Tom Holland Imagines: Volume 2

Better With You

A/N: 2 updates in one day! (can you tell I'm feeling guilty?? I promise I'm trying.)

This one was requested by the incredible @SarahFraser25! "I was thinking that the reader could come home from work or school after having a hard day and Tom has a cute surprise waiting for them when they get home"

Your wish is my command, love!

You were done. You'd had it. You'd been yelled at three times today at work: once by your boss just because she'd had a nasty argument with her wife and woke up on the wrong side of the bed, once by your coworker for forgetting to have turned in a proposal the night before, and once by the bloody woman behind you in line for lunch because you were indecisive.

On top of that, you'd lost your keys (they were in your bag), dropped your coffee (all over your white shirt), and tripped up the stairs (up, mind you, not down).

By 2 in the afternoon, you'd about lost your mind. You picked up your bag and locked yourself in a bathroom stall before pulling out your phone and picking the first number on speed dial.

"Tom?" you asked into the phone desperately.

"Hi, love! It's great to hear from you. How's your day?" Tom sounded awfully cheerful and you almost felt guilty for having a bad day.

"Actually pretty horrible," you sighed, your voice breaking. 

"Not now, AJ. Give me a second," Tom told the makeup person off to the side. He returned to the phone promptly. "What's the matter, darling?"

"Everything," you wailed, in full-on tears now despite yourself. You didn't have the heart to explain everything.

"I'm so sorry, Y/N/N. I wish I could do something. But I'll tell you what...you've only got a few more hours left and then you can come home! I know you can do it. Don't worry."

At half-five, you came in the front door and dumped your bag onto the floor. Just the comfort of the smell of home was enough. 

"Tom! I'm home!" you called into the house. You moved into the living room where "Into the Spiderverse" was playing quietly in the background. Tom had left the remote on the armrest and came sliding in on his socks when he heard you come in.

"Hi, darling! I'm so sorry you've had such an awful day." He engulfed you in a massive hug and you could barely get off your shoes before he dragged you into the bedroom.

"Tom, I love you, but I'm not in the mood..." you groaned as you lagged behind him.

"What? No! No. That's not what I was....no." His cheeks went a cute shade of deep pink. "You just sit there. I have a surprise for you." He was already on his way out of the bedroom.

"A surprise? What does that mean?" you called after him. No use. So you decided to change into some cozier clothes and wait. A few minutes later, Tom returned with two large bowls of macaroni and cheese, some wine, and...a hairbrush?

"What's this?" You asked, chuffed.

"Just your favorite mac and cheese, that bottle of Bordeaux that's been sitting in the basement for a year."

"Tom! You did all this for me?"

"Of course I did! You deserve it. Now you just sit there and eat and I'll braid your hair for you. And when you're finished we can watch whatever movie you like."

You felt as if you might cry again. But for a good reason, for once.

"You're...incredible, Tom. Thank you so much."

"Of course, love! Now sit still. It's just occurred to me that I'm not quite sure how to braid hair."