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Better Days

Hi my dudes, here’s the fifth part I promised months ago (yeah I’m a slow writter sorry (not sorry))

Rainy Day | Stormy Day | Sunny Day | Beautiful Day

Pairing: Best Friend!Tom Holland X Reader

Word Count: a steamy and uncertain 5.2k

Warnings: Smut my dudes, a little bit of angst but a happy ending

Author’s note: So I wrote this for @noir-spiderr‘s 3k followers celebration a while ago but I was a lazy piece of shit and I didn’t take time to post it before now so oops my bad haha

Prompt: “I got you some flowers.”

Having sex with Tom was clumsy and yet it just felt right. No one had ever kissed you like he did, no one had ever held you like he did. It was perfect and everything you had ever wanted.

You kept asking to yourself why. Why had you pushed him away so far when this was waiting for you? Why hadn’t you been able to realize your feelings for him before your friendship went south? Actually, you knew the answer but you hated to admit it to yourself. You had had to lose him only to be able to find him again. You had had to lose him to realize your heartbeat was steadier next to him, to realize there was warmth even in the coldest of storms, that there was light even in the darkest of nights if only you knew where to look.

And now you knew. As he made love to you again in the morning, just before the sun went up, you knew. Light was in those brown orbs you had known forever and yet it was new. Warmth was in his lips on your neck, and his hands on your hips. Tom was warmer than the sun, both for your body and for your heart.

“You alright?” he asked as you lied in his arms afterwards, listening to the beats of his heart.

“Never been better”, you whispered and you heard the rumble of his chuckle.

“Knew I could make you feel great”, he laughed.

“You div”, you chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.”

There was a moment of silence as you watched a particle of dust dancing in the morning light. It fell lazily, twisting in the sun, ever so slowly.

“Then what did you mean?” he asked and you could hear his heartrate picking up a little.

You propped yourself up on one elbow and looked at him. “You know what I meant.”

“Do I?” he whispered as his eyes darted to your lips.

You couldn’t resist. You leaned in and kissed him, and again you could hear the fireworks exploding all through your mind, flashes of blue and green and red. Red. It was the purest shade of red you had ever witnessed.

The kiss was slow. Just like the dust. It was lazy but it was how it was meant to be. How it should have been for so long.

You climbed on top of Tom, putting your legs on both sides of him, and his hands found your hips. Again.

Being with Tom was a lot more passionate then what you had expected it to be, but it felt great. Your body needed him just as much as your mind did.

He bit at your bottom lip and you sighed of content before rolling your hips forward. You could feel him getting hard again.

“Are we going to do this all day?” Tom asked in a breath as you left his mouth to kiss the sweet spot under his ear.

“I wouldn’t mind”, you whispered in his ear and his breath hitched in his throat.

One of your hands got lost in his curls as you worked your way on the skin of his neck, making sure to leave a mark there. You kissed it afterwards, before your lips found his again. This time the kiss was needy and you couldn’t resist from grinding on his length again.

You moaned in the kiss and Tom replied by making you roll so he ended up on top. He kissed you and then made his way down your body, beginning with your neck and then with your collarbone. He stopped at your breast, his lips hovering just above your skin and you could feel his breath against it. That was enough to send shivers down your spine.

You whined a little as Tom just continued going down and he chuckled.

“Is there something you’d like me to do before I go further down?” he whispered as he kissed the skin underneath your breast.

“Don’t be a tease”, you pleaded.

Tom sat on his heels then and suddenly you felt cold, very cold. You whined again, hiding your breasts with your hands.

Yes, this was the third time you were sleeping together. Yes, Tom had felt your skin against his all night. But there was something different, something more intimate about making love in the soft light of dawn.

“Don’t hide yourself, darling”, Tom said. “You’re the sweetest sight I’ve ever been able to gaze upon.”

“Stop being cheesy”, you blushed.

“I’m just saying the truth”, Tom smiled. He leaned in and kissed the back of your hands. “Wasn’t there something you wanted me to do just here?”

