Written by: @/peterparkyourassonme
pairing: drunk!tom holland x reader
word count: 1,160
summary: you come back from dinner and see a churro stand. you decide to go to tom's and bring him one. when you arrive you meet with a very drunk tom
warning: none, just fluff.It was about 9 pm. You had just came back from dinner with Harrison and Harry. When you walked down the street to your house there was a churro guy. It reminded you of Tom and made you chuckle. Tom's apartment wasn't too far away so you decided to get him a churro.
You arrived at Tom's with two churros in your hand. You knocked on the door but there was no response. His lights were on so he was definitely home. As one of his best friends you did have a key for 'emergencies' so you took the opportunity to use the key to unlock the door.
You closed the door behind you with your foot and locked it back up. You walked into the living room and called out for Tom. 'Tom? Hello? I know your here!'. Then you heard a loud thud. 'What the hell!?' You said and turned around. You saw Tom through the semi-glass door lying on the bottom of the stairs. 'Are you okay?' You opened the door. 'Y-yeah yeah yeah I'm okaaaay'. He got up and looked at you. 'What is my favourite lady doing here at this hour?' He smirked. 'Well it's only 9 pm and I brought you a churro. I saw a guy and it reminded me of you' You smiled and held the churro in front of him. Instead of taking the churro he bent down a little and took a bite as you were holding it up. You gave him a weird look. 'Hmm this is delicious' he licked his lips after swallowing the churro. You put down both the churros after taking a bite of your own.
Out of nowhere Tom embraced you. He hugged you tightly and his hand traveled down you back. He squeezed you ass and you jumped. Tom had a mischievous smile on his face. Than you noticed his body wasn't really stable. 'Tom what the fuck?'. He responded with the most stupid line you had ever heard him say; 'I was just letting my hands feel some perfection,'. You rolled your eyes.
By now you could tell he was very, very drunk. You took Tom by his arm and set him down on the couch.
'I see you wanna move things fast. We could just go up to my room if you want?' Tom wiggled his eyebrows. You ignored his comment.
'Tom it's 9 o'clock why are you drunk?' You asked the man who was just staring at the table in front of him. 'Tom!' You said, it snapped him out of his trance
His hand moved up your leg. 'Have I ever told you you're hot? Like you're proper beautiful. Everyone wants to bang the shit out of you' he said and smirked to himself. You had a little crush on Tom. The fact that he said those things about you made your cheeks flush a light crimson. He didn't mean it tho, since he was drunk. Right?
'Where did you come from?' He asked. 'W-what?' You were still in shock because of the things he said. 'What did you do before you bought the churro?' He looked at you with genuine eyes. It was adorable. 'Ooh I went out for dinner with Harrison and Harry. You didn't wanna come, remember?'
He took a second to think and than gasped. 'Ooh that's right, that's why I drank my hunger away' he said. 'You do realise you're drunk. Good'
You were talking about what you had for dinner, Tom had asked about it. He was staring at you and nodding, going along with what you were saying. Suddenly he leaned in to you. You ducked away.
'Sweetheart, what are you doing?' you asked him. 'I was trying to kiss you, you're so pretty' he was so innocent and pure at this moment.
'Thomas, you don't realise how much I want to, how much I want this to happen, but I can't since you won't remember tomorrow, and I will. It's complicated, I'll explain it someday, deal?'. 'Okay, (Y/n)'. He nodded and just went along with it. You kissed his forehead and whispered 'Good'.
'Tom you don't look too good' He was really pale. Not like he was drunk but actually sick. You got him some medicine and water.
'Honey I think it's the best if we put you in bed' you stroked his shoulder. 'Yeah I don't feel too good' he half smiled.
You took his hand and guided him up the stairs so he wouldn't fall. Once you got up you took him to his room.
'Okay, I'll hold your waist so you're stable and you take of your shirt.' You held him by his cute hips. You felt the material of his shirt slip away beneath you fingertips seconds before his chest was revealed. You could not help but stare for a second.
Then you held him by his masculine shoulders while he pulled down his sweatpants. For a second he took down the rim of his underwear and you saw much more of his v-line. You looked away before you heard the material snap back in it's place.
He tossed his clothes on the ground and rolled into his bed. You fluffed the pillow for him. He looked at you with adoration. You tucked him in and said: 'Now be a good boy and go to sleep'.
He nodded and rolled on to his side to make himself comfortable. You gave him a kiss on top of his head and walked toward the light switch. Before you could turn of the lights he said: 'Y/n, can you sing me a song'.
'What? A-a song? Tom I'm not sure about that uh-' you're cheeks heated up.
'Please?' He pouted. 'Okay fine' you sighed.
'You have such a beautiful voice, I always listen to you when you hum or when you're singing in the shower or car'. He started rambling. You sang him (your choice of song). It was his favorite. He loved it.
'Goodnight, Tom'
'(Y/n)?'
'Yes?'
'Can you stay with me, do you want to cuddle?' He took your hand before you could turn around. He looked up at you. You tried to get out of his grip, but even tho he was drunk he was still very strong. Way stronger than you.
'Tom, again, I'd love to but tomorr-'
'I don't care, we'll see tomorrow morning. For now I know we both want to, so just lay down with me for a bit' he raised his voice a little. It was very cute.
'Okay,' you took of you jeans and replaced them with a pair of Tom's sweatpants, you took of your bra, turned the lights off and then carefully lied down next to Tom. Tom put his hands all over you and pulled you in closer.
'Goodnight' you said, smiled and then closed your eyes.
'Night, love' Tom responded and kissed your temple.
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