@infernalrampage asked I'm falling in love with you. // young tom
They were at a party, the red solo cups were everywhere. The other loser's weren't here though. Honestly, Tom only came because Bev was here. He was like a puppy, always following close behind her. Though admittedly last week he had turned into a bit of an attack dog. His knuckles still scraped up and bruised from beating up some assholes who thought teasing Beverly was a good idea.
Sure granted Beverly could always stand up for herself, but when it came to throwing hands? Tom had that covered. her shit talking those fuckers while he beat their ass up was the best thing anyways.
Now. He's leaned against a wall, holding a red solo cup, looking to Bev in front of him. She looked nice tonight, as she did every day.
But when she said she was falling in love with him. For a moment the string lights in the house that illuminated them both seemed to brighten her up even more. His heart hammers in his chest. Was she just pranking him? She was good at being playfully mean at him. And of course he loved her, he has ever since they were kids. He just..Never thought he'd hear her say it.
"You sure it's not just the Joint I shared with you talking?" Tom asks with a small grin, but her offers his hand to her to open his arms up for her to step into.
"You mean that?...You..You're really falling in love with me Bev?"










