beach for that day, and some people didn’t recognized the both of them behind their guises of sunglasses, a beanie and a fedora hat in Tom’s case.

Tom initiated on getting to know Paula more; when he met her in the script reading, Tom knew he had to get her number. It wasn’t that hard for him as Paula had already shown an interest.

There was something about her that draws Tom; or maybe it’s just his recklessness and needing to forget about his ex that pushes him to Paula.

Paula knew the place very well as she found a lone hotdog stand in the boardwalk. They took a seat and ordered hotdogs and beer. Tom kept looking from left to right, a little bit anxious that somebody might recognize them at the boardwalk.

Paula giggled as she watched him. Tom gave out a nervous chuckle.

“I’ve tried that the first time I ate here. Nobody recognized me, ever. Here–” Then she removed her beanie and sunglasses.

Tom saw her infectious smile that brightens her pale blue eyes. He felt a little breathless, but he kept his cool. Finally, he removed his sunglasses and hat; he squinted a little from the sun, but Paula’s radiant beauty was more blinding than ever.

They began eating their hotdogs and Tom would ask a thing or two about Paula.

He found out that Paula used to be a ballerina until the age of 16. Then, after she was discovered in a play in her high school; she pursued acting.  Her uncle, George Weissman, became her acting coach; while her mother, Celine, pushed her into her career.

Paula paused for a while before speaking another word about her mother.

“Can we talk about something else?”

Tom nodded, “Sure.”

Then Paula’s gaze became direct, “What do you want to do after this?”

He tried to think of something to do, but Paula started with, “How about this; we go back to my place. I’ll make you coffee then listen to music.”

Tom leaned in closer to her, “Then what?” He saw her eyes burn with something else; it was passion, but it was so subtle, it’s only for him to witness.

“We’ll see, Mr. Hiddleston.” Paula winked at him.

“The day’s still young, though.” Tom remarked as he looked around.

Paula tucked her hair behind her ear and replied, “The way you say that, it’s just so Shakespearean.”

“Well, that’s what I was trained for.” Tom quipped.

They both chuckled at each other, but they went quiet, as if they were lost in the budding bliss that both of them are sharing. Tom brushed the side of her head and down to her hair.

I can already tell that I’d be sleepless again because of this woman.

They talked for another hour, something about their previous endeavors in the show business; and even down to their exes. Paula used to date a rock band front man, but she couldn’t handle his womanizing ways, she called it quits.

“Maybe it’s because rock-stars evoke desire from women, you know? Good girls like bad boys-thing.” Paula remarked.

“So, you tend to go for bad boys?” Tom quipped.

This made Paula laugh out loud as it is true. “Well, you’re not one. You’re a straight arrow, Tom.”

Then she placed a hand on his lap that made Tom slowly smile. “You have no idea; but man, did I try.”

Tom then stroke his lower lip as he eyed Paula. Paula couldn’t hide her smile, there she thought, she needed to have him right then. “Listen, Tom, do you want to go now? Back at my place? It’s not far from here.” She offered.

The invitation was enough for Tom to say yes to Paula. He thought, that was he was there for; to hook up.

“Let’s go then, darling.” Tom insinuated sweetly that gave Paula the most seductive smile he ever saw from her.

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Charlene felt the jet lag as she went out of the tube. But she also felt the cool winds of L.A. in its November weather. It didn’t felt any different from Seoul, but the air felt more rich to her.

Dodong never left her side, and he even guided her through the crowd. The boys followed them out and when they got into the arrival area, Charlene immediately saw a large glittery-pink sign board, with her name on it.

There was no doubt, it was her cousin's work.

"Lillllyyy!!!" Charlene shouted out amidst the people and she heard a loud and joyful call as a response,

"Cha-Chaaaaaaa!!!" And it was indeed her on-fleek gay cousin, Barty Jr.

Charlene couldn't help it, she left Dodong to run towards Barty Jr.