You took a deep breath and nodded your head.

“Then you won’t mind if I do this?” he asked as he took your hands away from your breasts.

You didn’t mind, oh no you didn’t. Especially not as his lips wrapped around your nipple and he sucked on it. You moaned softly, which again made you blush.

There’s something indescribable about making love with someone you’ve known all your life. It brings out a type of vulnerability you didn’t think you had in you. At the same time, it felt as if you had finally found the puzzle you had been looking for, the one that fitted you perfectly.

Tom’s hand covered your other breast as he worked on your nipple, his tongue swirling around it. You could already feel your heat getting warmer, and he hadn’t even gotten near it yet. But it was just a matter of time. And if there was a thing you had realized from making love with him twice in a night, it’s that homeboy liked to take his time.

And you did too. You didn’t want the moment to ever end, and if he had to take his sweet time kissing every inch of your skin, than you were going to let him do it. And you were going to savour every second of it.

Tom’s empty hand caressed your side and went down your body. Slowly. Even slower than the dust. Your hand tugged at his curls as he got closer to your heat, your skin already so sensitive to his touch. One of his fingers slid down your folds. You moaned a little again, tugging harder at his curls. You could feel him smirking against your skin, but you didn’t mind. Not when he was making you feel so great.

His finger slid inside of you, curling up immediately to find that spot that could make your back arch with only a single stroke. And it did and you tugged as his curls as a louder moan fell from your lips.

Tom’s mouth left your breast to find yours as he slid a second finger inside of you and your moan was muffled by his lips moving against yours.

Tom’s fingers moved inside of you, hitting that same spot over and over again. He was the first person to make you feel so great. Finn had never been able to please you like Tom did but you weren’t going to complain. The others were temporary, Tom wasn’t.

Even though the sun might hide behind some clouds, it always comes back. And Tom was your sun, of course he was.

You felt your orgasm building up inside of you, your nails digging in the skin of Tom’s shoulder. He left your mouth to suck at that sweet spot on the skin of your neck and you lost it all.

His name fell from your lips in countless whispers as you hit your high, your vision blurring from the intensity of the feeling vibrating through you. You felt like a bird, a bird soaring in the rising sun, taking in the warmth of the day after a long night and it felt amazing, oh so amazing.

As you got down from your high, you regained your senses and knew it was your time to please Tom. Of course you liked receiving, we all do, but there was something about seeing Tom coming undone that was making you feel even better than your own orgasm. Perhaps this was love. Cause when you love, you give and give and give, and you don’t expect anything in return.

Tom lied down next you and you didn’t take your time. You went down his body, faster than he had did because you couldn’t take your time, not when he was right there, waiting for you.

You grabbed his length with one hand and you glanced at him before resting your attention back on the task at hand. Your tongue grazed the skin of his dick, from the bottom to the top, before you took him all in.

Tom took a handful of your hair as you started to move up and down his dick, your tongue twirling around the tip as you sucked on it before going all the way down once again.

Tom groaned as you sucked a little harder and you felt your heat dripping again and now all you wanted to do was to bury him inside of you. But you couldn’t. You had to be patient and to give him what he had given you.

You continued working on him, and you could feel his dick getting harder by the minute. You knew he was about to come, and that’s when you stopped.

“Uh?” Tom said but you climbed on top of him and buried him inside of you.

He threw his head back on the pillow, his eyes fluttering close as you started to roll your hips. His hands gripped your hips, hard, and you knew he was going to leave marks there. But you didn’t mind. Not when he felt so good inside of you.

You accelerated your rhythm as his grip only grew tighter and he opened his eyes to look at you.

You were so beautiful in the rising sun, it was like an angel had been sent from above. He watched as your boobs bounced up and down from the movement and before he knew his high hit him.

