tom holland + peter parker

here we go again T.H.

request: can u do one where is ag!reader's birthday party and there's a lot of celebrities there (like rihanna, beyonce, kylie, doja, megan...) and she introduce tom and the boys too to them? i love your writing 🥺💙

aww🥺

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"C'mon, babes!" You pull him into your side. "It'll be so much fun! And besides, you're a social butterfly. You'll fit right in," you smile with some extra pep, and Tom laughs in response, finally nodding in agreement.

"Alright. But don't touch your present until it's time."
"I won't!" You squeal. "That was one time!"

"One time too many!"

"Fine, fine," you stand up. "C'mon, take a shower with me."

Tom raises a brow, "Oh?"

"It's my birthday," you smirk, "I can have whatever I want."

"That indeed, darling," he's pulled up by your arms, and the two of you go off to get ready for the party in just a few hours.

Finally, forty minutes later, you've dressed and prepared to drive down to the country club you've rented out for the party. You don't normally make such a big deal about your birthday, but because of the success of your recent album, you know everyone would want to rejoice after all the time in quarantine.

Applying your last bit of lip liner, Tom comes strolling in while adjusting his Rolex watch. He reaches for the comb sitting in the top drawer, and you admire how sensual he looks getting ready.

"See something you like, love?"

"Ah ah ah," You stop him. "I get free access to gawk over your hands. Today is shame-free, baby," You do the rock 'n' roll sign for dramatics, and Tom teasingly rolls his eyes.

"Okay, go sit in the car, love. I need to get your present into the trunk while you aren't eyeing my hands."

"Yeah yeah," You wave him off, and as you leave the bathroom, Tom playfully slaps your ass, sparking a giggle from you.

Afterward, when you finally do arrive, your mom and close friends/choreographers have already made sure the setup was complete. The first few guests to arrive are your closest confidants: Victoria Monet, Tommy Brown, Scootie and Mikey, Tayla Parx, and Courtney Chipolone.

"You look good, girl!" Victoria greets you with a soft hug, her highlight accentuating the beautiful shades of her skin.

"You too!" you reciprocate her excitement.

"And happy birthday," she holds you at arm's length before turning to Tom. "Treating the birthday girl well?"

"Of course, of course," he clasps his hands together and smiles so wide that his eye crinkles show. You smile at that, hand going to the small of his back to pull him closer.

More people arrive, and soon enough the hall is packed and you've lost Tom in a crowd of familiar faces. You see him sitting at the bar, engaging in conversation with his brother Sam and Scott, your choreographer. Deciding to make your way over to him, you're halfway through the bunch of the crowd when Abel stops you to catch up.

"Oh-! Can I be right back?"

He nods with a smile, sipping his cocktail and letting you run off again. Quickly, you make your way to the barstool that seats Tom.

"Hey love," he greets.

"Hi, baby," You curl into his side, waving gently to the boys sitting beside him. "C'mon, I want you to meet some people."