Tom Barber x Platonic! F. Reader
Warning: angst, hurt/comfort, mention of abusive boyfriend, soft Tom, Tom is an awesome friend.
*3rd person pov*
Tom sat on his apartment couch playing Mario Kart. He was sipping his soda calmly.
All of a sudden a panicked pounding on the door startles the young man out of his concentrated race. He gets up and jigs to the front door and opens it to see his childhood best friend, y/n. She falls forward when the door opens and Tom quickly catches her and holds her to his chest. Tear streaks in her face and red bloodshot eyes look up at him. A look of pure devastation is etched on her face and it breaks Tom's heart to see her in such a state.
"Hey, are you ok? what happened? why are you crying?" he asks her as he gently pulls her into the apartment and closes the door. The girl only cries harder and holds onto him as if she will loses him if she lest go. The two sit on the couch, Mario Kart forgotten as the hound man focuses all of his attention on the hurt girl before him.
The boy simply holds the girl close to him and lets her cry to her hearts content. Tom calmly sways the two to comfort the girl. After a while, the girl's sobbing turn into quiet sniffling and she simply lays in his arms in exhaustion while Tom runs his fingers through her hair for comfort.
"Are you ready to tell me what happened princess?" Tom calmly asks. Y/n looks up and Tom looks at the girl in shock. A big red mark is on the girls skin, the hand print is situated on her cheek which has been covered by the girl's hair when he first opened the door for her.
"He hit me." that was all the girl could say. She sounded exhausted and it took everything for Tom to not drive to the girl's ex-boyfriend and beat him senseless for ever hurting his best friend and also his secret crush.
"You can stay here with me, spend the night and we'll figure something out" he slowly pulls away but the girl's hold only tightens and a panicked look sets on her face, her eyes begging him to not leave her alone.
He sighs and decides to just pick her and up and move to his bedroom. He lays the girl down on the bed and gets in the bed next to her. Tom starts to calmly run his fingers through her hair knowing just how much she enjoys it and how relaxed she gets afterwards. Y/n curls up into his side, her head resting on his chest.
For the rest of the night, all Tom could do was hold the girl and think about what he is going to do. He stayed up well past midnight playing with her hair and making sure she did not have any nightmares and was safe.
"There is no way in hell that I'm letting you go back to that asshole," he mumbles while looking down at y/n. The red handprint not so red anymore but it was obvious that her cheek will be bruised. "You're not going back to him." he sighs and finally allows himself to drift off to sleep. Holding his friend closer to himself to make sure that no harm will reach her.
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