MY FAVOURITE DUDE. Congrats on 1.8! I would like to request a fluffy Neighbour!Tom / slow burn pining on both ends cuz why not 🤷🏽♀️ love ya !
LOVE YOU!!
aight so you’d move into a new apartment after you’d broken up with your ex. you had been staying with a friend but her roommate wasn’t too appreciative of you sleeping on their couch so you found a place as quickly as you could.
anyways you’d be carrying your boxes of shit up, taking like a million trips bc no one was able to help aw :( and say youre like a few feet from your door when one of the boxes splits open, it was full of your books so they tumble all over the floor. tom hears the loud noise from inside his place so he gets up and opens his door to investigate only to find you glaring down at a pile of books. “fucking brilliant, im just gonna fling myself down the stairs now” you groan out loud. “are you okay?” tom would ask, scaring the shit outta you. like you literally scream and jump back. he apologises and tries not to laugh at your startled expression. you explain that the box broke and he helps you pick up your books and brings them inside for you before offering to help with any remaining shit you still need to bring up.
somehow you and tom spent a week without knowing each others names. you’d fallen so naturally into conversation on the day you moved in that you’d both forgotten to introduce yourselves. after two days you were too scared to ask for your neighbour’s name in case he had actually told you and it had slipped your mind and tom was the same. ((you were both that meme ‘at this point idk their name and im too afraid to ask’)) you’d be grabbing your mail as tom entered the building so he grabs his too, mostly peaking over your shoulder to try and spot your name on the envelopes but youd catch him “you spying on my mail?” he’d go beet red and just come clean that he didn’t know your name. and you would let out the biggest damn sigh of relief and say “i don’t know yours either” youd both laugh and properly introduce yourselves, handshake and all.
as weeks went by, you would be gushing to your friend about tom and he’d be gushing to haz about you. the two of you had slowly started hanging out outside of the building, giving more opportunity for stolen glances and longing looks when the other person wasnt paying attention.
months start to pass and there was a few close calls of feelings coming to the light, like when you got stuck in the elevator together. you usually didn’t have problem with small spaces but the longer you sat there in the dim emergency light the more freaked out you became. you had your head stuffed into the crook of tom’s neck as he held you tightly, whispering that everything was gonna be okay while he tried to ignore the sensation of your lips brushing his skin. he’d stayed with you that night because you were so shaken, you clung onto his shirt tightly and your grip didnt relax until you fell asleep and even then it wasn’t by much. you both take the stairs now.
another was when a very drunk tom came knocking on your door at 4am. haz had taken tom’s keys so his stupid ass wouldnt drive home from the bar but of course forgot he would need the keys to get into his apartment. leaving tom no other option, short of sleeping on his doorstep, to wake you. he felt terrible about it, apologising profusely the second you opened the door. you shush him and ask why he’s knocking at your door at the ungodly hour and he slurs out an explanation. you pull one of his arms over your shoulder and help him to your bed ((bc you have a tiny one bedroom apartment)) you tell him to get comfy while you grab him some water and when you get back he’s curled up under the covers, his clothes in a pile beside the bed. you make him sit up and drink the water before letting him lay back down and climbing into the other side of the bed. youre both facing each other, tom’s eyes slowly blinking but you’re watching him carefully incase he suddenly needs to be sick. “you’re really pretty ya know” he’d mumble, his eyes finally staying closed so he misses the soft smile that appears on your face at the words. “thanks, tommy” you’d whisper. a smile would twitch on his lips before his snores filled the quiet.
it was the first anniversary of you moving in and you had plans to celebrate. with tom, exclusively. because honestly you’d been crushing on him forever but initially you were getting over your break up from a two and a half year relationship so you didn’t want to rush into anything. and tom didn’t want to push if you weren’t ready so he hadn’t made any moves. so this was your move, a home cooked dinner but you were making it fancy. you had done your hair and make up extravagantly and you were wearing a little black dress that was very over the top for a night in. you’d left a sticky note on tom’s door telling him to dress fancy and come over. you were in the kitchen taking your homemade pizzas out of the oven when you heard the door open. you quickly put the trays down and took of your apron and ran out to the door way. you bit your lip as you took in tom’s appearance, just an ordinary black suit but the shirt wasn’t buttoned all the way and a black tie hung loosely around his neck. tom’s mouth was agape as he looked you over, the dress flattering you in every way possible. “wow” you both breathed at the same time. “what’s all this for?” he asked following you back into the kitchen. “well it’s been a year since i moved in and i wanted to celebrate.” you move the pizzas onto plates and set them on the bench in front of the bar stools. tom picks up the bottle of bubbly and raises his eyebrows to you. “and this?” you shrug, “like i said, we’re celebrating.” he nods, smirking lightly. “just the two of us?” you nod as you both sit down. “sounds oddly like a date if you ask me.” he looks at you out of the corner of his eye, taking a bite of the pizza. you take it out of his hand and protests loudly as you put it back on the plate “you know not to come between me and pizza, and im so-” you cut him off, grabbing the lapels of his suit and bringing your lips to his. he’s shocked but quickly recovers and kisses you back, sighing contently into your mouth as his hands find their place, one on your waist and the other on the back of your neck. when you part to breathe after what feels like forever he brings his hand to your cheek, rubbing circles with his thumb. “changed my mind, you can come between me and pizza any day.” he says before pulling you in for another kiss
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