~Y/N POV~
"Oh come on, Tom. It's not that hard." I said grabbing a soccer ball.
"Umm football is hard, ok I only know gymnastics and dancing." He said.
"But I agree to do those things with you, and you always do better than me. And we're in America right now, call it soccer." I said.
He chuckled.
"Alright fine, but only if I get the best cuddle session after this." He said walking up to me.
"You know it." I said.
He hugged me and pecked my lips.
"Let's get started, do you know how to juggle?" I asked.
"With your hands? No." He said.
I rolled my eyes.
"No. With your feet." I said.
I showed him an example and he stared in shock.
"What the hell. How does someone even maneuver their legs to do that." He said.
I giggled.
"Let's play a quick game of one on one." I said.
He nodded. I set the soccer ball down.
"First one to three wins." I said.
He smirked and nodded.
"Ready, go!" I yelled.
I kicked the ball through his legs and ran around him. I kept kicking the ball and made it to the goal and scored before he could even touch me.
"Lucky shot." He said.
I rolled my eyes.
We reset and the second time I kicked it behind me and confused him but still scored. The third time I scored, I shot it off my head.
I grabbed the ball and walked back up to him.
"You got lucky today." He said.
"Pfft. Yeah right, you just can't stand that I'm better than you and something sports related." I said.
He smirked.
"Whatever, I'm so better than you at cuddle though." He said.
"Oh ok, you got me there." I said sarcastically.
He slung me over his shoulders. We walked all the way home.
~•~
We arrived back home and he finally set me down.
"Wow you've gotten stronger." I said.
He smirked.
"Thanks. I've been working out." He said in an American accent.
I giggled at his weirdness. We walked upstairs and to our bedroom. He plopped down on the bed. He opened his arms basically telling me to cuddle right then and there.
"Hold on, I need to do some things first." I said.
He rolled his eyes and put his arms down. I chuckled and went to grab some clothes. I walked to the bathroom and took off my makeup and fixed my hair. I changed into my other clothes and walked back into the room. I saw Tom fake sleeping.
"Welp, since your asleep, I guess I might as well-"
He got up and ran to me, he picked me up and we jumped on the bed. I turned around to face him.
"I love you so much." He said kissing my nose.
"Love you too. What did you learn today?" I asked him.
"I don't know, what?" He asked.
"We both like to show off to make the other one feel stupid." I said.
"Wow....that's true." He said.
I chuckled. I kissed his cheek and cuddled into his chest.
"I'm still better at cuddling." I said.
"Oh you little-"
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Peter Parker // Tom Holland // one shots
FanfictionJust some more one shots about a fictional character and a real person both of which are hotties.