Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines

Elevator (T.H)

I looked around. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I was finally doing an internship in Marvel Studios. It was my first day and Jon said I'd probably meet some actors too and I was so excited. He just asked for some coffee and donuts, so I was at the elevator waiting for it to open so I could take that to him.

When I was at the second floor, a chocolate hair guy got in too, looking unpacient. He was familiar but I couldn't remember where I saw him. Suddenly, the elevator stopped and that made me drop the coffee on him.

" Fuck! "

" Oh my God! I'm so so so sorry, really, I-- " I started cleaning his shirt with mine and blushing because because of the coffee the shirt sticked to his visible abs.

He stopped me.

" Just-- Don't. "

I frowned and stepped away.

" Sorry... " I almost whispered.

" You already said that. "

Wow. That was harsh.

We stayed in silent for what seemed forever, but I could see that in my watch it was only five minutes. After a while, looking around, I felt my breathing getting heavy and my heart started racing. The guy seemed to notice, because when my eyes were half closed, he furrowed his eyebrows. Everything around me started to round and I leaned against the elevator walls, that seemed like they were smashing us. I could feel the drops of sweat running through my forehead.

" Are you okay? " He asked.

" Now you care, huh? " I asked, weak.

" What are you having? "

" I'm-- " I tried to catch my breath. " I'm fucking clautrophobic. "

He came close to me and held my arms. When he did this, I immediatly fainted in his arms.
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I opened my eyes and I was still in the elevator. On the guy's lap. My eyes got wide and I got up fast, in panic already.

" Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Look at me. " I did it and he put his hands over my shoulder. " It's okay, just breath slowly, repeat with me. "

He took a breath in and out. I copied him and did the same. I focused my eyes on his, what made me calm down. When I was okay, I closed my eyes and got up, unconfortable. 

 " Thank you. "

He nodded and I could feel the tension between us. I huffed.

" God, how longer do we have to wait? " I mumbled, more to myself than for him.

" I don't know, but we should do something while we do wait. " He said.

I turned to look at him and he didn't look angry or grumpy anymore. Maybe the adrenaline of me faiting made him realise what a jerk he was being. I looked around and closed my eyes again, trying to keep calm and not panic. I think I could use some distraction.

" Do you want some donuts? " I asked, trying to stay calm.

" Hum... Yeah, I could have some. "

I opened the box on the floor and gave him one, taking the other and taking a bite. He looked at me and smiled a little.

" What? "

He put his finger on the corner of his lips.

" You have a little something here. "

I ran my finger over my lips but he shook his head. He approached and put his finger on the corner of my lips and wiped the cream that was on them. My heart was racing and when he brought it to his lips my eyes widen. He gave me a little smirk and I blushed, starring at my lap.