ooooooooo baby let's do this. Can I pleeeaase get a blurb with the prompt "Apparently all our friends have a bet we're going to end up together" in a like production assistant that's friends with all the ffh cast context?? (If u couldn't tell... I love that trope lmao) I am SO proud of you girl ilyyyyy
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also this is cheesy as fuck I’m sorry lol
“Is it just me or have they been acting weird all day?” Tom asked, jerking his head in the direction of the rest of your friends.
You were in the middle of organizing some paperwork and Tom was hanging around you like usual, trying to distract you from your work. You glanced up in the direction he was gesturing to and saw the rest of the cast huddled in a group whispering intently. You made eye contact with Zendaya and she smirked at you before turning her attention back to the group.
“Like they keep looking at us and whispering,” Tom continued, looking back towards them nervously.
You shrugged. “Apparently all our friends have a bet we’re going to end up together.”
“Wh-what?” Tom sputtered, completely caught off guard. “How do you know?”
“People really don’t know how to use this,” you said, tapping the headset resting on top of your head. “Jacob was borrowing it from Natalie earlier, just messing around with it, and he mentioned it when he was talking to everyone else.”
“What the fuck, is there money on the line?”
“Fifty bucks.”
He laughed. “That’s all we’re worth to them?”
You put the paperwork down and looked at him finally. “I guess.”
“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
“Because it’s just a stupid bet and our friends are ridiculous. It doesn’t mean anything.”
Tom worked his fingers underneath the collar of his Spider-Man suit as if it were choking him all of the sudden. “Well, the bet had to come from somewhere, right? Why do you think they think we’re going to get together?”
You narrowed your eyes at the flustered boy in front of you. What was he playing at? “They probably came up with it after last week.”
Last week. Production was running behind and they’d kept you working long hours. You stayed long into the night after everyone else had gone home and sometimes even until the sun rose the next morning, having to do the whole thing over again with no rest in between. It’d been exhausting, and you’d slept when you could, napping on furniture that wasn’t being used on set, hiding out in Zendaya’s trailer, and even curling up on the concrete floor just to get a few minutes of rest.
Tom had found you on the floor once in the middle of last week when he wasn’t needed in front of the camera. You were shivering and sleeping fitfully. He sat down against the wall next to you, shrugged off his jacket to lay it across you, and propped your head up onto his lap so you could have a pillow. He played with your hair lightly as you slept and smiled to himself, wondering what you were dreaming about.
When you finally woke up again, he was still there, but he’d fallen asleep too and his head lolled to the side against the wall, still wearing his Peter Parker costume.The sight made you grin like an idiot and you relaxed back onto his lap, curling up with the jacket. Everyone around you was wrapping for the day and getting ready to go home, but you didn’t have the heart to wake him. You stayed like that until another production assistant was threatening to lock the two of you in the studio overnight, forcing you to finally shake him awake.
“Well what are the bets?”
“Hm?” you asked, snapping back to reality.
“Like when do they think we’ll get together?”
“Oh, um, Jacob says within the week, Tony says by the end of the month, Angourie says two months, and Zendaya says at the end of filming.”
“So all of them think it’s inevitable?” Tom asked curiously, his eyes gleaming with something you couldn’t put your finger on.
“Yeah,” you laughed nervously. “They don’t know what they’re talking about.”
Tom cocked his head to the side. “No?”
“I-I don’t-” now it was your turn to be flustered. “What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking that maybe we turn it around so no one gets the money.”
“Oh,” you said, your throat feeling dry all of the sudden. For a minute you thought he was about to say that they were right, that he did want to get together with you, but now he was talking about never getting together? You pursed your lips, trying not to let your disappointment show.
“Yeah. We should do it today.”
“What?” Your eyes snapped wide open and your face began to get warm as you looked up into Tom’s soft brown eyes.
He took your hand, rubbing his thumb in circles on the back of it. “No one bet that we’d get together today.”
“Are you serious?”
He let your hand go hastily. “Yeah, um, unless you’re don’t feel the same way, then just forget-”
You rocked up on your tiptoes and put your lips to his, kissing him through a smile. He was surprised, but kissed you back, snaking his arms around your waist and pulling you close to him.
“They’ll never see it coming.”
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