tom holland + peter parker

unicorns vs pegasuses T.H.

request: tom shuts the reader up by kissing them, idk i just thought it would be really cute ;) <33

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After Tom had asked you to be his girlfriend, you'd expected the cute dates to end and the regular couple-life to begin. But no, you were wrong. Tom took you on at least two dates a month, and this is your first date as boyfriend and girlfriend.

It's the bowling arena, and you're currently in the lead, but not by much. You're sitting across from Tom, who's just sat back down after wiping out. You'd laughed when you saw the ball roll to the sidelines.

"Are you sure you don't want to get the railings?"

"The baby bumpers?!" He gasps, feigning offense. "Never!"

"Alright, alright," you giggle, and he sits across from you. Hopping to your feet, you grab your ball with a proud smile, waving it gently to him before spinning around and scoring a strike.

You come down from the platform with a skip in your step and an excited smile on your face.

"That was great, darling!" He gives you a high five and you laugh again. You sit beside him, thighs touching and he clasps his hands on his knees. You do the same, beaming at him while you reply.

"I guess that's the game."

"Yeah?" He laughs. "Pizza's coming in a few minutes, I think," He says. "They've got a table for us over there."

"Really?" You smirk and Tom raises a brow.

"What does that mean?"

"Race ya!" You take off, leaving Tom with a dropped jaw. He races after you, maneuvering around the people and muttering so many "excuse me's."

You laugh, shaking your foot in the air while you lean against the high table, seated with stools. "Beat ya," You smile and Tom pants, mouth still open at the stunt you just pulled.

"I can't believe you just did that."

"What?" You giggle, taking your seat. Tom shakes his head with a grin, setting his phone face down before sitting across from you. You get lost in discussing the better animal: pegasuses or unicorns. Tom's betting on unicorns, but you're pretty hellbent on convincing him that unicorns are better. You sip your lemonade while walking with him to the arcade.

"The wings are so much cooler, don't you think?"

"Mhm," he smiles.

"Like, they have the power of flight? And running? It's like the best transportation system ever, and they're really great warrior animals, don't you think? I know war is bad, but back in the greek mythology or whatever, they were used when they fought each other and-"

Suddenly, Tom's lips connect with yours, effectively shutting you up. Tom laughs, sporting a blush while you stand there in shock.

"Sorry," he laughs again, scratching the back of his neck, "You just- I just- I just really wanted to do that."

"Oh," You breath out, blinking to process the previous events.

"You're... so adorable." You look up at him, and he smiles again, biting his bottom lip. He goes on, though, just how you were with pegasuses. "I mean, how did I get someone as amazing as you? You're so fucking smart."

"Tom!"

"It's true!"

"Do I need to kiss you to shut you up, too?"

He tilts his head and raises his eyebrows. "I mean, I'm definitely not against your kisses.

You roll your eyes, stepping onto the game simulator with a sheepish smile. "You're insatiable."

"You offered!"

"Just dance with me, Holland."

"Fine," he sets his lemonade down. "But I'm beating you with these foot combinations."
"Dance Super Station is not ballet!" You wheeze out while clicking one of the game options.

"Get ready to lose."

He pauses, "I'm with you, I win either way."