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Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Request:hi love! could you possibly do an imagine about tom proposing to you, but like can you try and make it different from the usual proposal? thank you! (send in requests)
Summary: Tom struggles to find the perfect moment to pop the question.
Warnings: Deadass the most fluff I've ever written in my life
Word Count: 1.4K
Tom had been planning out your proposal for much longer than he'd care to admit to anyone, except maybe his mum; in fact, she was the first person to know about his future plans. It was right after the two of you had visited his parents home and Tom saw how well you had managed to fit into his family.
He watched you laughing heartily with his brothers and talking avidly with his mother and he couldn't help the smile that grew on his face as he leant against the kitchen doorway. Only one thought was running through his mind as he stared at you; I am a goner and when you glanced at him, a smile completely lighting up your face, he couldn't help but fall in love with you all over again.
His brothers had started to pull out embarrassing photos from his childhood and showing them to you one by one, each one making you laugh harder. "Alright, that's enough lads, let Y/N breathe." Tom joked, walking over to you with two cups of tea, placing them on the table in front of him before he settled down on the floor between your legs.
"They could never annoy me more than you do, sweetheart." You teased, playing with the curls on the top of his head. (the curls that are now non-existent, thanks tom) "In fact, they're giving me the perfect blackmail material." You added, showing Tom an unflattering photo of him with wild curly hair while he was mid blink.
"You guys," Tom groaned, placing his hands over his eyes in embarrassment, "I hate you all."
"Don't be so dramatic, Stanley," Sam said.
"Yeah bro, hate is a strong word," Harry added a moment later. Earning a sarcastic look from Tom.
This continued for a while longer until you found a photo of Tom you were particularly fond of. He couldn't be older than two and was dressed head to toe in a Superman outfit, cape and all. His small mouth was formed into a pensive pout as he was stuck deep in thought about something.
"Look at you in this one, Tom." You smiled as you showed him the photo. "This is too cute."
"You are too." Tom grinned, grabbing onto one of your hands and pressing a quick kiss to it.
"Whipped." Harry coughed, making Tom smack his arm.
You continued looking at photos with your free hand while Tom held your other hand, alternating between glancing at the photos and looking at you with admiration. He couldn't explain what clicked in him, but the entire night everything you said and did made his heart race a little quicker.
All this while his mum at been silently watching the two of you. She could always sense how much he loved you and now she could see it too in the way he gazed at you with nothing but love. "This is the one, darling." His mum said in a hushed tone to her husband and he couldn't help but nod in agreement.
