Tom Holland Fanfic

Interviews and attire

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"Where are they again?" Tom shouted from your shared bedroom. He was looking for a pair of pants so he could do his zoom meeting. Ever since the pandemic, he had to do press tours from the comfort of his home office, he still liked to dress up though.

"They're in my underwear drawer, I knew that if I put them in with your clothes they would get wrinkled and I would have ironed them for no reason," you shouted from the office down the hall.

Tom opened the top drawer of your shared dresser to be met with a huge surprise. He giggled and lifted up the item before taking his black slacks out of the other side of the drawer. He headed back to the office with a shit eating grin on his face.

"What is this," Tom asked, raising his eyebrows ever so slightly. He carefully help the piece of clothing up for you to see.

"A bra," you said, looking up for your book. You barely paid attention to him, looking back down.

"Who's on it," he smiled, biting him bottom lip between his teeth. He giggled a bit, coming closer to you on the couch.

You carefully looked up, knowing he was going to tease you about it. "Spider-man." You answered, making eye contact with the half dressed boy.

"You own a bra with your boyfriend on it," he giggled and then flashed you a big smile, "so, uh how long have you had it?" He asked, sitting next to you.

"Why does that matter," you asked, closing your book, taking note of what page you were on.

"Because, I could have seen my girlfriend in a spiderman bra before now and I haven't. This is an outrage. This is your new lingerie." He said, making a dramatic scene about it.

"Tom, I haven't even wore in before, it was a gift from a friend when we started dating. It was just a gag gift." You said, replying to Toms drama.

"Yeah but a hot gag gift." He said, playing with the red straps of the bra.

"I'll tell you what," you said, with a devilish look on your face. He knew you were up to no good when ever this look appeared on your face. "I'll make you a deal," you stopped for a second, poking your tongue to the inside of your cheek, "I'll wear nothing but that bra and sweatpants for the rest of the day, if you...only wear boxers for the rest of the day on your zoom meetings." You said, smiling a seductive smile.

"Deal," Tom said, sticking his hand out for you to shake. You rolled your eyes before shaking his hand. "Now go, I have 5 minutes before this interview and I want to see it." He said, handing you the red and white bra. You took it before walking back to your bedroom.

When you went back into the office, Tom was messing with the lighting around him and making sure his mic was working. You cleared your throat before walking back in and sitting onthe couch behind his laptop. Tom looked up, completely shocked.

"Holy shit, fuck me," Tom said, as you picked up your book, slowly opening it while making eye contact with the brunette.

"Wish I could," you sighed, looking back to your book.

Tom sat down, flustered from the sight in front of him.

"Are you sure they can't see me," he asked, nervous about them seeing him in just his boxers.