Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 3.0

Housemates and showers *SMUT* (Tom Holland)

Requested by bharrisonnn: Tom and Y/N are housemates, and one day Y/N accidentally leaves the bathroom door open while taking a shower. Tom walks past, sees her showering and gets turned on, and so starts to touch himself. Y/N notices and convinces him to join her.

"I'm home!" I yelled out, a tired sigh leaving my lips as I shut the front door and kicked my heels off of my feet.

"I'm in the kitchen!" Tom's beautiful voice called back. I walked through the house that I shared with my best friend and secret crush, Tom, my lips curling into an exhausted smile as I walked into the kitchen to surely enough see him sat at the breakfast bar. He looked up at me from his phone as I walked in.

"Hey, darling. Long day? You look tired." He stated as I put my bag down on the counter and hopped up onto the bar stool next to him.

"Fuck you." I scoffed.

"I'm kidding, I'm kidding." He chuckled, making me playfully roll my eyes at him. Tom and I had met two years ago, when we'd been introduced to each other by a mutual friend at a party. We'd hit it off immediately, nothing but laughs and jokes being exchanged between us from the get-go. And so when Tom had told me that he needed a housemate to rent his spare room to, I had happily accepted. The only problem was that over the two years now that I'd known Tom, I had developed a huge crush on him. I would even go as far as to say that I was in love with him. Everything was perfect about the absolute god of a man, his hazel curls and beautiful chocolate eyes, not to mention his exceptional body, meant that he was very easy to just stare at all day long. But it wasn't just his physicality that was amazing, he as a person was just someone that I clicked with. He never failed to make me laugh, his kind eyes matching his kind soul and always making me feel loved by him. Even if it wasn't quite in the way that I wanted to be loved by him.

"I'm not. You're right, it was a long day. So, I'm going to have a nice, hot shower, I'm going to get into my snuggliest pyjamas, and then we're going to watch a movie and you're going to help me feel better." I decided as I jumped back down from the stool and grabbed my bag.

"I can make your day better now by joining you in the shower if you want." Tom flirted. I looked at him and playfully rolled my eyes in an attempt to cover up the fact that my heart almost exploded out of my chest at the comment. As of recently, Tom had been a lot more flirtatious than just nice, and I could clearly see that. I wasn't sure, though, if it was just him being more comfortable with me now, or if there was something genuine behind it. Of course I was desperate for it to be the latter, but I didn't want to get my hopes up.

"In your dreams, Holland." I scoffed as I started to leave the kitchen.

"Always, love." He returned, making me chuckle and flip him off over my shoulder as I headed down the corridor. As soon as I was out of his view, my eyes widened, a breath leaving my lips at his words. He had been really flirting with me there, and I wasn't sure how to take it. I giggled to myself, my heart racing at the idea that he was flirting with me for a reason as I headed up the stairs and into my room. I dumped my bag onto my bed before stripping off, all of my clothes going into the laundry basket as I grabbed a fresh pair of underwear. I headed across the hall and into the bathroom, my fingers clicking the light on as I grabbed a towel and hung it up before stepping into the glass-surrounded shower. I turned the shower on, my eyes fluttering shut and a sigh of relief leaving my lips as the hot water started to pour down onto me.

Tom's P.O.V

Tom sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, his eyes glued to his phone as he just relaxed.