"Oh my god, Cha-Cha! Come here, lemme hug the fuck out of you!"

As what he is now known by, LilyShimmers, some of the newly arrived passengers and even stewardesses looked on as Charlene and Lily embraced each other so warmly.

"Look at you, Lily! You got taller! You look like a supermodel!" Charlene praised her cousin's outfit for the day and of course, matched with divine make-up that he is widely known for.

Lily had an androgynous body and features; a boy of only 19, he was two heads taller than Charlene; his mermaid-dyed hair ran through his shoulders.  He turned and poised for her as his smile met his violet eyes made possible by colored contact lenses; Charlene was just left breathless and smiling.

Then after the fabulous greeting from Lily, her Uncle Barty came over to welcome her. "Cha-Cha, welcome to L.A.!" And Uncle Barty gave her one tight bear hug.

It was as if the dark cloud of her past shooed away and it was replaced with warmth and happiness, just by a simple welcoming from her relatives.  Charlene tried to wipe out a few tears of joy from her cheeks.

"Aww, why are you crying, Cha?" Lily mumbled to Charlene. Because of this, Lily pulled Charlene in and wiped her tears away.

"I just missed you, guys-- that's all." She choked.

"We missed you too, Cha. And Bo also." Uncle Barty placed a hand on her head to comfort her

Then, Dodong and the boys came over to them; but their biceps and chiseled jaws got Lily's attention.

"Well, hot dayum!" Lily whispered to Charlene and she could only make a funny face at Lily.

"Oh, is this Dodong, Cha?" Uncle Barty asked her, then he met him with a handshake and a tap on the young man's shoulder,

"Dodong! It is you! If it weren't for your eyebrows, I wouldn't recognize you!"

"Thanks, Uncle Barty." He replied with a bright smile.

"How's Artem and Nini?" Dodong asked him.

"Papa and Mama are doing well. Papa's still on stunt choreography."

"Dad, are you going to introduce the boys to me-- I mean to us girls?” Lily sassed, but Charlene snorted out.

Uncle Barty sighed, “This is my boy, Barty Gosengtian Jr.; Junior, the boys.”

Lily wiggled his hips closer to Dodong and the boys to introduce himself, “Just call me... Lily.” His voice got ditzier that made Charlene snigger, she tried to look away so she wouldn’t burst out laughing.

But Uncle Barty already had a sour look on his face, he cut off the introductions by restraining Lily and pulling him back.

“Now, that’s enough, Junior-- anyways, where are you staying, you and the boys, Dodong?” Uncle Barty asked them.

“Lockley Studios had us provided lodging; we’ll be fine, Uncle Bart.”

“Oh, that’s good. So we’ll take Charlene home now, if you don’t mind.”

Dodong tried to hide his disappointment, and Uncle Barty saw it.

“Don’t worry, you’ll see her again.” He joked.

He gave out a nervous chuckle, but Uncle Barty already took Charlene’s pack.

“Bye, Dodong.” Charlene said finally.

“Bye, boys.” Lily gave out flying kisses to them before they left.

Charlene didn’t mind the boys; they’ll contact her in the day of the audition. But as they got to the car park, Lily and Charlene are already gushing about the past 10 years that they have to catch on about.

She may be in a different country, but Charlene felt home. It may not be her father’s company, but to her; it was enough.

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Paula’s home was just a further walk from the boardwalk; and it was a beautiful two-floor four square house that has a breathtaking view of the beach and the sea. The design of the house for is built for a modernist or millennial, Tom observed.

Girl got class. He thought to himself.

She brought him to the living room where the kitchen was just the other side. Paula turned on the stereo and started to play a song.

“It’s a Lana Del Rey song; from her new album, Lust for Life. I hate to gush but, I so so adore Lana.” Paula lovingly explained as she paused over the counter.

Tom stood up and went over Paula’s side, “I’ve heard some of her songs. What’s the title?”

She looked away as she heard the lyrics of the chorus play, “Love.”

