tom holland
w: making out

⇢ Tom when,he watches you work and you catch him...

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You didn't know why or how you began to fall in love with Tom Holland, it just happened, at first slowly and then all at once...

Tom was seated in your hair and makeup trailer for his upcoming Spider-Man film. While you searched for a hair product which you used to style his hair.

The boy found himself watching you while you did so, the way he always did whenever he came into the trailer. He enjoyed watching you work and concentrate so deeply but most of all he enjoyed making you smile, a smile which made his own lips curl up into a huge grin.

He enjoyed the feeling of your hands in his hair, working it out into the perfect style and Tom found himself wanting,countless of times to tug you onto his lap and kiss you. His mind wandering to unsafe territory regarding you so Tom had to tell himself to behave and keep his hands to himself. Unknown to the actor you also faced the same struggles regarding him.

Whenever you got close to the British boy your heartbeat sped up and you hoped Tom couldn't hear it. The smell of his cologne drove you insane and whenever he grinned at you, you felt as if everything was right in the world.

Tom had the smile of an angel and it lit up your heart like no other. The desire to kiss him infiltrated your thoughts regularly and you had to shut it out. Especially when he looked at you in the softest way possible...

You placed the hairbrush down freeing both hands so you could look for the hair product better. ʻʻI swear I remember putting it here, why can't I find it?ʼʼ you huffed. You needed that specific one as it's what worked best on him everytime.

Tom and you had been working for years on every Marvel movie of his so you both had gotten to know each other pretty well not only as makeup artist/hair stylist to him but also as friends considering the amount of time you had spent off set,hanging out as mates.

The Spider-Man actor ran a hand through his hair before gently holding onto your wrist, gaining your attention ʻʻI'm sure it's here somewhere but first relax and just try to recall where you left it lastʼʼ your wrist tingled where he grasped it.

While Tom was met with the urge to lace his fingers into your's so the boy let go and shifted in his seat. ʻʻRightʼʼ you exhaled and thought for a moment before bending down to look at the back of one of the drawers, where you found it ʻʻYes! Finallyʼʼ

He chuckles at your reaction which makes you smile in return and scoop some of the product into your palms ready to incorporate it into his hair.

Tom glances at you with a head tilt to the side and parts his legs, inviting you to step in between them, despite it being inappropriate and unnecessary at this time.

So you raise a brow cheekily at his offer which makes the boy smugly shrug. You step in hiding a smile of your own as you do so you catch Tom's roguish side smile at you accepting his offer and it makes butterflies erupt in your stomach.

Attempting to calm them down you start working the product in, your fingers combing through his soft brown hair, smoothening it out into a Peter Parker style. As you do so Tom leans back and closes his eyes, humming in response while your fingers style his hair.

You pull your bottom lip in between your teeth, shyly. Liking the reaction Tom gave you whenever you ran your fingers in his hair.

He brushed off the thought of placing his hands onto your waist as you leaned infront of him tucking pieces of hair into place. So he placed them onto his knees that bobbed a little, up and down nervously.

Once you were done you stepped back from him and analyzed your work making Tom cock an eyebrow teasingly ʻʻAre you checking me out,Y/n?.ʼʼ Okay maybe you were a little but he didn't need to know that. ʻʻOnly because it's my job,Hollandʼʼ

The British actor laughed and you playfully shake your head at him before putting the items away.

When you turn back around, you find him already looking at you which makes your cheeks turn a subtle shade of red while he grins brightly. A piece of Tom's hair falls out of place and you lean down to fix it and Tom stares at you with an intensity that makes your breathing turn shallow.

Your heart stirs and Tom's quickens at the close proximity between you. You were close enough to see the gold dancing in his honey brown eyes. You had always felt like brown eyes were mundane,ordinary, nothing too special about it but not Tom's. His eyes were beautiful.

Tom or maybe it was you, you weren't sure whom had leaned closer. Making the moment fuel with anticipation and desire.

He slowly reached a hand up to cup your face,unable to tear his gaze away from you. His movements were slow as if he were afraid to break the electric energy flowing between. Breathes became heavier and shaky with the promise of something brewing between your lips.

You leaned into his touch and Tom's mouth parted, whispering your name ʻʻY/nʼʼ seeking permission to cross a line, one that friends didn't cross. You swallowed and then nodded once, your eyes darting to his lips then back to his eyes which was all it took for Tom to give in and kiss you.

His lips meeting yours, moving in the way that he fell in love with you, first slowly and then all at once.

His hand tugged on your waist pulling you to sit onto his lap as his kisses grew faster. Tom's thumb gliding at the base of your neck, the other grabbing at the fabric of your shirt by your hips. Your hands in his hair, tugging and messing it up as he invades your senses.

You push closer until there's no space left. He pulls apart for air but only for a second and then his mouth is back on yours, hands roaming the length of your curves and then back up to cup your face.

His nose brushes against yours,hearts are pounding and breaths merging together.

Tom pulls apart, eyes sparkling and searching yours. A silly grin on your lips that mirrors his. Your chests are rising and falling rapidly before you breathe out a giggle with Tom and then your lips are back on his.

Falling into him knowing that he's there to pick you up as you do and as you kiss Tom Holland in your makeup trailer on a work day after pining over the boy for years, you realise that kissing Tom is the only thing you need. Screw coming up for air when all you want to do is drown in his love. . . 

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a/n:

1200 words wowie idk if you guys prefer shorter or longer imagines 🤷‍♀️ pls lmk. This one was kept in drafts for a while now tbh so here it is. More descriptive and less dialogue.

Honestly was supposed to post this at the start of October but I've been feeling unsure lately about my writing and lowkey insecure which in return has resulted in a drop of updates on my part. Question like "Do you'll even like my work?" "Am I even a somewhat okay writer?" Like idk my dudes. Sometimes I think it's decent and others not so much eh anyway pls don't be ghost readers 💖

x - © Adeela
written: 31 July 2021
pub: 11 Oct