Tom Holland Imagines

Long Day

Hi everyone! I decided I wanted to start an imagines book for Tom, separate from my other Peter Parker Imagines book.

If you have any requests, leave them in the comments! I'd love to get your input and write a scenario just for you.

I hope you enjoy this quick, fluffy, and relaxing imagine. I loved writing it. More to come soon!

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You trudged through the door of your flat in London and kicked off your shoes, letting them land scattered and lopsided in the entryway.

Finally back, you thought.

You made your way into the kitchen, dropped your purse on the small counter, and began rummaging through the refrigerator for a drink. Pulling out a lemonade, you sighed to yourself and looked over at the clock. It read 5:30pm. It was still 30 minutes before Tom wrapped on set, so you decided lie down until he got home. You took a swig of the drink as you picked up your purse again, making your way to the bedroom.

The long day had gotten to you, and once your head hit the pillow, you almost immediately fell asleep.

After what only felt like minutes, you were roused by a tickle on your nose. You scrunched up your face in response. When that didn't relieve the growing itch on the tip of your nose, you reached up to scratch it but jumped back when your fingers hit something else in front of your face.

Your eyes flew open to see your boyfriend Tom lying opposite you, his curly hair reaching across the pillow toward your face. He shifted when you hit his chin and slowly opened his eyes. A soft smile grew on his face.

"Hello, darling," he said in a croaky voice. You wondered how long it had been since you had fallen asleep or when he had gotten home.

"Hi," you said quietly and ducked your head down to snuggle into his chest, his arms pulling you close.

You hummed at the warmth and took a deep breath. "How was your day?" you asked.

"Long," he replied. His chest vibrated against your cheek with a small chuckle. You smiled at the sensation and listened to the underscore of his heartbeat. His hand travelled to your hair, playing with the strands that fell off your shoulder. "What about yours?" he questioned.

"About the same," you answered as you began to play with the soft fabric of his t-shirt. "They decided they wanted to move the submission date up a week, so the whole studio was scrambling to move production along," you explained. "I got caught up in managing 4 of the 6 departments instead of my normal 2 since Alison couldn't come in." You paused as Tom listened intently. He gently kissed the top of your head. "Too much for one day," you finished, looking up into the eyes of your boyfriend.

"I agree," he smiled down at you. "I'm sorry, (Y/N/N). I don't doubt you handled it just perfectly, though."

You returned a grin and pecked his soft lips. "Thank you," you said before Tom kissed you again, a little longer this time. You smiled after he pulled away then returned to the comfy spot on his chest. "What all did you do at the shoot?"

"Lots of stunts today," he said with a sigh. "I know I'll feel it tomorrow."

"I can go get you some ice," you offered, beginning to sit up from the bed. Tom pulled you back down, though, and your face landed inches from his. "I don't want you to hurt in the morning," you told him with a light laugh.

"Well, I don't want you to leave," he retorted like a child, sticking his tongue out at the end of his sentence. You stuck yours out, too, before Tom wrapped you in a bear hug. "I want to stay right here for the rest of the day. I don't care if it's been a long one now," he said as he kissed your forehead. "I just don't want this to end."