Foreign voice of an actress
Title: foreign voice of an actress
Type: One shot
Pairing: Tom Holland x reader
Warnings: fluff, other languages than english (It's translated in the clip? clamp? what's the name of these?->) and so much randomness like… what the hell did I write here? It’s almost 2 am so don’t judge. lol
Summary / prompt: You're a voice actor for a well-known Hollywood actor and Tom hears one of your works. OR in which Tom Holland is a fangirl of you just because of your voice.
Word count: ~780
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"Two tickets for the movie… uuhhm… that movie with Susanne in it" Tom laughed nervously, fumbled with his fingers under the counter from the ticket seller.
"You mean 'The life of Suanne'?", the red-haired woman smiled at him, which mirrored in his dark sunglasses. What a strange young man, with his also strange friend, that stood behind him with a cap and sunglasses, too.
"Yeah, sorry we're on… on Vacation here", he gave her a bright smile and hoped his white lie would be believable.
"Sure…" she giggled, as she tapped in his order. "You sure you want to watch it in German?" she asked, not looking away from the screen, located slightly left to her.
"Yeah, I think it will be funny", he said, ignoring the mocks and the objections from Harrison, that said he won't understand a fucking word.
"That was unbelievable…" Tom's voice was quiet, as if he doesn't want to gain attention because of his British accent in a city where everyone spoke German.
"You didn't understand a word, Tom", Haz laughed, putting one of his hands on Tom's shoulder.
"Yeah, maybe. But the voice from Susanne, dude. Didn't you hear her?" He was starstruck, completely blown away of the voice he heard the last one and a half hours. The voice, that belongs to you.
"It had a melody I've never heard before. Like an angel, like a daylong lullaby", he worshipped.
"You sound like one of your fangirls", Haz rolled his blue eyes, still smiling.
"As if that's a bad thing, mate. All that matters is, that her voice was a gift to me, and I have to find her!”, Tom turned around, full of enthusiasm, throwing his hands in the air, as if he just had the best idea of his life.
“Good luck with tha-“
“And you’re going to help me, Haz. I can’t find her alone”
“But”
“No buts, Harrison. Let’s go on an adventure”, Tom laughed again, dragging his best friend out of the cinema, towards the hotel they two stayed for two weeks.
Two weeks, fourteen days to find the Voice of Susanne. Your voice.
“I found her! Her name’s (YN) (LN) , let’s search for her facebook… or Instagram… or whatever…”, Tom smiled the whole day like crazy, as if you put him under a love spell, but he didn’t care. He fell in love with your voice already and he had to tell you somehow.
“Tom, it’s 3am, she won’t be awake if she’s sane”, Harrison threw in, closing his eyes as he lay his head back, to get at least a few minutes of rest, before Tom could even think about jumping up and running out on the unknown streets of the city they never visited before.
“I’ll just write her a message, she won’t kill me for that, right?”
And so, he did.
And you read the message at 4 am.
And you didn’t kill him.
Yet.
“Hör zu, (YN), er ist ein ganz normaler Mensch, genau wie du“1 (Ybf) reassure you, putting their hand on your shoulder to calm you down a bit. [1”Listen, (YN), he’s a normal human being, just like you”]
You bit your lower lip in anticipation as you fumbled with a strand of your hair. “Ja, aber was ist wenn er nur meine Stimme mag?“2, you asked them, suddenly turning around with a deep frown on your face. [2”yeah, but what if he just likes my voice?”]
“Dann ist er ein Idiot und jetzt beruhig dich, er kommt nämlich grad auf uns zu“3, they squealed a bit, looking behind you with only their eyes. Their head tilted a bit to the left, and with that movement you knew, they were judging him already. “Er sieht einfach aus wie ein fuckboy, tut mir leid”4, they laughed, holding their stomach during that. „Holy shit, Lederjacke und orangener Pullover“5, they continue to laugh.[3”Then, he’s an idiot, and now calm down, because he’s heading towards us” 4”He just looks like a fuckboy, I’m sorry” 5”Holy shit, leather jacket and an orange sweater”]
“Ich glaube du solltest Lieber nicht dabei sein, wenn du so weiter lachst“6, you pushed them slightly away to turn yourself around. “Er sieht doch gut aus”7, you whispered to them, eying Tom, which steps became a bit quicker. [6”I think it would be better if you weren’t here if you continue to laugh” 7”He looks good, tho”]
“Hey”, he smiled at you, holding his hand out. “Are you (YN) (LN), the voice actor I texted yesterday?”
You took his hand, shook it and nodded. “Yeah… Yeah that’s me”
And that’s the beginning of an endless fangirl trip you both gave you each other almost everyday.
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