Hey beautiful people! I have a question for you! Would you mind if I took my page and made it a more general writing page? Not just dedicated to Tom Holland but have stories more related to a main character.
“I wont mama” she replied. I was in a cream white coloured apron with a yellow polka dot dress underneath
I was in the kitchen cooking dinner. I had the spaghetti made and I was frying off the meatballs before letting them simmer in true Neapolitan sauce for dinner! I was using a spatula to turn the meatballs and feel tiny hands wrapping around my leg. It was my 2 year old Avianna.
“Hey baby! Mama is almost done cooking then I can come play okay?”
And just as I turned to continue cooking I heard the front door being opened until I saw him! My husband walked through the door with a huge smile on his face returning from work.
“Hey my jellybean” he called
He came and wrapped his hands around my waist and buried his head in the crook of my neck smiling. Getting a giggle from me as I start to put the semi cooked meatballs in the sauce. “Hey darling” I replied. He gave me a quick kiss before we heard Avianna from across the room!
Daddy!!! She called running with her little legs across to the kitchen! She stopped lifting her arms up telling Tom she wanted to be picked up. He picked her up and have her a million butterfly kisses and she giggled with joy!
“Hey my little pumpkin! How’s my pretty little girl?”
“My daddy!!” She gave him the tightest little hug around his neck with her little arms! I put the remaining meatballs in to simmer for the next 30 minutes
“Mama all done! Come pay!!”
“I promised Avianna I’d play with her as soon as I was done cooking!”
“I’ve got an even better idea” he said
“Let’s all go have some fun yeah?”
“What did you have in mind?” I asked
“”Tickles!!! For mommy and princess!”
Avianna chuckled and forced herself back in the ground running into tue bedroom! Tom grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers leading us to hold hands and we make our way after her.
A/N- hey guys so I know my page is a bit of a mess at the moment but I will be organizing it ASAP! And I will be writing more when I can! I promise that to be soon! But I do have a blurb for you guys!! My first ever blurb and I’m quite happy with it! I hope you guys enjoy and if you have any requests please feel free to request!
warnings: fluff and kissing x
He will be here soon! He will be here shortly! I kept telling myself so eager to see Tom walk through the door, Tom and I haven’t seen each other in almost a month because he’s been shooting for Spider-Man No Way Home and all I’ve had are FaceTime calls very now and then but I needed my boyfriend more then ever! I couldn't wait to jump into his arms as he walked through the doors and I knew he was so close. I waited for a good 5 minutes after he texted me that he arrived and I soon heard the door unlocking until it opened and my face illuminated with love.
y-TOMMY!!
I jumped into his arms and I felt his large toned arms wrap around my thighs picking me up and holding me close.
t-hey princess!
y-I missed you so much baby
t-me too love!
y-I’ve waited for this moment for months now!
Without letting me go I gave him a passionate kiss and he took us to the bedroom. He threw me onto the bed and ploppe himself next to me and tapped his lap telling me he wanted me in between his legs. I lay there with my head against his chest and giving him a few passionate kisses before he pulled away and smiled at me.
t-I missed those lips of yours so much. So luscious and kissable
y-I missed your too! Mine have been so empty lately
t-yeah? Well now I’m here to help them stay full all the time
he says giving me another long kiss and we cuddle the rest of the night with a few make outs in between
a/n: It's midnight and I haven't wrote in forever but I finally thought I'd give it a go and this is what I wrote. I'm not sure exactly what it is but I work at a nursery and I am obsessed with Dad!Tom AU. There's also a hint of Dad!Harrison too :)
Warnings: bad writing, ultra fluff
WC: 1k
“Okay you ready little princess?”
Tom ruffled his daughter’s messy curls that mirrored his own, only with more length and smiled proudly. It was Jessica’s first day of pre-school and she was all ready to go with her little Spider-Man backpack that looked too big for her small stature and her Disney princess t-shirt which she always wore proudly.
You smiled at seeing your husband pick up Jessica and steal a small snuggle before putting her in her car seat. Tom had been besotted with her ever since he saw her and held her in his arms, watching as she blinked up at him with the same eyes that he loved staring into everyday, your eyes.
