Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

One word | Tom Holland

She walked over to Jacob when her scene was over with a smile. Ironically, she had auditioned originally to be MJ but Zendaya earned the role, and she was given the role of Peter Parker's love interest. It was fun for the most part, only thing is that she had a problem with the role.
The whole 'In love' wasn't fake.
At all.
She had once said to Zendaya "he could punch me in the face and I'd say thank you," and she agreed after laughing for almost an hour.
"Awesome scene out there!" He said with a huge smile, which made Y/N give one back.
"Thanks, Jacob! I think Tom did better though."
"If you're going to faint, please warn me."
"I swear I'm actually going to choke you to death, Batalon." she warned, making them both burst into a fit of laughs.
"But seriously. What's one word you would say to describe a part of him?"

Tom had glanced over at the two, heading over to them to strike up a conversation when he heard something strange.
"What's one word to describe apart of him?"
What did Jacob mean? Who was he talking about? Why is he asking Y/N??
"Cute." She just called someone cute!
Wait..
"Did you just say cute?" Tom had asked, making Y/N go a bright, embarrassed pink as Jacob chuckled.
"Two words."
There was silence for a couple of moments.
"Beautiful eyes."
Tom felt a pang in his chest as he felt his hands and cheeks warm up.

Y/N finally had feelings for someone...

"Three words."
"Really cute smile..."

He felt an aching in his chest that made him want to curl up and stay in that position until he rotted away his flesh.

"Four words."
"I love his voice."

God, it hurt so much that he wasn't the person she wanted to be with. It hurt that she wasn't his and he could say that with perfect confidence that they loved each other.

"Five words."
"I.... want to kiss him."

He couldn't stand the feeling that she wanted to kiss someone else and be with someone who wasn't him. That she wanted to wake up in someone else's arms with a huge smile and fall back to sleep with no other cares in the damn world.

"Six words."
"I really want to kiss him."

He was ready to turn away and just leave, so he could forget any of this conversation had happened. God, he hated this feeling but he couldn't move.

"Seven words."
"I.. Really.... Really want to kiss him."

She sounded like she really meant it when she said that she wanted to kiss whoever she meant. She sounded so... confident in herself. That this person, whoever they were, was the right person for her and nothing could stop her from wanting them as hers.

She looked over at him with bright red cheeks, but she didn't have a sheepish smile or anything.

"Eight words."

"I really want to kiss him right now."

They both looked at each other right in the eye and didn't take their look off each other once no matter what. He thought that someone might have called one of their names, but he hadn't really thought past the one second he might have heard it.

"One word."

And just like that, Jacob walked away to start filming his scene. The both of them walked closer to each other and her lips parted to speak.

"Please?"

He instantly leaned in and kissed her, feeling all of the pain from the moments before flood out of him and turn into pure happiness that they both had each other. She was his, and he was hers. He could finally say that with confidence and know that she would say it, too.
They parted for a few moments and he went to speak.

"I think I might have three words for you."

"What might those be, Tom?" She asked with a knowing smile, a brow slightly raised.