Tom Holland Imagines

Tom Holland ; You and Me

I'm so in love with you and I hope you know

Darling, your love is more than worth its weight

in gold. We've come so far my dear, look how we've grown.

And I wanna stay with you, until we're grey and old.

Just say you won't let go

[Y/N] would often find Tom staring at her at the most random times. Whether she was sipping on her bubble tea or squinting her eyes at the television screen while watching a really old movie. She could feel his eyes pierce through her and most of the times it made her mad. She wouldn't say a word, of course, because she never wanted to start a fight but she could not focus on this darn blanket she was so helplessly trying to knit.

"What!" She practically yelled, throwing down the knitting needles and looking over at Tom who, like always, had a half smile on his face with his eyes fixed in her direction.

"Hm?" He hummed, his smile growing wider.

"You're staring at me." [Y/N] huffed, her eyes narrowing at his growing smile. "I don't get it. You always stare, you've done it ever since we started dating."

Tom removed his hand from out from underneath his head and pulled her into his chest, squeezing her tight and placing a delicate kiss into her hair. "I can't stare at my beautiful girlfriend?"

Sighing into his embrace, she mumbled out, "You stare an awfully lot, Tom."

Pulling her away from him, he forced her to look at him. "You want to know why I stare at you all the time?"

"Uh, yeah. Kind of the reason why I brought it up." [Y/N] responded with every bit of sass she had in her.

"Okay, fine. I'll tell you." Tom grabbed her chin and pulled her close, his lips pecking hers for a second before pulling away. "I stare at you because you're fucking beautiful. It's scary to think how gorgeous you are, [Y/N]. I stare at you because I want to memorize everything about you so when I close my eyes at night, I can see you there. I stare at you because I love the way your nose crinkles when you don't agree with someone on the telly. I stare at you because again, I want to memorize every line, every freckle, every curve of you so when I'm away for months on end, I'll never forget that perfect smile; not that I could if I tried. I stare at you because I absolutely adore the way you lick your lips and I have to remind myself to be good. I stare at you because I'm so in love with you, it's ridiculous. I stare at you because I know there will come a day where I can no longer remember who you are because I'll be so devastatingly old and senile. So until that day comes, I'll keep on staring at you because to tell you the truth, love. I'm so unbelievably lucky to have you and I want to be with you until we're both grey and old. I don't care what anyone says. We've come so far in our relationship, it'll be three years this year and another three will be following suit."

[Y/N] sat with her mouth hung open, "Tom..."

He smiled, pulling her into him again. "You don't have to say anything, love. I know how you feel. Your love is more than worth its weight in gold."