The Spiderman Who Stole My Heart (Tom Holland x Reader)

Chapter 11

"Tom, can you please help August with picking out his clothes? I am scared he's going to pick something not appropriate for the weather," I ask Tom whilst I put on my earrings. He gives me a kiss on the cheek before he goes to help August, "Yeah, of course." I exam myself in the mirror making sure that I liked how it looked. I was nervous about tonight because I was meeting Tom's family today and he was mine. I have never been so nervous to meet a boyfriend's family before and it doesn't help that I was debating whether or not I let Daryl meet August. I was thinking about letting him only if August wanted to. I didn't want my son growing up without knowing who his biological parent is even with what Daryl did to me. I know that deep down Daryl had a good heart and he is good with kids, at least when we were longer. My son deserves to know where he came from, but what Daryl did to me was holding me back. I wanted to let him into August's life, however, I didn't want him back into my life.

I was taken out of my thoughts when August came running into the room wearing a button up shirt and jeans just like Tom. "I see you are twinning with daddy," I comment as I pick him up. "Yeah! Can we go meet my new grandparents, now," he exclaims with excitement. Tom walks in with a big smile on his face when he heard what Tom had said. "Yes, we can. They are very excited to meet you too," Tom informs August. August reaches for Tom and I give him over to Tom. I collected everything we might need for tonight then we head over to Tom's car. The only sound in the car was August singing the nursery rhyme Tom had taught him. "One, two, three, four, five. Once I caught a fish alive. Six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Then I let it go again," he sings whilst making his Spider-Man action figure dance. Tom looks at August through the rearview mirror. He gives a small smile then looks back at the road.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, August impatiently waited to be released for his car seat. We walk into the restaurant and the host greets us with a warm smile. After telling him our reservation, he brings us to our table, but not without being stopped by a few fans. We walk over to a table, which was already filled with our family members and the only people missing was us. We greet and introduce ourselves to everyone. When August sees Nikki and Dom, his mouth turns into a big smile and he runs over to them. "Hi, I am August. Daddy said I can call you Nana and Papa. Can I?" he questions with a look of concern on his face. They both smile down at him and Nikki replies, "Of course, you can sweetie. We've always wanted a grandson." August gives them both a hug and then runs to go meet his uncles. He was so happy to have more people to call his family, it was like Christmas morning for him.

He goes to say hello to his family from my side, afterwards he comes to sit in between Tom and I. When we finished eating we said goodbye to everyone and made our way to Tom's car. August was holding Paddy's hand whilst we cross. Paddy was going to sleep over at Tom's house with us because he missed his big brother. "Uncle Paddy, how old are you?" August asks he looks up at his uncle with wonder in his eyes. Paddy smiles down at him, "I am 13 years old." August thinks for a little bit with his face showing that he was deep in thought, then his face lights up like a Christmas tree. "That means you are 11 years older than me!" I assume Tom had not told his family how smart August was because Paddy's face shows a little shock. "That's right, buddy. You're quite smart, aren't you? Tom said you are, but I guess it's hard to believe unless you actually see it. Tom told us you like linear systems, so solve for x and y for these equations 3x-y=7 and 2x+3y=1." Paddy challenges. I could tell that he was not expecting August to know the answer, but I knew August could do it. He just needs some time.

When August doesn't answer right away, Paddy doesn't think anything of it and just gets into the back seats of the car while Tom buckles August into his car seat. The car ride was silent until August disrupts the silence, "x=2 and y=-1." Tom just smiles and Paddy looks at the two-year-old boy with shock written all over his face. My son just did grade 9 math. "That's correct, you really are smart. Mum and Dad are really never going to stop talking about how proud they are of their grandson," Paddy says. We get to Tom's apartment and August runs inside with Paddy while Tom and I take our time with our hands intertwined. "What do you want to do tonight, Paddy?" Tom asks his younger brother. "Can we make cookies?" Paddy answerers. Tom nods his head and we go to the kitchen to start making cookies.

"What if we make this a competition? Tom and August against Paddy and I. Let's see who can make the best cookies?" I suggest feeling my competitive side coming out. "You are so going down, darlin'. August, huddle. We got to figure out what type of cookies we will make," Tom exclaim as he picks August up and cares him to the other side of the small kitchen while making airplane sounds and caring him in a way that it was like he was flying. I give Paddy the 'your brother is crazy look' and he just laughs. "We should make snickerdoodles. They are one of Tom's favourite cookies," Paddy informs me. "Okay, we are so going to crush them," I declare while I do a little dance. I get the ingredients, but not without gently shoving Tom out of my way with my hips in a joking manner. I let Paddy dumped the ingredients in the bowl and I mix it while Tom let August mix their bowl. I see August stop mix and takes a bit to eat. "Hey, don't eat the batter, baby. You can get sick," I scold, I accidental flick the spoon I was using towards Tom and a little bit of the batter lands on his face.

"Oh, you are going to regret that, love," Tom jokingly threatens. He grabs an egg and comes around the table looking at me with an evil look. I start walking back with a big smile on my face, "No, no, no, no. Don't you dare, baby! Just put down the egg and go back to making your cookie." Tom doesn't listen, so I pick up the bag of flour as my own weapon. I run around the table, but unfortunately, he catches up to me. He grabs me around the waist and cracks the egg on my head. I can see Paddy and August laughing through the liquid egg wall dripping from my head. I decide that we'll give them a little show (not in a sexual way get, your mind out of the gutter). I take some floor and rub it into his hair. I slip because of my socks and Tom falls right on top of me. While we fell the flour gets everywhere on top of us so we were completely covered in flour. We both laugh at each other and our situation. Tom stops laughing and gives me a kiss on the lips. "Even covered in flour you are so beautiful. Let's go get cleaned up, so I can make the best cookies ever and kick your cookies asses," he whispers before helping me up off of the floor.

We got cleaned up and clean up the floor, then we go back to making the cookies. Once we get the cookies out of the oven, we watched some T.V. while we waited for the cookies to cool. "You made my favourite," Tom gushes as he goes to take one of our cookies with his other hand wrapped around my waist. I gently smack his hand away, "We have to try yours first." Tom sighs and gives each of us a cookie. We count to three then bite into the cookie, but it did not taste pleasant. Their chocolate chip cookies were so salty. "I think you used salt confused with sugar," I cough because of how dry my mouth suddenly got. "Yeah, I think so," Tom agrees. Paddy gets us all water then it was time to try our snickerdoodles. Tom takes a bite and makes a moaning sound with a pleased look on his face. "These are so good, mommy! I think they are my new favourite, just like daddy," August praises. Paddy can only nod in agreement whilst he gets another cookie to eat. For the rest of the night, we watched T.V together and ate the snickerdoodle cookies.