Tom Holland One Shots - Completed

Affection in the Shower

A/n- If nobody comments an idea on the "I need help" chapter then I'm gonna finish this book in a few chapters. Meaning it will end, forever. So please! Whether you think the idea is too big or too small, comment it down. Take a chance!

Person- Tom Holland

Warning(s)- Nudity, Self-insulting, Self-bullying, Mentions of cutting, and Fluff.

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I walk past Tessa, giving her a small head pat before walking into the master bathroom. I sigh softly, going to the shower and turning it on. I let it run for a bit and while I wait I go to the countertop and sit on the ledge. I fiddle with the strings to the robe as I think to myself 'Tom's been gone for so long..his acting career is really taking off. What if I get left behind while he meets famous people?' Once the bathroom got hot I stripped myself of the robe, setting it down on the countertop. I head over to the shower and step in, closing the glass door behind me.

The hot water was soothing to my sore muscles, I reached past the door and grabbed some soap before putting a little on my loofah. As I began rubbing it around my body, my eyes began starring down at some of my body parts. My self-doubt began to crawl to the surface as I started insulting myself. 'Why is Tom still with me, I'm so chubby..he always says he loves my curves but what if he's just lying. No, he wouldn't lie to me, but what if he actually hates my body shape..' My eyes landed on my chest as I clicked my tongue in an annoyed manner. 'I'm flat, I barely have an ass and the only place I'm curvy is my stomach and legs!'

After I finished washing off the body soap I moved on the shampoo. I turned the water down so it was more of a luke-warm almost cold. 'My hair is so long, it's always in his face. Maybe I should cut it..but then what if he doesn't love me for my short hair.' I began rubbing the shampoo into my hair making it all foamy. "Maybe I should just break it off since Tom doesn't like my body and how it looks.." I spoke aloud with a soft sigh before my body tensed up from the door opening. I covered my chest, moving my leg to try and cover my lower half. 

I bit my tongue when I saw it was Tom, he was naked and his hair was messy like always. "Darling, who are you talking to?" He questioned me confused and looked around like I was on a call. "Nobody.." I mumbled, he stepped in and leaned to kiss me but I turned my face away, mumbling without realizing. "My lips are too thin for Tom..he'd probably like plump lips." His eyes softened towards me as he hummed softly, his hand moving my leg down. I felt his hands grabbed my arms and pull them off of my body. "Darling, I've already told you this multiple times. But I understand, we both go through a phase of doubt."

"Huh?" I asked confused, glancing back at him. He held me still by my chin, pecking my lips softly. He closed the door behind him as he moved closer to my body. "Tell me darling" he spoke and I tried to act confused "what do you mean?" He rolled his eyes "darling don't try playing stupid. Tell me what you were thinking" quickly submitting to his plea. "W-Well I'm too chubby, you always say you love my curves but what if you're actually lying-" his hand grabbed my hips tightly, yanking me against his body. I blushed from the hard impact.

"T-Then I talked about being flat, and how I have no ass. But how I'm really fat in my stomach and legs-" He leaned his head down and gently pecked my breasts, I bit my lip looking down at him. He then moved onto his knees, leaving multiple kisses along my breasts and stomach. He glanced up to me before standing up, his hands snaked around my waist and landed on my butt. Gripping my butt and squeezing them, giving a loving smack to both. "And?" He asked, looking me straight in my eyes. All I could see was pure love and affection.

"Well, m-my hair is so long it's always in your face. I-I thought about cutting it multiple times but what if you lose your love for me because of how short I cut it." I rushed out, trying to avoid any stuttering. He moved one of his hands into my hair, running his fingers through my hair that ended at my lower back. "Anything else?" He questioned and I tried thinking of more things on the spot but the only thing I could think of was my scars. I almost yelled "my scars!" He did a soft smile and I mumbled "m-my scars, it just shows you how weak I was that I turned to a blade.."

"Darling, you are the strongest woman I know. Those scars are just a marking of how far you've come in life. Your curves are one of the things I love the most. I could care less if you were full or flat, booty or no. But believe me or not, you definitely have an ass." He chuckled softly causing me to let out a small giggle. "There's that beautiful giggle I missed, I've longed for you so much. Your personality, your long beautiful hair, your body, your face, your voice, and even your scars." His eyes traveled down to the scars of my cuts and brought my arm up to his face before gently kissing each scar on both arms. 

"I'm with you because I love you and everything about you. Darling please, please don't think bad thoughts ever again. I can't stand seeing you in this kind of state." He told me, his voice cracking slightly. "O-Okay, I'll try." He shook his head, pulling my body against his as he spoke. "Promise me" I bit my lip, hesitating. He gently pecked my lips, leaving a trail down to my neck. Sucking on my sweet spot, I gasped softly and rushed out "I-I promise! I promise Tommy."