Tom Holland ➳ Imagines

Grey Sweats ✧ Tom

◇ Type: Lime / Fluff
◇ Published: September 2, 2017
◇ POV: First Person (I, my)
◇ Warning: Lowkey Making Out
◇ Word Count: 1225
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Scrolling through Instagram on the bed, I pass by memes and textposts on my explore page. I chuckle at some and double tap them.

"(Y/n), love?" I hear Tom's voice come from the hotel bathroom. "Yeah?" I answer back moving my head up.

Tom walks out of the bathroom whilst rubbing his freshly washed wet curls with a towel and wearing just his sweatpants. His arm working the towel flexed as he brushed through his hair and his abs alone were just something I always couldn't control myself over.

"Do you know where the speaker is? I wanna play music." Tom's back faces me as he asks the question. My eyes slightly widen to the sight of his back muscles.

'Goddamn (y/n)... you've been dating Tom for a while and you still fangirl like crazy..'

"U-uhm I think it's–" "Oh found it!" Tom makes his way to the TV and puts his hand on the portable speaker that was sitting next to the flat screen.

Tom pulls out his phone as he turns on the Bluetooth. I just continue to stare at his gorgeous figure, starting to feel the urge to just kiss him, but I held back. My eyes went from the crooked waistband of the sweats, up his abs, to his biceps, then back down to his sweats were I saw–

'OH JESUS CHRIST THAT'S A DICK PRINT. CURSE THE FUCKING GREY SWEATS'

My eyes then trailed up to Tom's floppy curly hair quicker than that train of thought passed. In the next second, his head moves up and his dark brown eyes lock with mine. My eyebrows quirk and my mouth opens to say something, but since I couldn't think of anything to say, with my phone still in hand, I pretend I was just taking a break from my screen and I was just about to get back to whatever I was doing.

I could feel the pair of dark brown eyes on me as I tried to go through Instagram in peace, but of course my heart couldn't stop racing.

"Were you staring at me?" Tom asks, his English accent making my heart beat a little faster. The speaker was already playing music, but it was low enough for me to hear Tom from five feet away while he talks with his inside voice.

I move a little in my seated position on the bed and shake my head. "Nope." I reply casually.

In my peripheral vision, I see Tom make his way to the side of the bed to get closer to me. "Really?" His lips whisper in my ear. I suck in a breath through my nose, knowing fully well that Tom knows what he's doing. I bit my lip as I continued to scroll on my phone. "Really."

"Cause I think you were staring at me." He repeated with deep chuckles, definitely tickling my neck with his breath. I shake my head in denial again.

"C'mon, love." I feel a muscular arm snake around my waist as Tom's weight pulls the mattress down on the side. "Is it because of the sweatpants?" Tom's light and airy voice replaces his husky one. I start to feel heat rise to my cheeks and I really just wanted to hide in the pillows.

"Mmm." I hum in embarrassment. Tom chuckles as he leans closer into me. I only lean further away. "I know these are your favorite on me, love."

In three seconds, I was lying face up on the bed while Tom was above me. My eyes widen slightly to our position, but Tom just smirks.

I flick my eyes to my sides and I see Tom's arm muscles flex again as they prop him over me. His shoulders also move and I couldn't help but bite my lip.

"You're staring again, (y/n)." Tom's face was now two inches away from mine. I could literally feel the tips of his front curls brush my forehead. I huff in defeat knowing where this was going already.

"Just kiss me already." I roll my eyes as I put an arm around Tom's neck. I pull him down to me and I feel his soft lips lock with mine. I put my other arm around him, starting to play with his now damp hair. I feel each strand run in between my fingers.

Tom moves his lips with mine, causing him to separate a little, but it only made this moment better. I then feel two hands take a grip on my waist and I gasp at the sudden contact.

"You still react whenever I do that." Tom chuckles softly as I feel his lips go down my jaw and onto my neck. He moves to one side and leaves thick kisses under my ear and around my jaw. I moan slightly when I felt his teeth bite me a little. Tom just smiles against my neck, being satisfied as to what he considers an accomplishment.

My hands tighten their grip on Tom's hair as I felt his body press down onto mine.

'Oh great now I can feel that dick print'

He moves back up to my mouth and places his lips back onto mine in a more gentle kiss than before. He then left multiple delicate kisses on my lips just to get into the mood.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

"Tom!! Are you busy?!"

I close my eyes and purse my lips together when Tom pulls his lips away from mine, both of us knowing the mood was ruined. He pushed himself up and doesn't move away from me, but he still answers the voice, who sounds like Harrison, from the other side of the door.

"Can you wait like two minutes?!" Tom calls, still holding himself on top of me. I just nonchalantly run my fingers through his hair because one, it's soft as hell, and two, it's the other thing I do if we're not making out.

"Uhh.." Haz trails off. Tom looks down at me and I shrug. "Wait, are you with (y/n)?" Haz then asks. "N-no!" Tom stutters out. I raise an eyebrow at him. He only gives an uneasy grin.

"Okay, but can you–BLOODY HELL!!"

After hearing the door unlock, Haz just casually walks in the hotel room and sees Tom on top of me. Tom pushed himself off of me, but he rolls to an empty part of the bed. As I was still laying down, I blindly grab a pillow and put it over my face to hide my tomato looking cheeks.

"DUDE!!" Tom yells. "AHH!!" Haz screams.

Then I hear the door shut close.

I couldn't help but laugh at how that scene just played out. I was laughing into the pillow, curling my legs up into my chest. I roll over to my side still giggling.

In the next moment, I hear Tom sigh.

"I forgot he has my extra key card!!"

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◇ Author's Note ◇
Well I had fun writing this, especially the ending xD. When this was written, Tom just recently cut his hair. When this is published, his hair is probably appropriate for the story, but if not, just go crazy with the imagination :) and yes, the picture above relates to the imagine