hello! i have this idea for holland march! i headcannon that (especially after a long day/case) he would find comfort in his partners heartbeat! can you do something fluffy and sweet with him? maybe some cuddles and reader ends up getting nervous about it so their heartbeat speeds up a little and holland just loves it anyways :) ty have a good day/evening/night!!
wait that's so very cute. i love this very much. i will try my best!! (also for other people who have sent prompts&requests, i promise i'll get to them!! had a busy week<3 thanks for the support!!)
holland and your heartbeat <3
" x reader, including holland march : the nice guys (2016.) ★ " -> no smut, just fluff as prompted <33!
holland had a long day. him and healy have been working on a specific case for what was probably days now, and it tires him out. not only that, but holly had begged him to let her sleepover at one of her friend's house, who's mother he argued with before. but, after much convincing, he caved. he could never deny his sweet daughter anything, especially not considering they only have eachother after his late wife's death.
well. that was until you came along. you were amazing. holland obviously had fallen first for you, but you fell harder. you're sweet, a bit dorky and awkward, and you love so hard that sometimes holland could feel it radiating from you. warm and sweet and something oh, so you. he adores it. he also adores how you adore him and his daughter. holly has definitely warmed up to you. she loves your presence, mainly because you make her dad drink less and make him less stressed. and stupid.
holland gives a long yawn as he comes inside, it being quite late at night to where the shining moonlight would peek through the windows. he notices that the house is quiet, but that's familiar by now. you're probably asleep, he thought to himself. he kicks off his scuffed shoes, trailing his way to the fridge to grab a beer on instinct.
until he saw you. you're on the couch, wrapped up in some worn but warm blankets, watching the small television screen. his hand paused where it had reached out, before falling by his side. the beer can wait. he closes the fridge door shut with his hip, making his way over to the couch you've seemed to claim, as if it were your own. at this rate, it might as well be. you practically live here with holland and his daughter now, and he loves it. loves your company. loves the fact he's not as... lonely, anymore.
you spot him and give a sleepy grin, “oh, hi.” you greet softly. he blinks down at you, before he smiles right back, his cheeks turning rosy. it's cute when he gets flustered like that, for sure. he swallows and giggles to himself for a brief second, before replying just as softly; “hey, sugar...” without a second thought, he gets on the couch with you. not sitting down normally though, no. instead, he cuddles his whole body into you, pushing his face into your neck, then his cheek against your chest. he lets out a sigh. one that he's probably been holding in all day.
you pause. he's a clingy man, sure, and you knew this, but... you're still not fully used to it. you raise a hand, but you don't know what to do with it, and you feel your face grow warm. his closeness always seems to make you flustered. it was silent for a moment, before he chuckles again quietly, looking up at you, his eyes so loving, yet amused. “your heart,” he points out, “is beating so fast.”
you flush even more, turning your face away and not looking at him in embarrassment, “sh- shut up.” you mutter under your breath, but your slight smile shows you aren't really angry. just defensively flustered. he doesn't stop looking at you, though. his eyes stay stuck to that smile. that blush. the sweet, sweet sound of your voice. he wraps his arms around you a little closer, wanting to replace that blanket and give you all of the warmth he could. “don't worry, doll.” he states, a blush on his face too.
“i'm really happy that your body has a reaction to me, y'know.” he admits, a bit sheepishly. you now look down at the sudden softness in his tone, blinking. he realizes he got soft right after, and looks down just as you did. “not in that way.” he mumbles. then snorts, “well, i do like it in that w—” you shut him up, pushing his head gently back down to his chest before he could say anything lewd. “shh.” you say quickly with a little laugh, flushed still. he laughs along with you for a moment, then it fades.
you both sit there for a little while, and you finally knew what to do with your hand after pushing his head down, letting your fingers brush through his dirty blonde hair, him letting out a gentle exhale of contentment in response. it was peaceful, and comfortable. it's nice to have company, and affection. you both missed having it, considering you're both lonely souls. at least you had eachother, now.
after a while, you assumed holland had fallen asleep, considering how quiet he got. usually he talks your ears off. not tonight. your eyes look down, trying to see his and if they're closed or not. but they're half-open. he is awake. he catches your eyes and smiles, “huh?” he asks, quietly. you shrug and smile back. you're both very smiley with eachother, you've come to notice. “thought you were asleep. you're very quiet.” you point out, your hands still combing through his hair with gentle precision.
he hums in acknowledgement, thinking about his answer (which is rare. you never see this guy think before speaking,) before shrugging like you did. “i really like your heartbeat. it's... kinda comforting, if i'm honest.” he explains shyly. god, he's so sweet. you smile a little more, and then he giggles, “and it sped up at that.” he points out quickly, smugly. you nudge him with your knee. “be quiet.” you snark in jest. he just grins. “you love it.” he remarks, pressing his ear back to your chest. you just sigh, but don't deny it.
you do love it. and you love him. just as much as he loves your heart racing after he says something stupidly sweet. “yeah.” you just mumble in defeat, and let yourself fall into that loving silence with him again.
soon enough, you fall asleep in eachother's arms, cuddled up. you falling asleep from his warmth and closeness, and him falling asleep to the rhythmic bumps of your heart against your chest, the moonlight through the window casting a soft spotlight on you both, like a highlight of the love radiating from you both for eachother in your unconsciousness.
thank you for your ask!!
