[ ❛ ♛ .' OH OPHELIA! ❜ ─ TOM HOLLAND]

[ 24 / / ⟡ REAL LIFE

Ophelia pressed her lips together as she scrolled through her phone. She had spent the day working with some of the blocking for scenes but she still felt awkward doing anything. Her arms felt too long and she felt like she was tripping over her feet all the time. Watching Chris Evans and Tom do their own stunts made her feel worse. When she was finally dismissed, she couldn't wait to snuggle back up on her bed. 

A knock on her door made her look up. Seriously? Who wanted their ass beat right now? Pulling herself out of her warm bed, she padded up to the door, having no shame in her neon pink shorts and grey short sleeve shirt. Opening the door, she was greeted with a cardboard box. With legs. And a soft tuft of brown hair peeking over. 

"Tom?" Ophelia said, her eyebrows raising as the box lowered. Tom grinned in response and Ophie found herself shaking her head, a small smile being returned, because how could she not smile back?

"Can I..?" He said, motioning in her trailer. Ophelia complied easily, stepping aside and holding the door for him.

"What's with the box Holland?" She said, closing the door as he slid his sneakers off. Setting the box down on the ground, Tom turned to face her.

"Our raincheck." He said before opening the box, which did, in fact, have something inside. Ophelia's curiosity got the best of her and she peeked inside.

"Tom... You have every Marvel movie on DVD?" She said, laughing slightly as she turned back to him, holding up Captain America, The Winter Soldier.

"Movie night." Tom replied, scooping all the movie's out and setting them down on the ground. He also had packed in two packs of unpopped popcorn and a blanket. 

"You came prepared."

"I had some time to plan."

"I hate to burst your bubble, but I've seen all the Marvel movies thanks to my brothers." The female said, picking up the unpopped popcorn packages. "But I will take these, thank you very much."

Tom's hand grabbed her wrist lightly and pulled her body close to his, so the two were facing. "Please?" He said, and Ophelia nearly crumpled in his arms. He had a puppy pout. Was he begging? Was she going for it?

"There has to be one you haven't seen." He continued to press on, causing her to glance down at his movies.

"I plead the fifth?" She said before Tom's other hand found it's way to her waist. And that's when he started tickling her. 

"What movie haven't you seen!" Tom said, pushing her back lightly onto her trailer's couch as she giggled uncontrollably, trying to fend him off by curling up and cutting off his access to her waist. I didn't work well.

"I threw your tea in the harbor you British swine! You can't beat me that easily." She exclaimed breathlessly through her laughs. That only made it worse as Tom continued. Ophelia swore she would pee herself if he didn't stop.

"Fine! FINE! Ant-Man! I never saw Ant-Man!" Ophelia shouted, tears forming from laughing so hard. Tom finally stopped and the female quickly caught her breath, holding her aching sides.

"Ant-Man? I'm pretty sure I got that one." He said, picking through his movies.

"Good luck figuring how to play that on that tv. I haven't even found the remote yet." Ophelia muttered, grabbing a package of popcorn and making her way to the small kitchen in her trailer. She placed it in the microwave and grabbed a large bowl to put it in. "Also, heads up but I'm drowning this popcorn in melted butter and salt."

"Sounds fattening." He replied with a chuckle as he started to work with the tv.

"More like delicious. God, I see why Americans wanted to be free of your rule." She said, walking back over and watching him. 

"More British jokes?" He said, sending her a glare out of his peripheral vision. 

"They're funny." Ophelia said and the male just shook his head, chuckling once more. "See! You're laughing so they are funny."

"Nah, I'm laughing at you, not your jokes, love." He said and Ophelia felt her body physically lift up and swoon. In reality, she looked over at the microwave, which was beeping. Standing up she hurried over and pulled out the now popped popcorn. The Marvel intro slowly started and she heard Tom shift over to the couch. Adding the extra salt and butter, she joined him on the couch, grabbing the blanket off the ground. 

"I only brought one blanket, and it's my favorite, so you better share." Tom said and Ophelia unwillingly shifted the blanket, and her body, closer. She set the popcorn in the middle of the two of them, noting the closeness of their bodies. He didn't seem affected, why was she? Taking a handful of popcorn, she shifted a little more into the couch, allowing her body to sink into the cushions.