His eyes fluttered close and he moaned, your own moan echoing him as you felt him filling you with his come. But you didn’t slow down. His dick twitched inside of you and it felt so great and you could feel your own orgasm building up again. It didn’t take too long for Tom to notice that and he started moving too, hitting that right spot inside of you and you lost it.

If you had been a bird flying before, now you were an astronaut that had been thrown into the sun. It was burning, but the good type of burning. The type of burning that comes when passion hits its peak. It was the most intense feeling you had ever felt but at the same time the sweetest one.

It took a longer time for you to get down from your high this time. Once you did, you opened your eyes you hadn’t even noticed you had shut. Tom was smiling at you, with that ecstasy smile one gets after coming.

“Feeling good?” you asked and he nodded.

“Christ’s sake I haven’t felt so good in my entire life”, he smiled.

You rolled on the side to lie next to him, the skin of your arm barely touching the skin of his.

“The feeling is reciprocated.”

Tom’s head turned to look at you and he kissed the side of your head.

“Do you want to take a shower?” he asked.

“You know your shower’s too small for the both of us to fit in there”, you laughed.

“I know. What if I go first, and while you shower I’ll make you some breakfast? That sounds great?”

“That sounds amazing.”

Tom smiled and kissed you softly before getting up. He grabbed a pair of gray sweatpants from a drawer and then left the room, after having smiled at you one last time.

You smiled too and as you were left alone you got lost in your thoughts.

You had had sex with Tom. More than once. And it was the best sex you had ever had in your life. But what did that make of your friendship? Were you still friends or were you more than friends? Probably more than friends. Friends didn’t make love with each other. But what were you?

You tried not to hope too much. Yes, as you were caught up in the passion of the moment, you had felt as if you and Tom were forever. Hell, you still felt it. You wanted him to be your forever. But if he didn’t feel the same way then you didn’t want to start hoping.

You heard a cellphone buzzing on the night table and without thinking you grabbed it.

You know those mistakes we make without even thinking? Everything is alright and then you do something, you see something and the whole world comes crashing down?

That’s what happened.

Sara: Are you still coming later today? I miss you…

The world stopped turning and you just stared at the text. The more you stared the more it lost all its sense. You saw the words, but you didn't grasp the meaning. You didn’t want to grasp it. You wanted to be back on cloud nine, not crashing down to a ground that was way too far below.

The screen went black and you pressed on the button again. The words reappeared, unchanged.

You were nothing. That’s what you were. You and Tom were nothing and you had been stupid to think you could even be friends with him after everything.

You gently put his cellphone back on the night table and you sat on the bed. Your clothes were scattered around the room but you couldn’t quite see them. That’s when you realized you were crying.

You got up from the bed, quickly, and picked up your clothes as Tom’s come dripped on your thighs. You didn’t even wipe it, blinded by your tears as you put the clothes on as fast as you could before grabbing your own cellphone and leaving Tom’s room.

He was still in the shower, thankfully. But Haz wasn’t.

“Hey there, good…” Haz said as he turned around but then he noticed your face. “Woah, are you okay?”

You didn’t reply, you didn’t even want to and you walked past him.

“Y/N”, Haz called after you but you didn’t turn around.

He grabbed your arm before you were able to reach the door.

“Don’t fucking touch me”, you growled and Haz let go, not understanding what was going on.

He had heard everything about your night with Tom, although he would have preferred not to hear in so much details. He couldn’t understand what was making you cry, especially not after having seen the dreamy smile on Tom’s face from when he had left his room to walk to the bathroom.

You walked in your apartment, slamming the door behind you as a sob shook your body. You made your way to your room, crashing down on your bed as you hid your face in a pillow to muffle your sobs.

Tom got out of the shower, the same smile plastered on his lips. He dried himself with the towel, his mind going back to you and the night you had just spent together. Best night of his life, if he was being honest. His mind got lost in dreamy thoughts as he got dressed and walked back to his room, never once seeing Haz on the couch.

His brows furrowed as he noticed you weren’t in his room anymore. He walked back to the living room and only then noticed Haz.

