Tom Holland And Peter Parker Imagines

Tom - Exotic Vacation

It was a mandatory event for you and your two best friends, Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield, to take a few days off from work every year to just hang out and catch up. Each year you would choose some exotic hotel to stay at and then ship yourselfs off, leaving all thoughts of work behind. This year was no differant and as you lay on a deck chait by the pool of a hotel in the Carribbean, you couldn't help but feel thankful for your ritual. It was an excuse to let yourself relax and you'd be lying if you said you didn't enjoy it.

There was a loud splash from the pool in front of you and you winced as droplets of cold water littered your skin. Sitting up, you threw an angry glare to Harrison, who was leaning against the edge of the pool smirking.

"Are you ever planning to get in and swim, Y/N?"

You scowled deeply and lay back again, closing your eyes.
"Maybe, if you let me have a few minutes of peace and quiet."

"Oh, come on, Y/N," groaned Tom as he swam up beside Harrison. "Where's the fun in that?"

You raised a single eyebrow at him from behind your sunglasses. Tom smirked. Hoisting himself up out of the water and onto the edge of the pool, he made a point of flicking his wet hair in your direction. You squirmed as more water droplets rained down on you.

"Cut it out, Thomas!"

"Or what?" grinned Tom, getting to his feet. Behind him, a group of girls who were sitting on the opposite side of the pool began to giggle as they eyed your friend up and down.

"Oh, save it," you said to the boy in front of you as you sat up again. "We both know that you're too scared of me to do anything."

"Am I?"

You gave Tom a warning look, pulling off your sunglasses. He continued to take small steps closer to you and with every inch he moved, you became more and more suspicious of what he had planned.

Slowly getting to your feet, you edged backwards. However, Tom took a step forwards evening out the distance between you two again. You narrowed your eyes at him and slowly began to make your way around the deck chair, keeping your eyes fixed on him the entire time. He followed you, an evil grin on his handsome face.

"Don't you dare touch me, Holland!" you warned when you realised he had you cornered. Your back was to the pool and you had nowhere left to run. Tom winked at you.

"Who said I was going to do anything, love?"

"You've got that look on your face."

"What look?"

"The look that means you're probably about to throw me in the pool."

Tom feigned a look of betrayal. "Oh, Y/N, I would never do such such thing! Besides, we both know that  I'm too scared of you to try anything."

"Oh really?"

"Really. And thats why it's actually Harrison who's about to pull you into the pool."

You're eyes widened at his confession and you lunged forward, away from the water. However, it was too late. Harrison grabbed tightly onto your arm and before you knew it, you hit the water with a loud splash.

When you broke the surface again, both Tom and Harrison were in fits of laughter. You scowled at them and flicked water at Harrison's face.
"Gee, thanks guys. What lovely friends you are to me."