tom holland oneshots

way more than 50

the hollands prank the reader into thinking they bought something expensive

Something you never understood was how Tom sometimes still used his parents' accounts when shopping online. You supposed it was a family thing, because both of the twins still did it, and occasionally, Harrison.

Tom's mother had planned a cute brunch date, inviting practically every brother and Tom's closest friends. Granted, it would probably just include Harrison, Tuwaine, and Elysia, but that was still quite a few people.

Your birthday was right around the corner. Normally, Tom would make a big fuss before the day even hit. But this year, he didn't mention anything. No plans, upcoming dates, or present shopping. He seemed rather on edge, instead, as if he was trying not to spoil one of his movies again.

You didn't mention anything; maybe work was just distracting him. You didn't mind, so long as he didn't forget your birthday all together.

Pushing those thoughts aside, you closed the car door and followed the steps to the front patio of the Holland family household. It was peculiar, because though you roomed with Tom and Harrison and Harry and Tuwaine, none of them had driven over with the two of you. It was just you and Tom in the car, which made for a rather quiet trip.

Nikki still greeted you at the door, thankfully, so you knew things weren't too off the game. After serving food and dining together, the nine of you sat outside, in the sunny backyard. The temperature was quite on the low side, so the contrast with the sun's heat was quite nice on your skin.

You were sitting beside Tessa when Tom and his parents went inside to discuss something. You watched them walk out, watched them talk through the clear glass window. You turned away, scratching Tessa behind the ears and observing Paddy play rugby with Harry and Harrison. They accidentally kick the ball right into your kitchen, and you catch it before it can harshly smack you in the stomach. Just as you do, Tom comes marching out of the house with his parents trailing behind him.

"Y/N?" He's speaking sternly, and his tone makes you stand up quickly, ball still in your grasp. You spin around to look at the three of them, and the rugby players turn to watch too, no longer concerned about what's taken their ball. "Can you explain something for me, please?"

"Uh," you swallow. "Sure?"

Tom steps aside and Nikki and Dominic step forward. "We've recently... reviewed our shopping accounts and.." Nikki clears her throat. "There's an order for an item over 50 pounds."

"Now look," Dom is gesturing gently. "We're not angry, but we just want to know that you're not taking advantage of the fact that you have the privilege to shop under our name."

You clear your throat. You're sure your face shows confusion, because you have absolutely no idea what they're talking about. "I'm... i'm sorry. I wish I could help but... I didn't order anything."

"Yes, you did," Tom's voice is still a bit stern, and you grow nervous. "It arrived today. At this address."

"Oh."

You watch Tom grab something from behind the chairs, and he pulls out a fresh designer jacket from your favorite brand. You gasp, dropping the rugby ball as Tom breaks out into a smile. His family mirrors his smile, and you can hear the boys chuckling from behind you.

"Tommy..." You look at him, mouth ajar as he still presents the gift. "You didn't..."

"Oh, I think we did," He chuckles, and you wrap your arms around him despite the coat in between the two of you.

"This must've costed way more than 50 pounds!" You're still wide eyed as he chuckles.

"Well," Harry lets out a breath, eyes darting to the new jacket. "Try it on!"
You do just that, giving everyone a twirl as you hug yourself, eyes sparkling.

"Did we scare you?" Dominic asks after a few moments, and you laugh.

"For a minute there, yeah. I thought I'd just been sent to the principal's office or something."

Tom laughs, wrapping an arm around your middle and bringing you close. He kisses the side of your head, and you lean into his touch. "Happy birthday, baby."

"Thank you," You smile into his chest, fingers tapping right over his heart.