Tom Holland ➳ Imagines & Headcanons

3. Surname

Summary: A certain Holland doesn't like your surname, but wants you to switch it ;)

Words count: 393

Author's Note: I just had the idea, and wanted to write it ;D Nora xx.

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Sighing, you wrote silently in your essay. You sat inside your and Tom's flat, working on an essay. Tom sat quietly on the couch watching a program on the television, while you worked. You had only two days to get the task done and had a lot left to do.

Focused on the task, you didn't hear Tom's steps coming closer to you. "Darling, how's it going?" He asked and put his arms around you. You put the pc on the nearest table and rested in Tom's arms.

"I have no idea of what to do. The only thing I've written - is my name." You groaned. Tom picked up your pc and looked over your work, to find only your full name written. The Brit stared a long time at your name thinking.

"Let's take a break, love," Tom suggested and carried you up in bridal style to the couch. He laid you down next to him, and your head rested on his chest. The warmth of his body made you feel safe, and slowly you drifted to sleep.

Tom stared at your angelic features as you slept on his chest. How did I get so lucky? he would often ask himself. Tessa rested quietly by your feet, and Tom loved to be so close to his favourite girls.

Later, you woke up after sleeping for an hour. Tom's arm rested on your shoulder, and he hummed quietly after the theme song from 'Friends'. You gazed lovingly into his eyes. You knew you had an essay to do, but you would rather spend time with your boyfriend. "Finally you're awake, love," Tom mumbled and kissed your forehead. "I want to discuss something in the essay. You've spelt something wrong."

You groaned. "What?" You sat up and stared shocked at Tom. Like earlier mentioned - you had only written your name in the essay.

"It's your surname." Tom scratched his neck. "It should stand Holland, not (your last name)." Your boyfriend stood up from the couch, on the way towards the kitchen.

"Wait, what?" You exclaimed. After seconds of thinking, you realized what Tom had said. "Did you just propose to me?" Tom kept going towards the kitchen, searching for some hot water to make tea.

He ignored your questions. "THOMAS STANLEY HOLLAND, DON'T YOU DARE IGNORE ME!" In response, Tom smirked.