hidden identity-tom holland

part 13-finally

SMUT
y/n's pov

My mind is refusing to think of anything but the events of yesterday. I can practically feel his breath on my neck, his hands on my waist, his rosy lips so close to mine as I lay in bed.

"Hey babes, we're getting a call from HQ." Cindy knocked on my door.

"Coming." I mumbled, jumping out of bed and leaving my thoughts of Tom.

"Good morning you two. I apologise that it's early but we're very busy today." Our boss spoke tiredly.

"It's alright, how's everything?" Cindy asked sympathetically.

"Hell. But I'm not here to talk about HQ. I just want to check in. How is everything going?"

How is everything going she asks. I have a school girl crush on my fake boss who's in the mob so yeah...everything's great.

"Yeah good, good." I replied vaguely. Cindy gave me a concerned look before diving into the ins and outs of her mission.

As per usual, I zoned out whilst she was rambling. My phone vibrated in my pocket and my heart skipped to see Toms name.

tom: hey sorry to bother you on the weekend but I think you have some paperwork that I need. Could you bring it round my place?

"So sorry, duty calls so I've gotta go." I sprinted to my room to make myself presentable.

"Y/n but it's the weekend I-"

Cutting off what Cindy was saying with my door shutting, i rapidly messaged back.

me: sure! what time?

tom: 11 okay?

me: of course!

tom: thanks so much love, you're a life saver.

Seeing his nickname for me in a message made me bite back a smile.

Looking at the top of my phone, I read the time; 10:15. Toms place was about 20 minutes from here so I would need to get ready now. After picking out some sportswear so I was comfortable and putting on some light make up, I grabbed all the paperwork I could find and said a quick goodbye to Cindy before rushing out to my car.

The car, leased by HQ, was supposed to be for emergencies and this kinda was one. I didn't want to use the fake cab service because I wanted to go by myself. Is that breaking the policy? Yup. But I didn't really care right now. I was simply thinking about Tom and Tom only.

tom: ************

The address pinged and I put it into the GPS. I asked him after I realised I was not paying attention the last time I was driven to Toms house. Probably staring at him too long to notice.

As I sped down the quiet roads, i couldn't help but think of the weird look Cindy gave me earlier. I have been a little detached from her lately due to my new friends at work. Oh and my inappropriate feelings for my boss. I would need to remember to actually start acting like an undercover agent again.

My thoughts overtook my head so much that I didn't realise I was pulling up to the gates of his home. That home that I fell in love with.

I pressed the buzzer on the wall and heard the voice I longed to hear most speak.

"Y/n?"

"Yeah it's me."

"Brilliant, come in love."

That nickname that would never not give me butterflies.

The gates slowly swung open and I parked my car. Before getting out, I looked at my reflection in the rear view mirror, making sure I looked presentable. I actually looked quite hot in my leggings and sports bra, highlighting my figure nicely.