Tom Holland Imagines

13 | Surprise...?

"But I'm nothing without this suit!" The Peter Parker on your TV exclaimed. 

"If you're nothing without the suit then you shouldn't have it," Tony Stark responded. 

"Why is he so mean?" Lucy asked as she was curled up on Tom's chest. 

"Peter just doesn't know what it's like to be responsible yet," You answered. You reached into the bowl of popcorn you had been eating but quickly discovered that it was empty. You huffed before sitting up. 

You paused the movie, gaining a groan from both your daughter and your boyfriend. "I'm gonna get some more popcorn." You took the empty bowl and padded into your kitchen. You took the pack of unpopped corn from the cupboard and tossed it into the microwave. As you listened to the popping corn you felt a wave of nausea wash over you. You breathed deeply and swallowed to get it to go away. You quickly downed a glass of cold water and leaned against the counter. 

That was another lovely symptom of your pregnancy. Yes, you were pregnant. No, Tom didn't know. You found out last week at a regular checkup at the doctor. You had no idea how to tell him and you were petrified for his reaction. Things were great now. He was getting along amazingly with Lucy but you were scared of how he was going to feel about having a child of his own.

The microwave beeped, snapping you out of your trance. You tossed the popcorn into the bowl and walked back to the living room, but upon entering, you stopped into your tracks. "Do you really love Mommy?" You heard Lucy ask. 

"Of course, I do," Tom answered. "Why do you ask?" 

"I don't want to see her sad again," She said. 

"Why would she be sad?" Tom questioned. 

"Her last boyfriend made her sad when he left." Your heart broke at the words of your daughter. Jack, your ex-boyfriend, had dumped you a few weeks after introducing him to Lucy. He said he couldn't do it. Lucy had been sad but you remained strong for her. At least, that's what you thought. Turned out she noticed a lot more of your emotions. 

"Well, I'm not going to leave. I love your Mommy and I love you." 

"I love you too," Lucy said, cuddling her head into the crook of Tom's neck. 

A choking sob left your throat and you quickly covered your mouth with your hand, but it was too late. "Y/N? You okay?" Tom asked. 

"Yeah, I'm great. Sorry, I just heard you talk," You said, walking over to the pair while wiping away your tears. "I have the popcorn." You handed Lucy the bowl and she happily munched on the popcorn. Tom looked at you with confused eyes but you waved it off, cuddling into his side and continuing to watch the movie. 

***

"Tom, watch out, there's a lego..." You tried saying but Tom already stepped right into it. 

"Ah, fuck!" He exclaimed but he quickly realised what he had said and he covered his mouth with his hand. Lucy looked at him in shock. 

"You said a bad word!" She gasped, pointing her index finger at him. 

"I did. Sorry!" Tom said, hopping around on one foot while clutching onto the other. "But you didn't clean up your toys as your mum told you to," He pointed out. 

That quickly stopped her giggling and she immediately rushed to her feet to clean up the legos. 

You shook your head with a chuckle. "Are you okay?" You asked him, continuing to fold the mountain of laundry that was piled up on the couch. 

"Yeah, I'm fine," Tom said, plopping down on the couch beside you to help you out. 

"Mommy, are we going to the park later?" Lucy asked. 

"When it's not raining anymore, we can go to the park," You answered. It had been raining all morning and it was depressing you a little bit if you were honest.

"Can Tessa come too?" She asked. 

You looked at Tom. "Yeah, we can pick her up from my house. I'm sure she hasn't been on a walk yet," He answered. 

"Yay!" She beamed, making you smile. 

"Oh, that reminds me! Luce, I brought you a present," Tom said, jumping to his feet. You frowned. He returned seconds later with a colourful gift bag. 

"I saw this at the store and I immediately thought of you." He handed Lucy the bag and she dove right into it. She dug up a plush Spider-Man toy. 

"He's so cute! Thank you!" She exclaimed, hugging Tom tightly. 

He laughed. "You're welcome." 

"I can't wait to show him to my brother or sister!" She grinned and your eyes grew to the size of saucers. The shirt you held in your hands fell to the floor. 

You had told Lucy a few days ago that she was going to be a big sister in a couple of months but you had made her promise that she had to keep it a surprise. Turned out you couldn't trust a four-year-old with such a huge surprise. 

Tom turned to you with wide eyes. "...What?" He managed to muster out. 

"Surprise...?" You tried. 

"You're pregnant?" He asked. 

"Yeah, I am," You said softly. 

"Are you kidding me? We're having a baby?" He exclaimed happily, jumping to his feet to hug you tightly. He twirled you around as he held you close. "This is insane, Y/N! How long have you known?" 

"I found out last week," You shrugged as he pulled back from the hug. His hands were on your waist and his thumb was softly stroking your skin.  

"Oh, my God, this is amazing," He smiled broadly. "Lucy, you're having a sibling!" He swooped the young girl up in his arms as twirled her around. She let out loud, joyous laughs as she clung to Tom's neck. 

"I know, daddy," She giggled and Tom froze. He slowly turned his head to Lucy. 

You walked over to the two. "Lucy, do you see Tom as your father?" You asked, taking her from Tom's arms. 

She looked away. "He's here all the time and I like him. Can he be my daddy?" She asked shyly. 

You carefully glanced at Tom, unsure of what to expect. Sure, he had been acting like a father to Lucy for the past couple of months and you adored the relationship he had with your daughter, but you weren't sure if he was ready to fully commit himself to be the father she apparently saw in him.

He smiled. "Of course, Luce. I'll be your dad any day," He said, opening his arms for her. She grinned broadly and tightly hugged him. Tom held out his other arm and you gladly wrapped your arms around his torso. "Soon, it'll be the four of us."