Holland's & Harrison Imagines

A Helping Hand (T.H)

Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Being the only one on set that can get this reaction from him, your asked to help out with one of Tom's scenes.

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"You want me to do what?"

The question flew from your lips barely a second after the director had finished instructing you. Even to your own ears you could hear the incredulity in your voice as you stared wide eyed, your gaze flipping between the director, Joe, and to Tom who sat blissfully unaware of the current conversation you were having as he sat on set talking to Jacob.

"We need the reaction out of him, Y/N, and you and I both know if anyone else did it he would just squirm about being ticklish." You sighed and nodded along with Joe's words before looking to Tom one final time and then reluctantly, you agreed to his plan.

He clapped his hands once before he began bossing people about, getting people in the right positions for the scene. You were made to sit next to Jacob in the seat directly behind Tom where the cameras wouldn't be able to see you. You had to ignore the confused looks the extras, Tom and Jacob gave you as you joined them on the set of the tour bus for the scene and sat quietly until you were given your signal.

As soon as Joe shouted action you moved yourself so you were closer to Tom, letting your breath fan the back of his neck and you could feel him stiffen in front of you. You smirked at the effect you had on him before tilting your head so your lips hovered over his ear.

Tom was incredibly still beneath you, not quite understanding what you were doing but not doing anything to stop it either. He remained hunched over with one arm draped over the seat in front of him with a camera directly in front of his face.

He could feel his face heating up, the close proximity between the two of you stopped him from thinking of much else and he had to continuously remind himself that he was shooting a scene so he wouldn't turn around and kiss you, which is all he really wanted to do as he felt your lips hovering inches away from his skin.

"Good job, Tom." You breathed against his ear, feeling him shudder beneath you as you pulled back. He blinked once, twice and then heard Joe's booming voice shouting 'cut' and he released a breath he didnt know he'd been holding.

People started moving on set as they prepared for the next scene and you got up from your seat, following the extras as they exited but before you could walk past Tom's seat, his hand snaked around your wrist, pulling you down next to him.

"Your such a little tease, Y/N." He muttered, eyes fixated on your lips which quickly turned up into an innocent smile.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, Thomas." You quickly jumped up from your seat and ran from Tom's grasp, hearing him scramble around as he tried to catch you.

"You're going to pay for that later, love."