🔅Thomas brodie-sangster one-shots🔅

🖤Home For The Holidays🖤

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Y/N- Your Name
Y/N/N- Your Nick Name
Y/H/C- Your Hair Color
Y/E/C- Your Eye Color
Y/B/F- Your Best Friend

A/N- Happy reading! Make sure to leave comments and vote!

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You fidgeted with the hand that rested on this inside of your thigh. You played with the rings on his hand, tracing your fingertips over the veins in his arm. You looked over at the man driving the car and you observed his focused features. He noticed you looking at him and he turned and smiled at you. He gave your thigh a reassuring squeeze while his other hand rested on the wheel. You reached up to brush a lock of hair out of his face.

You and your boyfriend Thomas had been dating for two years and you had never met his parents. Which seemed odd, so now, your secound Christmas together would be spent with his parents and his lovely sister.

"But... what if..." You started but thomas groaned. "They want me to say grace. I don't do that, thats not my thing." You worried.

"They won't. That is the 90th what if question you have asked. They are going to love you." He said.

"If they don't will you still love me?" you asked although you knew the answer.

"For the last time. Yes!" He laughed. you leaned over to him and rested your head on his shoulder. He kissed your head and continued play with his hand.

Finally after a while thomas had pulled into the driveway of what you assumed was your destination.

He parked the car turning it off before he turned to you. "Its okay love. Calm down." He said in a deep throaty tone that made you go wild. He placed his hand behind your neck and pulled you towards him. He pushed his lips to yours in a hungry attack. You paused for a secound before you kissed him back one of your hands was gripping his shoulder and the other was tangled in his hair. You combed your fingers through his golden brown locks. What went from a way to calm you down turned into a full blown makeout session. A minute or two later you heard a knock on the window. You heard thomas mumble shit before he broke away and fixed himself up before he stepped out of the car. You combed through your hair and fixed your makeup really quick before you stepped out of the car.

"Its so good to see you tommy!" Thomas's dad said. Thomas gave you an, im sorry, look before he motioned for you to come over. You walked over and you shook his dad's hand.

"Dad, this is my girlfriend." He introduced before putting an arm around you.

"Hi, im y/n." You greeted.

"I've heard a lot about you y/n, all good things. I'm mark." He smiled.

"Hey, is mum here?" Thomas asked.

"Oh! Yeah she's right inside." He said pushing you into the fairly large house. You looked around at the foyer seeing photos of young Thomas and some photos of ava. Your eye caught a particular photo of Thomas's mom at the barre. She couldn't have been any older than 20 and she was stretching and smiling at the camera.

"I forgot your mom was a ballerina!" You said to thomas.

"Yeah, your gonna love her." He said pushing you along. You nodded and smiled. As you continued down the hallway you were pushed into one of two living rooms. This one seemed to be the normal family room with the couches and a large bay window. There was a TV in the center wall but it got lost in the sea of bookshelves. The bookshelves next to the tv were filled with movies. And you noticed a little section of movies in bookends and you noticed they were all of the movies and shows tommy was in. He saw you looking at those, giggling a little. He pulled you closer to him making a face at you before laughing. The two of you waited there while his dad was getting his mom.

"I heard tom was here!" You heard a woman say before she ran into the livingroom hugging thomas.

"Hi mum." He greeted. Thomas's mom was skinny with long blonde hair. She was tall, only slightly shorter than you.

"And you must be y/n." She said turning to envelope you in a hug. "Its so good to finally meet you! I'm Tasha. Bug you can call me Tash or T. Whatever you like dear." She said pulling back from the hug.

"Now you." She said turning to thomas. "I have a bone to pick with you young man." She said hitting him in the shoulder. Which made you giggle.

"Ugh. Mom. Not now." Tommy whined

"Why didn't you tell me about that music video thingy! I was just scrolling through Facebook and then. Boom. My son. Also, you never visit." She scolded

"Sorry mum." He mumbled. She nodded in approval before she turned to you.

"Tour?" She asked and you nodded. She led you into the secound living area where there were basses and guitars hung on the wall. A huge bookcase filled with records and another one with 45s and cds. "Music was always very important to us. Especially when the kids were young, it teaches patience and its just a nice skill to have." She smiled

"I agree." You told her. The two of you talked and got to know one another.

"hey boys! Go put the kettle on." She yelled out to them. She showed you the kitchen and where the bathroom was. You made light conversation as she lead you up the stairs showing you through. "Now this is Thomas's room, its like Avas but he has an ensuite. They fought about that all the time." She laughed. You walked in looked around. There was a four poster bed in the center of the room. There was corner where a bass amp sat and bunch of music sheets on a little boom case. There were skate boards hung on the wall, most of them worn down. There were posters on the wall of old movies and bands. There was a door that you assumed was his closest and another that was the bathroom. You sat down on the freshly made baed. Tasha had left by then. All of the sudden someone sat down beside you making indent on the comforter.

"See, it wasn't that bad." Thomas said to you. You moved done the one of your legs was crossed onto the bed and the other was hanging off the side, this way you could look at him.

"No, they're nice." You told him as you fixed his hair. He scooted closer to you and picked your lips.

"So you found my room. Huh?" He said.

"Yep." You sighed as you tilted your head to meet his. You kissed him slowly, the kiss only lasted thirty seconds, but you felt sparks. You always did with thomas.

"What was that for?" He asked you as he cradled your face in his hands.

"For latter when your mom inevitably shows me your baby photos."

"Oh don't you dare." He shared at you.

"Or what?" You flirted.

"Or I'll marry you." He acted angry.

"Thats long term. Whats your short term?" You said and he pulled you towards him so you were straddling his lap.

"I will pin you down onto this bed and make you scream so hard and loud you won't be able to speak right for days. And then you will have to sit down with my parents and try and act normal although they know very well what had happened the night before." He whispered in a throaty tone into your ear. Letting his hot breath prick at your skin. You let out a jagged breath.

"Now let's go get our stuff and get settled. Dinners in twenty, and its going to be torturous for you." He whispered the last part in the same manor he had before.

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