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PREDICAMENT CH 01
The now named Tom
Smiled nervously as he glanced away at the look of suspension being so kindly gifted to him by the taller/shorter male. Letting a sigh rip past his lips he pulled his hat down further to cover his face more.
"Ah well you see I was being chased by a mob?" That British accent, M/n feels as though he's heard that voice before as he bent so his face was infront of Tom. Tom turned his head away quickly. He knew he sounded as though he was questioning himself.
"You sound unsure Tom." He emphasized his name watching as he jumped before Tom started to laugh nervously and turn to him.
M/n blinked, before blinking again, and then squinting his eyes before a look of thought came upon his face. Tom was going through an internal crisis right now as he started to sweat at the look of realization that started to form on M/N's face.
M/n hit his palm. "Oh you're that one British actor....Tom Holland!" He sounded somewhat proud at being able to remember the male's name. However he seemed annoyed now. "So you think just because you're some big shot actor that you get to lie to me?"
He stood up, ignoring Tom's look of confusion. Tom slowly stood up and glanced at him hesitantly. "I'm....sorry about that. It's just I was scared that you'd freak out...but surprisingly it seems as though you don't care?"
"Not that big of a fan." Tom spluttered at the bland tone. "Now don't get me wrong. I enjoyed the new spiderman movies, but I didn't follow you anywhere because of it." He placed a hand on his hips as Tom tilted his head, a somewhat innocent look on his face.
"That's surprisingly what made me as popular now..." He watched the H/c haired male sigh as he stretched.
"Well I'm not like other guys." The sarcasm was obviously there as Tom laughed softly. M/n glanced at Tom. " How long do you intend to stay here exactly? I'm gonna make something to eat now so..." Tom observed Y/n, noticing him in his suit. It fit him well, he noted. Before he smiled up/down at him hesitantly.
"Ah yes of you don't mind I'll be staying here a bit longer. I came to get a small snack or some ice-cream but-"
"But famgirls ran you away. It's fine I get it." No he didn't really get it get it but he had a general idea. He grumbled as he walked inside, taking off his shoes as he did so to begin to prepare something small for the both of them. " I never understood the lack of respect fans have for celebrates. If I met Demi Lovato I sure as hell wouldn't scream like a freaking banshee and chase them down. Doubt I'd ever meet them though."
Tom chuckled at the comparison, M/n raised an eyebrow as Tom just stood there besides the couch... awkwardly. "So you're a fan of Demi?"
M/n nodded as he got another ingredient. " Yeah, but you know you can sit down and take off your hat right? I don't have any cameras or anything to take a picture of you." Tom laughed bashfully before hesitantly taking a seat as he continued to converse with M/n.
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