Tom Holland Imagines

5 | Our Bunny

*Part 3/3*

"Just one more, Y/N. In twenty seconds, give me all you've got," The doctor said as she sat at the end of your bed. 

You nodded. "I can do this." Tom ran a hand over your head, wiping your hair out of your face. 

"You got this" He said and squeezed your hand. 

"Okay, and... Push!" The doctor said and you put all of your strength in your final push before the miraculous sound of a baby's cry sounded through the air. Your vision blurred as your baby was placed on your abdomen. 

"Oh, my God," You smiled broadly, your voice faltering and cracking. "Hi, bunny." 

"It's a boy!" The nurse told you. 

"A boy!" You turned to Tom and saw his eyes were pooled with tears. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve before pressing a kiss to your forehead. Your son was taken aside so he could be cleaned and wrapped up. Tom followed closely behind and observed carefully as they cleaned his child and wrapped him up in a cosy blanket. 

The baby was placed in his arms and he looked down at his son with a beaming smile. Tears leaked from his eyes and yours didn't stop watering either. You didn't even bother wiping them away. Tom took your child back to you and he was placed on your chest. His cries didn't quiet down and it was the most amazing sound you had ever heard in your life. "Hi, baby," You whispered, tracing your fingers over your son's head. 

Tom had his hands folded over his mouth as he didn't take his eyes off of the baby on your chest. "He's amazing," He spoke quietly and you nodded. 

"He is," You replied. "Our little Parker." 

You and Tom had had endless discussions about the name of your baby. He kept holding onto Peter since the character meant so much to the both of you, but you thought it was a name that was too average. You wanted something more unique. Eventually, you had come up with Parker and Tom loved it. There hadn't been a single doubt that the baby was going to have Tom's last name, the only struggle left was his middle name. You wanted to name him after someone close to you who wasn't fictional. 

"What about Parker Dominic Holland?" You said softly. 

He smiled. "That's perfect, Y/N. Dad's gonna be thrilled." 

"Have you called them, yet?" You asked. 

He shook his head. 

"Why not?" You frowned. All of your pregnancy he wouldn't stop talking about how excited he was for his family to meet his child. 

He looked up at you and softly said, "Because I don't want this moment to end." You smiled and took the side of his face. He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. "I love you so much," He whispered against your lips. 

"I love you too, Tom. So freaking much," You replied. You turned to Parker. "And I love him too." 

"I'm so proud of you," Tom mumbled, tracing his finger down Parker's nose. The small child looked up at his father with big eyes. 

"You should call your family, Tom," You said and he pouted. 

"Yeah, I should," He said almost inaudibly but he stayed right where he was. 

"Thomas," You giggled and he groaned before getting up. He fished his phone from his pocket and exited the room. 

Parker started letting out soft cries as soon as Tom left the hospital room. "Oh, ssh, it's okay. Daddy will be back soon." You bounced him softly but he wouldn't quiet down. The door opened again and Tom stepped inside, closing the door without a sound. 

"They're on their way." He whispered. You nodded. "...Can I?" He asked, motioning to the crying baby in your arms. 

"Can you hold him?" You laughed softly. "Tom, he's your son too. Of course." He smiled like a child in a candy store as he scooped Parker up in his arms. The small infant immediately quieted down. You smiled as you felt your heart melt. 

Tears pooled your eyes and soon, they started to descend your cheeks. 

"Y/N? You okay?" Tom's voice caught your attention and you nodded, flashing him a quick smile. 

"I love seeing you like this," You said, wiping your cheeks. Tom chuckled and came over to you. He placed Parker on your chest again. As if on cue, a knock sounded on the door before it creaked open. Nikki peeked her head around the corner and a beaming smile appeared on her face. She came in and covered her mouth with her hand. 

"Oh, Tom, he's beautiful," She gasped, slowly walking up to you. 

She sat down on Tom's previous chair and looked at her grandson with wide eyes. "What is his name?" 

"Parker Dominic Holland," You smiled. 

"You named him after your father?" Nikki turned to her son. 

"We sure did," Tom beamed. He looked down at you and you nodded, handing Parker to him. "Would you like to hold him, Mum?" He asked with a smile, fully knowing what she was going to answer. 

"Yes, are you kidding me?" She laughed softly and Tom gladly placed Parker in her arms and she looked at him with mesmerized eyes. "Oh, Y/N, he has your eyes." 

***

"I'm so happy for you guys. He has the best parents in the world," Harrison said as he handed you your son again. 

"Thank you, Haz. His godfather is pretty awesome too," You smiled. As soon as Harrison had arrived, Tom had asked him to be Parker's godfather. That moment after was the closest you had ever been to seeing Harrison Osterfield cry. 

"I'll give you some time alone with him," He said before shortly hugging Tom. He squeezed your shoulder and you smiled at him. "I'll see you later." 

"See you," You said and he left the room. Tom sat down on the edge of the bed and placed his hand on your leg. 

"Have I told you how proud I am, yet?" He asked as the two of you watched Parker fall asleep. You looked up. 

"I think you mentioned it," You grinned. He chuckled and shook his head. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to yours. "I love you," You mustered. 

He smiled. "I love you too," He turned to Parker. "And I love him." 

You nodded. "Me too," you said. "Our little bunny."