tom holland + peter parker

grilled T.H.

requests:

Can you write something about Tom and y/n sneaking away from their kids to have some "alone time" and then they get questioned when they come back

hi love, could you do something where tom and styles!reader go out for a date night and harry watches their kids?

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"You know they're not gonna be happy."

"Love," Tom groans, spinning around while he adjusts his bowtie. "They're gonna be fine. Besides, they're with your brother."

You nod, slipping on your left shoe. It's date night, for the first time in almost a year. Scarlet is now two, and Jade has finally started sleeping through the nights. When your doctor said everything was okay, you and Tom took the opportunity to plan a date as soon as possible, calling in Harry to play babysitter for the night.

"Yeah but what if they get fussy or something?"

Tom chuckles, making his way over to you and crouching down in front of you, taking your hands in his. "Just enjoy the night? For me?"

You smile thankfully, knowing he's right and that you should just let loose a little. Your hand cups his cheek, pulling him in for a sensual kiss. He nearly groans, but the doorbell rings and you're standing up faster than he can muster. He groans in annoyance and you giggle, making your way to the front door.

"Hey, H." You smile, bringing him in for a hug. He smiles, returning the hug before waving at Tom who stands near the stairwell. The girls come running towards the front door and suddenly, Harry is on the ground, engulfing them in hugs and picking them up playfully.

You smile at the image, and Tom comes closer to you, hand on the small of your back, kissing your cheek. When Harry finally calms down, you're grabbing a bag of supplies Harry might need while the girls are out of the house.

"Have fun," He says. "But not too much" You roll your eyes at your brother, getting ready to say goodbye to the girls.

"Mummy I don't wanna go." Scarlet whines, hands tugging on your dress. You pout.

"Only for a few hours, baby, okay?"

She pouts, but nonetheless, gives you a large hug before stumbling over to Tom.

"How's my best girl?" He tickles her sides, holding her against him. She giggles, her mood lightening, and Tom coos at her again. "Will you be good for uncle Harry?"

She nods furiously, and When Tom offers her his pinkie,she immediately returns the gesture, their pinkies intertwining in a promise. "Good." He says against the cheek of her skin, kissing it softly, before setting her on the ground. She stands by Harry's legs, and Harry hands you Jade.

The same thing happens again, until ten minutes are down the drain and they're driving away in Harry's Subaru. As you get ready to head to a restaurant downtown, you can only hope you'll have enough time to do everything you want to do tonight.

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You're back a little later than anticipated, which doesn't leave much time for you and Tom do get down to real business. He's kissing you passionately, hands low on your back. Yours are feverishly removing his bowtie, fingers getting lost in his hair. He moans out into your mouth, and eventually your tongue slips in.

Before you can get any further, however, the doorbell is ringing obnoxiously and you're forced to pull apart. Tom is left to calm down a bit, and you make your way to the front door, adjusting your lipstick as best you can.

Just as you open the door, Scarlet rushes in, almost knocking you off your feet. Harry shrugs apologetically, but you thank him nonetheless for keeping them out an extra hour longer.

"Mummy!" She cheers, making grabby hands for you. You carry her just as Tom walks into the room, adjusting his trousers. "I missed you!"
"Missed you too, bubba." You smile, kissing her cheek. She frowns.

"Why's daddy's face all red?"

You turn to look at him, and he has your lipstick smeared all over his face You roll your eyes, licking a finger to wipe it off. He gets the message, adjusting as best he can. Harry eyes the two of you annoyingly.

"He just likes to play with mummy's makeup sometimes, bub." You lie to her.

"Where's daddy's bowtie?"
Tom sucks in a breath, hands reaching for his neck, only to find the shirt bare of any neck accessory. "Uhm... It got... too... tight." He scrambles out an excuse, and you almost palm your forehead.

"Yeah, mummy had to help him with it."

Scarlet hums, and Harry takes this as a moment to interject. "I'm gonna go put Jade down to sleep." He holds the baby girl up a little, indicating she's already asleep in his arms. You smile with a thankful nod, and Tom kisses Jade's forehead before Harry takes her upstairs.

Scarlet is still suspicious, but she's just as giggly and curious as ever. You sit down in the armchair, Tom grabbing a pillow to place over his lap while you talk with your daughter.

"Mummy, why can't daddy hold me?"

"He has.... A sore lap, baby."

Her brows furrow. "Pillow?" She motions towards it and you nod.

"It helps him out a little."

She huffs, unsatisfied, but you pray she drops the subject. When Harry comes downstairs, you feel at least a little bit relieved. He eyes you and then Tom who nervously has a pillow over his lap, and he rolls his eyes.

"C'mon, Scarlet. Let's go read a bedtime story." He offers her his hand but she huffs again.

"No! I wanna stay with mummy!"

Tom pouts, even through his boner he feels bad, but luckily Harry is persistent.

"We can cuddle extra good if you come with me." He tries another offer, smiling as she lights up like a tree, popping off your lap and coming with Harry. You giggle, turning to Tom.

He rolls his eyes, "Care to fix this?"

"Not my fault you're needy."

"It is too, your fault!" He huffs. "I haven't had sexy time with you in forever!" He grumbles, and you laugh again.

"C'mon, you big baby." You stand up, grabbing his hand. "We still have some time."

"Not if your daughter grills us again."