Jessica clapped happily as you got into the passenger side and started babbling in her own little 3 year old language. You both nodded along as if you understood and smiled at your perfect little creation who was growing up way too fast.
You put on your Disney playlist as Tom drove, full of your daughter’s favourite songs to which she danced and sang along to. Usually Tom would have joined in and even wind the windows down to share his and Jessica’s singing with the world but today he was more subdued. You gently rested your hand over his and squeezed, making him look in your direction and smile but it didn’t reach his eyes like it normally did.
As soon as the car was parked outside of the school, you kissed Tom’s cheek and looked at him in concern. Before you could ask what was wrong Jessica was already attempting to undo her seatbelt and jump out of the car to join the fun the other kids were already having outside.
You quickly walked to her door and lifted her into your arms, kissing her head and sweeping back her curls. She giggled and squirmed excitedly.
“Mama I a big girl now!”
“Yes you are darling.”
Tom watched with a smile as Jessica smiled wide and hugged you tight before insisting to be put down. You heard a small sniffle come from Tom and took his hand as Jessica took his other hand, too focused on getting into the school building to chase the other kids to notice Tom was holding back his tears.
Just as you entered after a few stops to swing Jess off of her feet, another child ran up to her and gave her a hug.
“Henry!”
Sure enough Tom and you both looked up to see your best friend, Harrison and his son Henry smiling back at you. Tom was the first to hug Haz tightly, almost refusing to let go until you tapped his shoulder.
“Big day for both of them.” Harrison noted, watching the two children talk to each other excitedly and show off their backpacks. Henry and Jess had been friends since they had been born and much like their fathers they were inseparable.
Tom nodded and crossed his arms, smiling at his daughter and godson.
“When did they get so big?” He bit his lip and you could hear the slight quiver in your husband’s voice, it was so adorable seeing how emotional he got at his little girl getting older. You had to admit that the emotion was starting to hit you too as you watched the both of them holding hands and wandering into the classroom.
“I know.” You took Tom’s hand and squeezed tight as he swallowed the lump in his throat. Harrison gave you a knowing smile and cleared his own throat which made you smile. These two were more emotional than you or the kids.
The class teacher walked over to the group of you and gave you a rundown of the times to pick them up and some letters you would need to sign. Whilst you listened intently, Tom’s mind was wandering back to the day 3 years ago in the hospital room as he heard his daughter’s first cry or when she uttered her first word, dada, to him as he read her a story.
He didn’t even notice a tear fall down his cheek until you wiped it away gently and kissed the trail away. Tom’s cheeks turned pink as he looked back at you, comforted as he saw the same lingering emotion in your own eyes.
“She’s going to be okay right?” Tom asked, looking for the reassurance he needed. Although sometimes he went away for work, he usually insisted that you and Jess came with him or at least visited these days since he couldn’t bear to be without his family. Him and Jess were like two peas in a pod and it warmed your heart that they were so close, that you all were.
“Of course she is, she’s a Holland.” You smiled, running your fingers through Tom’s hair which put him more at ease. He leaned into your touch and was just about to scan the room for a sign of his daughter when he felt something run into his legs.
“Love you Dada!”
He looked down and his smile instantly widened as he saw those familiar sweet eyes looking up at him. Jessica’s arms were wrapped around his legs tightly before she squealed as Tom picked her up to give her a proper goodbye hug.
You wrapped your arms around both of them and savoured the moment of utter bliss as Tom’s free arm snuggled you in closer to the hug. Jess kissed both of your cheeks and wiped away the tears that were falling down yours and Tom’s cheeks.
“No cry.” She pouted and shook her head, trying to lift the edges of Tom’s lips into a smile which instantly made him do so. You smiled with your husband as he put Jess down and let her run back into the room to play.
Tom noticed that a few kids were already talking to her about her backpack and his chest swelled with pride as she talked proudly about her parents being superheroes. You were so happy as you heard Jess talk about you to her new friends and proud as you watched her play with Henry.
Jessica Holland was going to be just fine and it seemed she was already a social butterfly.
A/N: hey guys!! Sorry this took long been studying quite a bit but here is part 8 of cloud 9 I hope you enjoy it!
We left the apartment and made our way to a beautiful restaurant somewhere in between mine and Toms place. It was the tower of London restaurant and it was magical! We made our way to the rooftop and there were these isolated but romantic bubbles that we sat at
y- tom this is beautiful!
t-just like you.
