Tom Holland & Harrison Osterfield Imagines

Running Some Errands ? (Tom)

This one is a little short I'm sorry, but since I didn't update in a while so I thought I would give you a little something. Enjoy

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Tom and Y/N were running some errands. It wasn't necessary, but they needed one thing and Tom felt uncomfortable with the idea of getting out of the store with only the item they actually needed. Y/N however wanted to make it quick so they could go back to what they started. Tom walked between the aisles in the store, looking and putting things in the cart they didn't even need.

“Come on Tom we don't need this.” Y/N sighed frustrated that Tom was taking all the time in the world when they had something important to finish.

“But if we go out of the store with only the box it's gonna look weird.” Tom insisted, putting another useless item in the cart.

“No it won't, it's normal to use it and you know it. And maybe if you had checked earlier how much there was left in the box, I could've bought them earlier in the day and instead of having this conversation we'd be in the bed continuing what we started.” Y/N turned to Tom, her arms crossed over her chest, eyebrows raised at him.

“I swear there was one left yesterday night. Haz probably took it, he didn't spend the night in his room.” Tom explained. It made sense though. Harrison and Tom were roommates before Y/N moved in with Tom and they never asked him to leave because it was his place too, and he and Y/N got along pretty well so they didn't the problem in living together in the same flat. “And maybe we could stop using them.” Tom suggested.

“To stop using them we have to get tested, and the appointment to the doctor for that is next week. Do you want to spend a week without sex?” Tom eyes widened at her statement and a smirk formed on her lips, when Tom went to put back everything he took in the cart and headed towards the aisle they were interested in. But once in front of it, Tom didn't know what to do. He stared blankly at all the boxes in front of him lost in the choice he had to made.

“What is it now?” Y/N asked her boyfriend, standing beside him.

“I don't know which one to take.” Tom answered, inspecting every boxes to look at the differences between all of them.

“Take the one you usually take.”

“They ran out of it.” Tom was confused, his foot started to tap nervously on the floor.

“Then take another one.” Y/N started to run out of patience. Tom had decided to tease her and stopped his ministrations just before she could come undone because he wanted to be inside her, but he hadn't think there weren't any condoms left. At first Y/N asked Tom to go and come back as quick as he could but he begged for her to go with him. Since Y/N didn't want to spend the night on that cliffhanger, knowing it would made her grumpy the day after, she agreed to go. But she didn't think it'd take this long to go out of the store and go back to their flat.

“Yeah but I don't know which one.” Tom was clearly hesitant. Y/N leaned down a little to take a better look at all the different brands.

“This one should be fine. It says skin sensation and they have your size.” Y/N studying closely the box of the biggest size of Condoms

“Yeah but we don't know if it's reliable enough. What if it broke?” Tom asked concerned.

“Listen Tom, I'm on the pills, condoms are just a precaution to avoid potential STD until we get tested. That's just it so those will do just fine until next week.” Tom nodded and Y/N finally sighed in relief that they came to an agreement. Y/N took the little box and they both headed towards the exit of the store to pay. Y/N gave the box to the cashier, a young blonde woman in her early 20’s. She looked at the box before looking at Y/N then at Tom. A smirk crossed the girl face when her eyes met Tom's. She wanted to make a comment about what Tom had in his pants, Y/N and Tom could read that on her face. Y/N rolled her eyes and Tom felt a blush creeping up his neck. Y/N cleared her throat, and the cashier looked back Y/N annoyed. Y/N crossed her arm over her chest, silently challenging the girl to say anything. Tom knew that, knowing the circumstances and the frustration that was building in her, Y/N could snap at the cashier at any moment. Tom brought his arm around Y/N waist. Tom paid for the box and they quickly left the shop, not wanting to more any more minutes to finish what they started. On the way back home Tom stated

“I'm never going back to that store.”