“Hey mate, have you seen Y/N?” he asked. “She isn’t in my room anymore.”

“I don’t know what you’ve done but she just left crying.”

“What?” Tom’s heart stopped in his chest.

Had he done something? His heart started beating again, but this time twice as fast as it usually did.

“I’ve done nothing what the hell, we were just…”

He found himself at a loss for words. Had you wanted to have sex with him? Was this night only a one night stand for you? And if it was, then what did it mean for your friendship? Had he just lost you again?

“Well she lives next door, go to her you div”, Haz stated.

Tom fought the tears in his eyes at the thoughts that were spiraling in his mind “Right.”

He ran to the door and walked to yours. He knocked and waited. Oh boy did he wait. He knocked again and waited, knocked and waited, again and again. He didn’t want to let you go, not when he had just realized how in love he was with you.

His knocks grew weaker as he waited for you to answer and he could almost hear you crying on the other side. And he hated to have to wait, he hated thinking that he had done something. But what? The night had been so perfect, everything he had always dreamed it to be, what had changed in the couple of minutes he had been in the shower?

He knocked again. Knock knock. But the door stayed stubbornly closed, and tears were pricking at his eyes and he felt so stupid, so stupid to have thought it was okay to have sex with you. Of course you didn’t feel the same way, why would you, after everything he had did to you.

“I don’t think she’ll answer”, Haz admitted from the open door of their own apartment.

Tom turned his head to look at Haz and the tears won the war against him, rolling triumphantly down his cheeks.

“I can’t give up”, he said as a sob shook him.

Haz walked to him and grabbed his arm to pull Tom inside of their apartment.

“What happened?” he asked once they were sat on the couch, Tom hiding his face in his hands as the tears just continued to roll.

“I don’t know, mate, everything was great and then I went to take a shower and she was gone when I came back”, Tom explained.

He didn’t understand, couldn’t understand and all he wanted was to go back an hour ago, when he was lying next to you and everything truly was alright.

“She seemed pretty hurt, something must have happened”, Haz stated.

“I swear I didn’t do anything. Hell, I almost told her that I’m in love with her.”

Haz stared at the floor as he too couldn’t understand, couldn’t wrap his mind around why you would be crying. He knew you loved Tom, it was common knowledge, so what could have broken your heart like that?

“I always fuck everything up”, Tom muttered once the tears slowed down. “Fuck, I’m so in love with her, it’s unfair. She’s everything to me and now I may have lost her…”

“Mate, relax, maybe this doesn’t even have anything to do with you.”

Haz hoped he wasn’t lying, he hoped he was right but something in the corner of his mind told him he was actually lying. Why would you have pushed him away if Tom hadn’t hurt you?

“I’ll just go back to bed”, Tom said after a while. “Maybe if I sleep she’ll still be here when I’ll wake.”

Haz wanted to say that things didn’t work this way but he couldn’t. Once Tom was in his room, Haz grabbed his cellphone.

Haz: Hey Y/n, what happened? Are you alright?

Y/n: I can’t believe I was stupid enough to think Tom even cared about me.

Haz: What are you talking about? He does care about you, he knocked on your door for a full thirty minutes.

Y/n: If he really did care he wouldn’t be seeing her today.

Haz: Seeing who?

Y/n: You’re his best friend you should know what’s going on?

“Holy fuck”, Tom said as he walked back in the living room, holding his cellphone as if it was the heaviest thing he had ever held.

“What?” Haz asked.

“I was supposed to hang out with Sara to…”

“Excuse me, what the fuck?” Haz exploded. “Why the fuck would you hang out with your ex?”

“I don’t know, man, I don’t fucking know, she begged me to come over and I couldn’t say no”, Tom explained, his eyes still round with fear.

You had seen the text. It was the only explanation there was to this.

“That doesn’t make it any more alright”, Haz said. “Fucking hell, Tom.”

Tom sat on the couch and opened his texts. He didn’t reply to Sara. He couldn’t.

