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"I want to smack you"

"Please, (y/n)..."

You had been stuck hearing the same two words come from your boyfriends mouth for what felt like an hour now. His persistent longing to hold you and relax overpowered his sense of common sense and you had had enough.

Tom had been away for a while, leaving you at your shared apartment to work and wait for him to come back. You'd FaceTimed everyday, but seeing each others faces in real time felt as if it had been years. When Tom had come home the day before, you couldn't keep your hands off of each other. But today was a new day and you weren't going to let Tom change your daily schedule.

You'd been around the house cleaning and doing the normal chores for your Saturday as Tom had slept and relaxed on the couch. You knew he was exhausted so didn't worry about him not helping. You wanted him to sleep but sometimes he had other plans that involved a lot of whining and staring at you work.

"(Y/n)!" He called loudly as you were in the kitchen putting away the now clean dishes. You rolled your eyes and called back to him.

"Yes Tom?"

"Will you please come here and cuddle with me? I'm bored, baby," he dragged out his words to hopefully get his point across but it didn't work. You ignored him and told him you had the living room to do last before you could give him what he wanted. He didn't complain after that.

• • •

The living room, surprisingly, wasn't that messy. You just had to vacuum and dust the furniture and you would call it finished. As you finished up dusting the items up high, you then had to end the cleaning with dusting the items that were down low. You bent over slightly and could feel Tom's eyes watching your ass the entire time. You said nothing and continued to dust with a little bit of exaggeration in your hips. At one point you turned around to see him watching you with a very pleased look on his face.

"Need something, Holland?" You asked with a smirk and stood up straight wirh your hands on your hips. "You're not very subtle; I can practically feel your eyes on my ass."

Tom shrugged and leaned onto his palm, "im fine, darling. It just would be fantastic if you could hurry it up and put the damn duster down."

You knew he was trying to be visually appealing on purpose and you turned away to ignore him. You couldn't give in to his pleads. You didn't want to give him what he wanted.

"Oh what's wrong? I know you want to quit and cuddle with me, babe!" He teased knowing he was getting to you.

Your hands continued to clean off the glass top of the coffee table.

"You know you want to..." He sang and smiled at you.

You stopped momentarily to look up. Your hair tickled your face and you blew it away. "You're such an ass, Holland. I want to smack you."

A smile spread across his face and he laughed at your attempt of control. You both knew he had won. Tom rose his arms to you, chuckles leaving his lips that made you try to hide your face from the laughs you still attempted to hide.

You then completely gave up trying to finish your cleaning, throwing the duster across the room and jumping onto your boyfriend.

"I guess I won," he stated after giving you a quick kiss.

"Shut up, Holland."