I gave him a soft smile as I made my way inside and he slid in right next to me. We got introduced to our waiter as he gave us a menu and gave us time to decided what we wanted to eat
y-you know I’ve never been to such a beautiful restaurant such as this one
t-really?! Not even in Paris?
y-ironic right? Considering it is the most romantic city. But no
t-wow, so it appears I do have to take you to the best places I know of!
y-for sure! I’d love to! After all I am new to this whole thing but I’m happy I’m here. Finally getting something off the things I wanted to do.
t-that’s great! I feel so grateful that I’m doing it with you
y-I feel honored I mean it’s you! Never in my life would I ever think I’d ever be somewhere with you let alone meet you
t-crazy how things work then huh
y-do you know what you are going to eat?
t- well yes and that only because I’ve been here before
y-oh shoot, I’m actually stuck between two things. Which are the chicken noodles and beef burger!
t-classic y/n but I love it! How about I order the chicken noodles and you get the burger and we share?
y-are you sure? No! Order what you wanted!
t-I wanted the burger
y-alright then!
t-oh and you must have a cocktail! They are amazing, best ones I’ve had
y-okay! I think I’ll have a Brown Derby! You?
t-excellent choice I think I’ll have a Vieux Carre
y-ooh fancy!
The waiter had then approached us to take our order and as we waited we had chatted about our day!
y-so Holland. What did you get up to today?
t-nothing much a little bit of golfing ad family time. You on the other hand quite a productive day!
y-oh yeah!! It was actually so much fun. And I did get a lot done.
t-sure did! I was even surprised
y-yeah for sure. Hey is it okay if I quickly run to the loo?
t-ofc! Go
y-thanks!
I made my way to the bathroom and took a quick video just to update my followers to let them know I was still all good and took a photo or two before doing my business and heading back
y-did I take to long?
t-no no at all but you do look pretty cute in this video!
y-haha yeah sorry just needed to let them know I was alive but I did need to go
t-no worries the waiter had brought the cutlery and the drink so our food should be here in a few minutes!
y-that’s great
I had taken a few sips of my drink to see Tom laughing at my reaction
y-what?
t-no nothing really it’s the way you reacted, good right?
y-extremely!
We waited a little longer until our food had come
w-ma’am your noodles and sir your burger
y-thank you!!
t-want to have the first bite?
y-sure?
t-mhm!
I had then grabbed the burger with my hands and taken a huge bight leaving a little bit of sauce on my face, grabbing a serviette I quickly wiped it off nodding my head with satisfaction
y-that is Fantastic you know
t-right!
y-want some noodle's?
And as soon as I asked he had taken an extra bowl and added a little bit to the bowl to set aside next to him
y-okay why don’t you give me a little extra of that burger then?
t-why because I strategically asked for an extra bowl when you weren’t here?
y-ooh, seems that we have a sneaky man. I’ll order a side plate
t-by then it will be too late I would have eaten the burger already
In the moment I grabbed the burger only this time taking the biggest bite I could ever take
t-woah! Miss y/l/n easy there!
I chewed this piece which what seemed like forever until I was able to answer him
y-that’s delicious but he I got my share share of burger and you do noodles
I gave him a silly look and we enjoyed our view of the London and enjoyed our night out! As soon as we were done we had driven back to Toms parents and pulled up in the drive way
I then lay my head on Toms shoulder and took a deep breath before looking him in the eyes
y-thank you for tonight Tom, it was absolutely amazing
t-no problem I had the best time, I haven't had a much fun in such a long time so thank you for making my night so joyful and I’m stuffed!
y-oh yeah the food was great! But your welcome I love having you around as always! I think I’m going to have a food baby though omw! I’m bloated but in the best way
t-want to head inside? I’m sure everyone’s asleep!
y-Yeah let’s go!
We got out the car and Tom held my hand making me look up at him with a huge bright pink blush on my face, we made our way inside and to our rooms to finish off our amazing night x
Prompts 2 and 10 with Tom H 😊 Could you make it a frat boy!AU as well where reader is introverted nerdy and likes Tom and he’s into her as well but plays hard to get if that makes any sense 😅
Summary: What happens when Frat!Tom has a crush on the introverted, nerdy girl?