“She’s seen the text”, he stated.

“She probably did”, Haz said. “What are you going to do?”

Tom thought for a moment. He had no idea. He wanted to erase the last few days from existence so when he’d receive Sara’s text he wouldn’t reply. But life doesn’t work this way. He had to live with the consequences of his acts, even though they meant losing you.

“I don’t know”, Tom simply replied. “I fucked up.”

“You should explain to Y/n what happened”, Haz said “She deserves to know the truth of this.”

“What truth?” Tom asked. “That I couldn’t say no to my ex even though I was coming home to Y/n?”

“But what were you going to do with Sara?” Haz enquired. “I mean, you’ve been in love with Y/n for so long, what could have happened for you to decide to see your ex?”

“Sara’s dad passed away and she needed someone”, Tom explained. “I couldn’t say no.”

Haz sat in silence for a moment. That made sense. Tom always gave himself away to everyone. He was always there if someone needed him and he never was able to say no to anyone. But if there was a thing he knew about you it was that you were just the same. Which meant you’d understand.

“Okay”, Haz said after a while. “See, I think you can fix this.”

Tom’s eyes left the carpet to find his best friend’s eyes. “How?”

“I mean, regarding the situation, it’s understandable that you’d agree to hang out with Sara”, Haz admitted. “You just have to explain it to Y/n. I’m sure she’ll understand.”

“She won’t reply to me”, Tom whispered.

“She will, eventually”, Haz stated. “She always does. You guys are pulling at the other like magnets, she can’t stay away from you.”

A flicker of hope burned in the back of Tom’s mind. Was there really a possibility that you’d forgive him and that all of this could be put behind you? “I’ll be right back.”

Haz watched him leave, wondering what the hell Tom was going to do.

On your side, you felt drained. So drained and exhausted. You wondered why Tom always had to hurt you. You guessed it was how things were meant to be. You see, some people enter in our lives to teach us a lesson. Maybe Tom was your lesson. A lifelong lesson but a lesson nonetheless.

You heard your cellphone ring with Tom’s tone. You watched it ring, until the screen turned black again. You sighed deeply, but then it started to ring again. It took Tom four tries before you finally picked up.

“I don’t want to talk to you”, you said the minute the phone reached your ear.

“Y/n, let me explain to you, it’s really not what you think it is.”

“Oh, I know what this is. I’m just one of the girls you’ve fucked without even caring about…”

“Don’t finish that sentence, you know I care about you.”

“Do you really?” you asked.

“Of course I do!” Tom exclaimed.

“Then why were you going to see your ex today?” you enquired with the smallest voice.

Tom sighed on his side of the line. “Listen, I’m right in front of your door and I won’t move until you open the door. Let me explain it to you, but not on the phone.”

“You’re annoying, Thomas”, you sighed.

Something in his tone told you maybe there was an explanation. Maybe you had just overreacted.

You walked to your door, fearing the moment you’d opened it. You remembered that night, a year ago or something, when Tom had come to your door to tell you he had broken up with Sara. For a moment it felt as if you were in a déjà-vu, but when you opened the door, Tom wasn’t crying. And he was holding a bouquet of roses.

You hung up the phone as you both just stared at each other. He took in the sight of your broken gaze and hated himself for it. But he was there to fix it.

“I got you some flowers”, he stated.

He offered them to you and you wanted to resist, you wanted to tell him to fuck off, but you instead grabbed the roses.

“You better have a good reason, Tom, or else this is the last time we ever talk”, you said.

The roses were gorgeous. They were a dark shade of red, and their scent hit your nose gently, reminding you of the roses he had given you on Valentine’s Day years ago.

“Can I come in?” he asked, running a hand through his curls.

You hesitated, you truly did, but you couldn’t say no. Especially not to him.

“Yeah, come in.”

You walked to the kitchen, where you found a vase to put the flowers in. You didn’t once look over your shoulder at Tom, but you knew he was watching you.

