My Bosses Son (Tom Holland x Male Reader)

Chapter 2 ~ Work with Me

Monday 10:27 AM
You waited inside your boss's office for Tom to return.
Boss: could you do me a favor, kid?
You look at him and nod your head.
Boss: I know my son can be a bit of a hard ass, but could you try to be his out-of-work buddy.
Y/N: I'll umm try my best.
Boss: Thank you.
Tom enters the room and sighs, and grabs your hand.
Tom: let's go, noobie.
Boss: Thomas.
He stops and slowly turned his head towards him.
Tom: yes, boss.
Boss: Be friendly and smile.
Tom faintly grins and leaves the room.
Tom: Anyway, let me show you around the place, so I get back to my work.
He shows you around, still holding your hand, guiding you around the place other people were staring at the both of you. You tried to tell him, but he just ignored you until he reaches your office space.
Tom: here's your stop.
Y/N: could you let go of my hand now.
He looks down and quickly snatches it away from you could see his face turn red as he leaves towards his office.
Stranger: first day, huh?
You turn to the stranger.
Y/N: yeah.
He extends his hand out.
David: David, and you are?
Y/N: I'm Y/N.
You shake his hand.
David: your hand is warm and sweaty.
Y/N: I'm just nervous, That's all.
David: you'll do fine. Just don't get on his wrong side, okay.
You look at Tom. He's talking to some lady.
David: Well, see you later, new guy.
He leaves, and you head into your office space. After going a pretty decent job on your first day, it's officially time to clock out.
7:30 PM
You go outside, and Tom is there waiting for something or maybe someone. You stare at him, and he notices you. Then he starts to walk away.
Y/N: Thomas.
He continues walking, So you follow him.
Tom: shit.
You catch up to him and walk with him.
Y/N: wanna hang out?
Tom: no.
Y/N: why not!
Tom: I'm busy.
Y/N: with?
Tom: Work now, leave me alone.
He starts to walk faster, and he tried to catch up with him.
Y/N: Tom, come on, work with me here.
He ignores you; you could see that he was getting annoyed.
Tom: Listen, I know my dad put you up to be my friend or whatever, but I'm doing lovely without one, so go bug someone else.
You stop following him as he continued to walk towards his destination.
Y/N: what a shit head.
You went to the bus stop and headed to your apartment. You were checking your phone for messages until you bumped into someone knocking you to the floor.
Y/N: dammit, I'm so clumsy.
Tom: you live here too.
Y/N: oh, Thomas, I didn't know you lived here.
Tom: could you stop calling me that it Tom.
Y/N: why are you standing out here.
Tom: that's none of your concern. Just leave, okay.
Y/N: fine.
You leave into your room took a quick shower, and are dinner.
10:35 PM
You check out in the hallway. Tom is still out there asleep.
Y/N: what the hell, Thomas!
He jumps up and rubs his eyes, His paperwork all over the ground.
Y/N: are you locked out?
Tom: Dammit.
Y/N: here, you can sleep at my place for the night.
Tom: I don't want your pity, newbie.
Y/N: that it as payment for your watch.
He sighs, and he inside your apartment.
Tom: it's nice in here.
Y/N: was that a compliment?
Tom: sure, I guess. Do you mind if I use your shower?
Y/N: not at all.
You hand him a rag and towel, and he heads into your bathroom.
Y/N: so you want to talk about you sleeping outside your room?
Tom: I, umm, left my keys at work.
Y/N: distracted by that pretty lady, huh?
Tom: no, I don't date people at the work office. That's inappropriate.
Y/N: but you do you think she's pretty?
He walks out of the bathroom with a white tank top on and some dark blue boxer shorts.
Tom: that's none of your concerns.
You stare at his very muscular arms. They look like he could crush Mountains if he tried.
Tom: you okay?
You snap out of your trance.
Y/N: I'm okay. We should go to the gym together.
Tom: I already took you that I don't want to be friends.
Y/N: come on, being friends with me that bad.
He goes and sits on your couch.
Tom: yes, because you only want to be friends because my father told you to be.
Y/N: that's not true.
You walk over with some warm tea.
Y/N: here, have some tea.
He grabs the cup and takes a sip.
Tom: this is good.
He continues to drink it. You loved the smile it put on his face.
Tom: Listen, I'm sorry for what happened in the office with the whole hand thing.
Y/N: it's fine no one questioned me about it.
Tom: I was just stressed out, and I didn't realize.
Y/N: It's OK, I promise.
He sighs in relief.
Y/N: you take the bed. I'll sleep on the couch.
Tom: umm, thanks.
He lays down, and you cut the lights out after you lay down on your couch.
Tom: hey y/n.
Y/N: yeah.
Tom: umm, Thanks.
You smile and rub your fingers together.
Y/N: no problem.
Tuesday, 6:57AM
You slowly open up your eyes. You look to check on Tom, but he's gone.
Y/N: of course.
You get up and get ready for work.
Y/N: of course, he left. I thought I was getting somewhere with him, I guess.
You pack the rest of your things and headed to work.
~TBC~