Word Count: 2.7k-ish
Warnings: Drinking, Fluff, Soft Frat!Tom
Author’s Note: This is my first frat!Tom fic and I also had a request for 2 & 8 with Tom so I tried to combine them all and follow a similar plot so I hope I did some justice. I did get a little carried away.
2. “I’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing.”
10. “I dare you to kiss me.”
8. “God, you’re perfect.”
Threw in this one just for fun: 12. “Right… Well… I’m not sure how we ended up kissing like that…”
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“Jess, I really don’t want to do this!” You hopelessly plead with your roommate. She doesn’t seem to be paying you any mind, rummaging through her closet to find you the perfect outfit. “Please, don’t make me go to this thing!”
She’s trying to drag you to a party, the biggest frat party of the semester, at the biggest frat house on campus. You aren’t exactly the type of girl to be caught dead at one of these parties, let alone one that easily the whole school will be at. More interested in hot cups of tea and your textbooks, most would call you a nerd. Some may say you’re shy. Other’s would call you a prude. Either way, you’ve definitely, if unintentionally, earned your Mary nickname.
“Y/n! It’s one stupid party!” Jess shoots back, finally pulling a dress from her closet. She practically throws it at you and you groan reluctantly, entering the bathroom to change as you hear her continue her spiel. “You have to be able to say you went to one party in your entire college career! I’m not asking you to get drunk, we don’t even have to stay that late...”
She stops cold when you renter the room, both of your eyes falling on your reflection in the floor length mirror. A black, layered tank dress that shows off the great arms Jess always tells you you have. A scalloped hem that falls mid thigh, not too short, that shows off a pair of legs that even you have to admit are pretty killer. Simple. Classy. Surprisingly, you don’t hate it.
“Whoa. Y/n, you look hot.” She breathes over your shoulder. When she places her hands on your hips and her head on your shoulders, you meet her pleading eyes and puppy dog pout in the reflection. “Just please come with me this one time?”
***
You regret your decision to come to this frat party the second you step foot through the door. Flashing strobe lights, bass thumping, the smell of booze lingering in the air. Everywhere you look there’s couples making out, half naked girls dancing on tabletops, sweaty bodies grinding to the music. You are quickly reminded why this isn’t your scene. You know you’re going to need a drink if you plan on making it through this night so you make your way into the dining room, passing a rowdy game of beer pong, on your way to the kitchen. You can’t help but notice who’s involved in this beer pong game, and on the winning team, at that.
Tom Holland. Cheeky Brit. Frat President. Resident party boy. He is in a couple of your classes, namely your 8 am, Monday morning, Dramatic Literature class, that he is always stumbling into approximately 15 minutes late, that is, when he even bothers to show up at all. Still, you can’t help but take notice every time it happens. Tom is the kinda guy that commands the entire room’s attention, no matter which room he walks into. You’d be lying if you said you’ve never gotten distracted by his dreamy, coffee colored eyes or thought about running your fingers through his soft, chocolate curls. You’d never admit that you’d daydreamed about your first kiss, and possibly more, with Tom. But who were you kidding? Guys like Tom didn’t go for girls like you and you knew that.
As if he can feel your gaze, Tom feels the room shift, glancing up from his beer pong game just in time to catch a glimpse of you making your way through the dining room to the kitchen, eyes fixed on him. You’re not hiding behind your signature, oversized spectacles tonight and even from a distance, he can’t help but notice how beautiful you look. Your dress perfectly hugs curves he had never noticed you have. Your soft, beachy waves bounce with every step you take and he can only imagine his hands tangled up in them. Tom has always had an interest in you.
When he isn’t too hung over to show up to class, he is always more focused on you than any lesson, though with your nose buried in your textbook, eraser end tip of the pencil between your teeth, you’ve never noticed. Maybe that’s what intrigues him so much about you, the way you are so captivated by your Shakespeare. Maybe it’s the way your glasses rest upon your face, and the way you adjust them just so in a moment of deep concentration. Maybe it’s the way you sip your tea, eyebrows furrowed as you etch your notes down. Maybe it’s your innocence, the way you can’t be swayed by the charm of a guy like him, a breath of fresh air from the typical type of girls that are always throwing themselves at him. He knew you were the type of girl he should be with, a diamond in the rough. He’s intrigued that you would even be here tonight and he makes a mental note to try to find out why later.