Even though you didn’t want them to, your thoughts went back to the night and then the text. You spun around, anger flashing on your face.

“You better start explaining soon”, you growled. “I won’t let you stay here all day, you’ve hurt me enough.”

“Sara’s dad passed away a week ago”, Tom said.

All the anger in you disappeared and you felt sad. Sad and weird considering your awful relationship with your own dad.

“I’m sorry”, you automatically responded.

“Oh, it’s okay”, Tom said. “But that’s the reason why we were supposed to hang out. You see, she needed to see someone and I couldn’t say no, especially not regarding the circumstances.”

You stared at him, waiting for him to continue.

“I… I know it’s probably still not okay and I wouldn’t have wanted you to see the text but you did and… And I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, Tom, I understand. I may have overreacted a little.”

“Oh, no you haven’t. Considering the night we just spent… you haven’t.”

An awkward silence fell on the two of you and you looked at your feet.

“Fuck I hate this”, Tom muttered.

“Would you have really gone?” you asked, raising your head to look at Tom with tears-filled eyes.

He thought about it for a moment. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t know.”

“Tom, please leave.”

He stared at you and shook his head no. “I don’t know if I would have gone. If last night didn’t happen, maybe I would have. But it did happen and you know… you know it changes lots of things.”

“Does it really?” you asked with the smallest voice you could mutter out.

You stared at your feet, not once daring to look up at Tom who had approached you and was now standing in front of you. He gently grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at him.

“Yes it does”, he affirmed. “It changes everything.”

In that moment you decided you had overreacted. You understood why Tom would have wanted to be there for Sara. He was like that and it was one of the reasons why you loved him. Because yes, you did love him. More than you wanted to admit it to yourself. He was just so caring of everyone around him, no matter what his past with said person was and it was the reason why you loved him.

“Can I kiss you?” he asked as his face was already inching closer.

You nodded and shut your eyes, waiting for him to close the gap.

He did, gently, not wanting to scare you away. And at first the kiss was a little cold, but you eventually melted into it. Tom pulled away after a moment and you opened your eyes to find him already staring down at you.

“I love you, Y/n”, he said, matter-of-factly. “I’m so in love with you and I hope you’ll forgive me for this.”

“There’s nothing to be forgiven about, you did the right thing”, you whispered. “I would have done the same thing if the situations were reversed.” You paused. “I just wasn’t expecting to see that this morning.”

“Well, I’m still sorry, I didn’t want fuck the events of last night up.”

“It’s fine, Tom”, you gently said. “It’s fine because I love you too, and I don’t ever want to lose you again.”

He smiled and you noticed his eyes filling with tears. Happy tears.

“Fuck, it feels good hearing this”, he laughed and your laugh echoed his.

“Feels good saying it.”

Tom pulled you into a hug and he wrapped his arms tightly around you. It felt even better to be in his arms, knowing he loved you and you loved him. Now, forever was not just some unreachable thing, it was a fact you could hold in your arms.

You wrapped your arms around his middle, hiding your face in the crook of his neck.

Tom was warmth. He was better than the warmth of the sun. To be honest, you wouldn’t care if the sun stopped shining because you still had Tom. It was simple, it was warm, it was light and it was peace. Tom was all of that, and now he was yours.

You were thankful for the trials life had put on the road that had led to you being in Tom’s arms on that chilly October morning. They were what made the two of you you and by that, I mean you. They were the reason you loved him and the reason he loved you more. They were the reason he was light and the reason you were an angel. They were the reason you knew forever was possible, if only you were able to grasp it in that single moment it comes. And you had been able to grasp it, oh had you been able. You had been able to catch your forever before it was too late. Life had thrown you an uncertain ball, but you had caught it and made it certainty. And you were never going to let go of it.

You were done hurting and for good. You knew by the way Tom was holding you that he was never going to hurt you again and you knew by the way your heartbeat was steady that you were never going to push him away again. Bad days were in the past now.

And better days are ahead.

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