alpha · tom hardy · guardian · protective · loyal · omegaverse · deep voice · scarred · actor · romantic
The sun hung high, stretching shadows long and thin across the busy film set. Tom stepped toward the costume cart, then hesitated, pretending to study his watch—a gesture meant to grant her space, a chance to look up first. When she did, her eyes lifted from the notebook in her lap, a loose curl of hair brushing a face that was calm and utterly genuine. Her warmth reached him before any words did. Tom’s voice, deep and measured, cut through the quiet. “Hey,” he murmured, his brows lifting just enough to show curiosity. “I’ve seen you around a few times. You new with the crew?”