He is quickly snapped out of his thoughts when his best mate calls him to take his turn, the last shot of the game. Consumed with thoughts of you, he misses, essentially losing the game they were otherwise winning. He finishes his drink among taunts and teases from his opponents. He shrugs off their pitiful pats on his back, making his way into the kitchen to get another drink and, hopefully, find you.
Upon refilling his red solo cup, he greets a few people and gives a few high fives on his way out of the kitchen, scanning the crowds. Passing the French doors that lead to the back patio, he does a double take when he notices a figure, your figure, seated upon the stone ledge out back. Taking a sip of his drink, he works his way through the various people coming and going, making his way over to you.
“Y’know there’s a party going on in there, yeah?” He questions as he approaches.
You take a quick glance around, before seeing the boy that’s approaching and realizing he’s taking to you. “Yeah, I, uh, just had to get some air.” You shrug after swallowing a sip of your drink. Was the Tom Holland actually trying to have a conversation with you?
“I didn’t really think these frat parties were your kinda thing. Thought you were more of Saturday night study session with Shakespeare, kinda girl?” He jokes cockily, taking a seat up on the ledge next to you, and you giggle. The way your laughter sounds like a wind chime on a spring morning makes his heart skip a beat. You smell of sunshine and peonies and he feels himself becoming more intoxicated by your scent than the alcohol.
“Generally, I am.” You begin. “My roommate guilt tripped me into coming with her. Only, now she’s off with some guy who’s name she won’t remember tomorrow.” You explain, rolling your eyes at the concept. He chuckles, bringing his drink to his lips again, understanding all too well how that kinda thing works. On any other night, with any other girl, he’d be doing the exact same thing.
“Well, I can’t say I’m exactly mad. If it weren’t for her dragging you here and ditching you, you wouldn’t be out here talking to me, now would you, love?” He confesses. Tom never had trouble flirting with a girl before. In fact, he usually doesn’t have to try hard at all, just being his cocky self and saying whatever they wanted to hear. Most of them are so desperate for his attention, it doesn’t take much. But you’re different. He know’s his usual tricks won’t work on you, and quite frankly, he doesn’t want to use them anyway. For the first time, in a long time, he’s speaking what he actually thinks.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” You giggle again and he could about die with how adorable the sound of your laugh is again. A gust of wind of wind kicks up and you shiver, rubbing your arm with your free hand.
“Here, take this.” Tom says, quickly setting his drink down and shrugging off his jacket. Before you have a chance to protest, it’s thrown over your shoulders, and you immediately feel his warmth. You inhale it’s smell of bergamot and sandalwood, thanking him sheepishly.
“Y’know, you look absolutely stunning in my clothes, darling.” He genuinely compliments, leaning in and admiring the sight of you in his favorite jacket. He’s never let anyone wear it before, but he’s pleasantly surprised how well it suits you, perfectly accenting your dress.
You feel the warmth rising to your cheeks. “Tom Holland, if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were flirting with me.”
“What if I am?” He quips, a flirtatious grin across his face as he meets your sparkling orbs. Being this close to you, he can tell for the first time what a truly beautiful shade your eyes really are.
But your moment seems to be interrupted when you feel eyes on you, hearing whispers. You take a discreet peak around, noticing people’s eyes watching you and Tom, particularly a drunk group of girls on the other side of the patio. Your anxiety heightens, expression faltering, and he takes notice.
Tom is used to the attention, curious eyes following his every move. This isn’t something that would typically bother him, only adding to his ego. Tom has had plenty of girls fawn over him in his life, and he’s pursued equally as many. But he’s never had his heart flutter quite like it is right now with you. Easily every girl at this damned school is here tonight and yet, he doesn’t care about a single one of them. He wants more time with you, only you. “Hey, do you, maybe, wanna get out of here? Go somewhere a little quieter?” He suggests, finishing his drink.
“Oh, um, I-I’m not really that kinda girl.” You say bashfully, and you can’t help but feel a bit deflated, though you’re internally kicking yourself for not knowing that’s all he wanted. Of course a guy like Tom wouldn’t ever really be interested in a girl like you.
