Partners In Crime - Mobster! Tom Holland x Reader

Partners In Crime - Tom Holland (Chapter 7)

Pairing - Mobster! Tom Holland x Reader (AU) (Mobster! Tom Holland)

Warnings - Swearing, mentions of sex / sexual themes, alcohol, smoking / drugs, slight violence

Word count - 3k (A bit shorter again but that is ok)

Additional notes - Sorry for any typos (I tried to find all of them), and please give me feedback, I need it!

Easter eggs - Always ;-;

"This one." Nikki Holland threw another dress over Y/N's arm. "You are going to look so good in that one."

"Nikki there is no way I am going to fit into that." Y/N mumbled. "We are looking for something that can let me blend in." She flipped through different hangers, looking at each of the dresses before passing on them.

"There is no way you can blend into a crowd Y/N." Alaska weighted in from across the room. "When you are resurfacing after three years away everyone is going to look at you."

"Then I shouldn't go at all." She paused for a second, trying to balance a pile of dresses over one arm while still looking through the options at the boutique. "The whole point of this is so that we can get more information about the remaining Cornell's."

"Girls, no shop talk please." Nikki scolded them. "We are here to get Y/N a dress so that all eyes will be on her."

"That is the opposite of what we want!" Y/N exclaimed and stopped searching through the racks in frustration. "There are no dresses, I am giving up!"

"I have a stack here that says otherwise." A declared to the other women in the room.

"Let's see them on, shall me? Nikki grabbed Y/N's wrist pulling her towards the changing rooms.

"Hey, hey, hey calm down for a second." She tried to rip her hand out of Nikki's steel tight grip.

"Y/N, we are doing this for you." Nikki pushed her into one of the rooms, hanging up the beautiful garments on one of the hooks. "And for me, you know I never had a daughter, and four sons are exhausting."

"You do have Tessa." Alaska noted, shutting the door to the changing room Y/N was in. Nikki almost giggled at the comment.

"How is it coming along in there?" Y/N grunted a bit when she pulled on a tight black dress, the material was laying smooth against her skin, stretching over her body.

"I can't fucking breathe in this." She sighed when she finished pulling up the zipper. "It is so tight."

"Nonsense let me see." Nikki insisted before tearing open the door. "You look fucking amazing in that Y/N." Alaska announced eagerly. "Let's see the next one." The older woman pushed her.

"At least help take down this zipper." Y/N groaned turning around and holding up her hair.

"Try the blue one!" Alaska pulled down the zipper before pushing her back into the room. "Are you sure? Isn't it a bit much?" Y/N frowned in the mirror as she slipped out of the tight black dress. The cold air hitting her skin, giving her goosebumps. "Not at all, now hurry I want to see it on!"

"I shouldn't, we should go back. T-Tom will be-" Her words were broken off. "My son is just being paranoid, now try on the dress!"

Reaching for the navy blue garment hanging on the wall. Effortlessly pulling the material over her body, it was lighter than air.

The dress reached down to her knees, it was shorter in the front and draped down in the back. The soft lace and silk gently hugged every curve, highlighting every beautiful feature she had to offer. The sleeves hung off her shoulders, showing off her collarbone and just a tiny bit of cleavage. The bodes were decorated with tiny sparkling diamonds. She looked like the night sky on a clear summer evening.