“Sounds hauntingly beautiful.” Tom whispered, but then, he leaned in to kiss her lips.

Paula felt herself bend over to Tom and willingly receive his lips. She closed her eyes and felt how sweet Tom can kiss.

But for a while, she hesitated and she let go of Tom.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“What about coffee?” She replied, breathless.

“Fuck coffee. I want you.” He hungrily whispered and once again, he took Paula into a deeper kiss.

Tom’s hands got a hold of her cheeks, but those hands went down to her shoulders, to her arms, until it found her waist. Paula couldn’t help but let a moan escape while he kissed her, as Tom was just too good at it.

He grabbed her everywhere he can grab, he placed her above the counter as he devoured her lips then down to her neck. His warm breath tickled Paula but made her want for more.

She was not letting him do all the work; her hand already found its way to the buckle of his belt, ready to unbutton and unzip his jeans.

Tom smirked but he kept on kissing her. Then, Paula spoke as she also wanted to catch her breath, “Let’s take this up. I’ve got a bed upstairs, you know.”

He carried her in his arms, and up they went to her room.

Tom didn’t cared as he pushed the door with his feet. He settled Paula down on the floor then proceeded in undressing each other. And when they both have no more article of clothing left in their bodies; Tom paused for a while to look at Paula.

“Damn. I could get used to this.” His sweet husky voice made Paula smile.

Then he pulled her once again, but she took him by surprise by pushing him gently into the bed. Tom knows well what she will do; Paula never broke eye contact as her lips got further down from his chest.

He shuddered when she reached his belly button, but that didn’t stop her from giving him head.

He gave in to the pleasure, the decadent sensation. Tom had been given blowjobs in his lifetime, but none were close to how Paula does it. With it every bob of her head, made it feel like he was going to come early.

And so, he stopped her midway; he didn’t wanted to blow off that fast. He asked Paula for a condom, and she was ready for it and gave him one immediately.

“Let’s do it from behind.” Paula breathed.

“What?” Tom’s brows were furrowed as he is now putting on the condom.

“Fuck me from behind.” She almost ordered him but she still sounded like an angel to Tom.

“Well then. How do you like it?”

Paula gave him a kiss, “As hard as you can.”

Tom smiled and made her turn around. They both crouched over the bed, and then he noticed that there was a mirror in front of them.

He slid his cock in and Paula felt it all.

“Fuck.” Tom moaned as he felt it all slippery and wet even though he already had a condom on.

“Because you-- were a good, good girl... You’re gonna get it... Hard... and fast.” He spoke through his thrusts.

With his pace, Paula moaned out loud and had her head slumped down to the bed. They both melted, like ice brought next to scorching-hot fire. They were one and they could feel every sensation, every touch, every breath that they took.

Tom saw their reflection on the mirror; but there was nothing more that he could think of but Paula. She looked at him through their reflection. Her angelic face writhed with passion and desire.

Tom couldn’t hold it back, he was coming. His breath hasten as he went faster with his pace.

"Oh, Paula-- fuck!” He moaned out loud, but he heard in a while, they were both proclaiming out sighs of pleasure through the whole room.

It was done. Tom bent over Paula and made her head turn so he could kiss her.

“So much for listening to music and drinking coffee.” She teased.

Tom chuckled and took her into sweet embrace. They both took a rest, as it had been a wild activity for the both of them.

Paula fell asleep on the bed, while Tom, he brooded over the curtained wide windows that shows the view of the sea. The filming for the The Last Deal would start in two weeks. Till then, he won’t be seeing her for a time.

He was informed that an audition for stunt performers were to take place this Friday. A stunt trainer for him will be chosen, and Tom has still no idea who it would be.

But then, his thoughts got back to Paula. He was wondering where their fling would go. if it’s for the long run or just the short time. He sighed and leaned on the post at the window. For now, he doesn’t want to think about it. He would just enjoy the ride for now.