“No, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that you were.” He quickly apologizes, throwing his hands up in defense. “I know you’re not. I just, I can see you’re uncomfortable with all these prying eyes on us. C’mon, take a little stroll with me?” He stands, offering you his hand.
When you meet his eyes, they hold sincerity you never would have expected to see from the party boy. A sudden wave of confidence washes over you, downing the rest of your drink, flashing him a smile and grabbing his hand, letting him lead you through a back gate.
The two of you take a midnight stroll under the stars, laughing and joking around. He tells you stories about his most hilarious drunken incidents and you share about your most exciting Academic Decathlon. There’s lots of teasing and playful touches and after awhile, you find yourselves in silence, just enjoying each other’s presence.
“Y/n,” Tom begins, thinking this might be his chance and working up the courage he know he needs to make this kind of move with a girl like you. “How long are we going to do this before you kiss me?”
“W-What?” You stop dead in your tracks on the sidewalk, not entirely believing what you heard. Let’s be honest, the thought had been swirling around in your head since he first came to talk to you.
“C’mon, y/n. Kiss me. I know you want to.” He smirks, turning back to you. You swallow hard, trying to avert his gaze. “I dare you to kiss me.” He speaks more slowly, more deliberately, taking a small step towards you, who, in turn, takes a small step backward.
You did want to. You’d never wanted to kiss anyone more in your life than how badly you wanted to kiss Tom right now. But you’re nowhere near as experienced as the girl’s he’s typically with. You know you’d only embarrass yourself. You started to feel stupid for him being so nice to you, for even coming with him, for this whole night.
“Wow, ok. I’m so stupid.” He says, a sudden realization courses through his veins at your silence. “I thought that you...I’m just gonna go.” He says, running his fingers through his curls and taking a step backward, a discreet peak around to make sure no one had seen his rejection. It’s not often a frat boy of his status gets rejected like this. In fact, it’s never happened to him. He’s so used to working his charm and getting his way that he doesn’t know what to do with this weird feeling bubbling in his gut.
“No, w-wait, Tom...” you began, reaching out and gently catching hold of his arm. “I-it’s not that I don’t want to k-kiss you, it’s just...” You trail off, dropping both your hand and your gaze from him as you feel another wave of embarrassment flush over you at the thought of admitting these words to him. How could you possibly explain your situation to someone like Tom, anything you could think to say would sound stupid to someone as experienced as him. You suddenly regret that you’ve said anything at all.
Fighting his disappointment, he takes a small step back towards you, as he seems to sense your unease. His hand gently brushes up against yours before slipping his fingers into yours, giving a reassuring squeeze. His chocolate eyes are compassionate and inquisitive as they gaze over your features, waiting for you to continue.
“It’s just that I’ve never been in a relationship before, so I don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing.” You speak so quietly that, even in the dead of the night, you aren’t even sure if he’s heard you. Your eyes are still trained on a particular patch of brown in the otherwise green grass, not daring to meet his for fear of the judgement you know is taking place.
If you would have, you wouldn’t have seen an ounce of judgement, only shock and bewilderment. Tom knew you weren’t the promiscuous type, but he never would have guessed that a girl as beautiful as you has never been in a relationship, let alone that you’d never so much as been kissed. He mentally curses any guy who’s ever made you feel like you’re not good enough, simultaneously thanking god for giving him this opportunity with you. He won’t mess it up.
“I can change that...if you want me to, of course.” He speaks softly, moving the hand that held yours to your hips, your gaze finally shifting back up to meet his for just a small moment, before you feel yourself giving a timid nod. There was no one you’d want to change that more than him.
He takes a small step closer, closing the distance slowly, eyes fluttering between yours and your lips and back, making sure you were ok with this. When he sees you pull your bottom lip between your teeth, he brings a hand up to cup your cheek brushing his thumb over it and releasing it from their grip, and you can’t help but sink into his palm. When he’s finally close enough that you can feel his lips ghosting over yours, he pauses, if just for a second, and you’re surprised to find that it’s you who finally connects them, capturing his bottom lip in yours.
