Tom Holland Imagines

2 | Goats And Passing Out

"Tom, have you seen my scarf?" You called through the apartment you shared with your boyfriend. 

"Yeah, it's in the bathroom!" Tom answered from his spot on the couch. 

"Why would it be in the bathroom?" You retorted, walking down the hallway. 

"Because you came home from the grocery store yesterday and you needed to pee, so you threw your coat and scarf on the floor in the bathroom," He said. 

You stopped, realising that he was right. You quickly retrieved your scarf from the bathroom and ou threw it around your neck before you picked up Tom's grey beanie from your bedroom. You tossed it in his direction and it landed perfectly in his lap. "What's this for?" He asked, holding the object in the air. 

"Because we're going outside and it's cold," You said, heaving yourself in your black coat. 

"Why are we going outside?" Tom asked, getting up from the couch. "It's freezing." 

You huffed, dropping your head. "Tom, how many times do I have to remind you? You're getting your wisdom teeth removed today." 

"Crap, I thought you'd forgotten," He muttered. 

"I don't forget things like this, you know that," You giggled. "Plus, you put it in the agenda." You held up your phone before you booped his nose. He sighed before shaking his head. "Let's get going." You took the beanie from his hands and put it over his brown curls. He smiled and pulled you close by grabbing ahold of your hips. "Tom, we're gonna be late," You giggled before he shut you up by capturing your lips with his. 

You pulled back with a smile. "I love you," You mumbled. 

"Love you more." He pecked your lips quickly before stepping away. He took his car keys from the counter before putting on a coat. 

The pair of you went out to your car and you sat down behind the wheel. You started the engine and steered the car onto the road. Tom was busy on his phone and while you kept your focus on the road, he started talking to his phone. "It's 8.30 in the morning. It's cold. I'm on my way to the dentist with Y/N." He turned his camera to you and you quickly flashed a smile. You knew now he was recording a video for his InstaStory. "I'm going to have my two, three, and four wisdom teeth taken out. I only have one out, which you all remember. This is going to suck but I can't wait to show you my massively chubby cheeks." 

"And those are very adorable," You chimed in the background. 

Tom smiled. "Shut up," He laughed. He ended his video and uploaded it to his InstaStory. Seconds later, he turned his screen to you. It was a selfie he took. 

"Tom, I'm driving," You said. 

"I don't care. Is it good?" He asked with a laugh. 

"You always look good, babe," You smiled and his cheeks faintly heated up, making you giggle. With a boyish grin, he added the photo to his Story. 

You had reached the dentist and parked the car in the garage. Tom hesitated to get out of the car. "Tom, it'll be fine. I'll be with you the entire time." You reached for his hand and he gladly intertwined his fingers with yours. 

"I know. I just hate it," He pouted slightly. You chuckled and shook your head before getting out of the car. To make sure he followed you, you hooked your arm through his and held onto his bicep as you faced the cold air. You took him inside and told him to sit down while you checked him in. 

As the receptionist filled out a quick form, you glanced over your shoulder to find Tom leaning his head. You sighed before shaking your head. The receptionist informed you that you would be picked up by Tom's dentist soon and you thanked her before going back over to your boyfriend.