After a nanosecond of surprise, Tom gently parts his lips ever so slightly, your cue to do the same, allowing your soft, smooth, silky lips to perfectly slot together with his. Never before has Tom been so consumed by a simple kiss and he holds this one maybe longer than he should, not wanting to let this moment go. When he finally pulls back, noses brushing and lips ghosting over yours a second time, he meets your eyes for the ok to reconnect them. You only nod once more.
Tom takes the lead, moving his lips against yours and you try to move in sync. You feel him guide you a couple steps backwards, the hand that cupped your cheek moving to press against a tree as you come in contact with it. You assume you’re doing something right when his tongue glosses across your bottom lip, and you allow him more access. His tongue slips into your mouth and you taste his beer, mixed with a taste that you assume can only be uniquely his. You hear him moan into your mouth, hand gripping your hip. You’re so lost in the sensation, tongues wrestling, that it’s several minutes before either of you come up for air.
“Right…well...” Tom begins, slightly out of breath, pressing his forehead to yours. “I’m not sure how we ended up kissing like that…” He trails off, taking another few breaths.
“Was t-that, ok?” You stutter out, averting your gaze, the heat flushing to your cheeks.
“God, y/n, you’re perfect.” He mumbles. “Now, about fixing that whole relationship thing.” You hear him whisper, wide eyes meeting his in confusion.
“Darling, when I said I could change that, you didn’t think I just meant the kiss, did you?” He smirks.
A/N : hey guys!! Here in a one-shot of y/n and Peter spending the day together in a shopping mall and y/n wants to go get candles! If you have any requests for Peter or Tom lmk love you beans!!
A/N- hey, I hope you guys enjoy this one! While writing this I listened to “love in the dark” by Adele so if you can listen to the song and read it would make more sense as a passionate piece xx (linked below)
‘stay where you are’
I was stuck between two people, someone who I had loved for so long and the other by my other side who I had developed feelings for overtime but I wasn’t so sure anymore
‘everything changed me’
the one had given me something that I couldn’t live without but I couldn’t carry on like everything was fine because I had waited so long for him to love me because he promised, he promised he would always be there for me but then left me for someone else with a snap of a finger
All my efforts faded quick and I couldn’t understand why until my first lover had set me free, had come back for me. In a flower of fields I had sat lost on what o do and then in the distance I had seen the person who was the only one for me this whole time
there was so much space between us for so many years but he had come back and made everything better for me for us both and just then I had shed a few tears because it had been a rough couple of months stuck between the two but a few moments I had found out
wiping my tears away he was in the distance calling my name over and over until he was close enough to me that I was able to answer and as soon as we made eye contact from the other side of the flower field the love of my life had come running towards me and I had started doing the same
“Peter!!” I had screamed from a few more steps away
“y/n!!” he had screamed back and just like that I had jumped into his arms that hugged me tightly. I lifted my legs for them to meet his hips as I wrap them around him and feel my whole world come together
I felt so safe so loved and so cared for! I thought I couldn’t be saved but I was wrong, it was always him, he was the person that I needed throughout my life and if we hadn’t lost contacts because of our fathers maybe he would’ve been mine sooner! Maybe it wouldn’t have felt like we were oceans apart but I had loved him ever since the first time we locked eyes and now I was in his arms hearing him call my name. Calling me his love, his darling, his everything as he stared me down and gave me the most passionate kiss I had ever received
Loki was no longer on my mind because in that moment it was the reason why there was still hope in love, the little bit of hope that had kept me going these past few years without him but knowing that he was still with me where ever I had gone was the best feeling I could haver gotten to finally take the spark I carried and make it a flame
the flame I carried with me till I was ready. Till we were both ready and when things had fallen into place. He had then put my down as we had rested our foreheads on each others catching our breathe before speaking
“I love you y/n I always have” he had stated with so much truth
“and i never stopped loving you Peter” I had given him a soft smile as he twirled me and given me on more peck
It just goes to show doesn’t it, that no matter how long you have to wait it it’s meant to be it’s meant to be. And if it doesn’t work out in the end at least I was sure that I didn’t waste my time on the wrong man because even without the romantic relationship I still manage to be happy with him in my mind giving me a smile each day
“I will always love you Mr. Parker”
“ and I will always cherish you Miss y/l/n until the day I get to call you my wife.”
With the words he had spoken to me it was enough to get me to shed a tear once more before he connected our lips and pulled me closer to him just to keep me close, a sign that he would never let go and I knew he wouldn’t because he was my one and only as he always was
There went my alarm at 7 am, I groaned as i turn my body slapping my hand on my phone to turn off the alarm slowly rubbing my eyes to try help wake myself up, after all it was a new chapter and a good day to finally work on the house.
I got out of bed and made it making my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth wash my face and do my hair. As soon as I was done I had changed and put a little bit of makeup to start my day.
When i made my way downstairs I realized that no one else was up yet so I made myself some breakfast and took a shake with me that I could have throughout the day while cleaning up the place.
I got a taxi to the apartment, as I got out the taxi I had stood right in front of an obstacle that should of been done a while ago but now seeing I was actually going to be coming back and forth between Paris and London it just makes sense to have it ready always! Just incase.
I made my way inside only to see many boxes that have been untouched and a dirty and dusty floor to clean...I was going to need to do a clean of everything and I knew this project would take me time which isn’t a bad thing, I knew that it would be a lot of fun and so the journey began.
I started off with moving the boxes outside the door to clean the floor, walls, counters, cupboards, everything! which took me about 2 hour to do in total to do both upstairs and downstairs of the place.
I then started with the boxes which had all cutlery, dishes, bowls etc. the place had just been cleaned over, so I had taken them all out giving them a clean to dry them and put them away.
I took a break at this point just to have a little bit of my shake and check if I had received any text messages while I was busy and so I did.
tom: hey! I’m spending some time with my family. We just went golfing and now we are on our way to see a movie but I promise I’ll come by after
you: all good! don’t stress I’m doing alright! enjoy the movie!
tom: thanks so much! See you soon
I then got back to work uncovering some furniture that was left behind for me. A few chairs and lamps where left but not much so I had cleaned those and then made my way to a few stores to order some furniture as well, I thought of sticking with one room at a time to get it done so I decided to start on the lounge since there had been some things already in place.
I had gone a few roads down to a wonderful Tom Dixon, Ikea, Aria shop and more. I got 2 mirrors and a few fleece and fluffy blankets to make it more cozy and homey and by then it was already looking better! I had then gone down the road to print a fee pics from my phone o add them around the house which is what I’d ask Tom to help with a bit... let’s just say I’ve had bad experience with chipping the walls.
As soon as I had come back I lay the frames on the kitchen counter and plopped myself on the couch and sent a pin to Tom just to make sure he knew where to go. I spent a little more time on my phone until I heard a knock on my door, I knew it was Tom! I got up and made my way opening the door to see him smiling
y- hey stranger!
t-hey! How goes things?
y- pretty good actually! I just need your help with one thing!
t- I’m all yours for assistance, you really did well you know!
y- aww thanks!
I nudged his shoulder while giving him a smile. I showed him the frames I wanted up and explained how I’d already chipped the wall.
t- clumsy aren’t you?
y-pretty much but I got the nails and hooks to add!
t-alright let’s do this, I was wondering when I’m done putting these up for you if you’d like to go get dinner together?
I gave him a soft smile and giving him a kiss on his forehead
y- so like a date?
t-maybe...
y-okay Holland lets do it!
I positioned the frames where I think they’d look best and Tom helped add the nails and hooks so that I could place them. I looked from a far and was proud of the progress made today!
I called Tom over and he had a look for himself
t- you know y/n you are really good at this whole designing aspect too
y-thanks, what do you say we get out of here for today and head out to eat?
t- I’d like that
I gave him a run on his back and we made our way out as I locked up behind us.
a/n: just a short little piece :)) I hope you enjoy! feedback is always welcomed and appreciated!
this is not proofread !
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“Come on Pete you gotta help me out here,” you grunted, doing your best to drag the weight of his drunken body up his stairs towards his apartment. You felt his chest rise and fall quickly, a breathy chuckle leaving his lips as he watched his feet take guided steps one by one.
“My foot is like, sooooo much bigger than yours,” he giggled, nearly falling over from laughing so hard. You couldn’t stop the smile that rose to your lips, shaking your head at the boy’s goofy antics. You drug him up the final step, letting out a breath of relief.