OH, I LOVE LED ZEPPELIN || Tom Holland/Peter Parker Imagines

Date Night || Tom Holland

"Okay are you ready? did I remember to book the table? is the car full of petrol? Oh my god" you laugh at your boyfriend as he stresses for the twelfth time today, your make up is almost done as you glance at him

"Would you calm down, it's gonna be fine love" He scrunches his face in disbelief but snaps it back when he noticed you glaring at him "it'll be fine, it's just date night calm down" he pecks your lips before you apply lipstick so that he doesn't get a messy face before you leave

"Alright I'm done" he cheers grabbing your hand and dragging you down the hall to get your shoes and coat "Come on Come on Come on let's go" you roll your eyes pulling your coat over your shoulders and walking to the car

*****

Pretty much everything that can go wrong went wrong; the car almost broke down on the way there, the server couldn't find your booking for thirty minutes, they got your order wrong and then spilt wine all over your dress

You didn't mind of course but it was infuriating Tom by the second when he dragged you out of the restaurant soaked in wine he looked so mad that you were worried

"Come on let's go home, I'll drive" he grumbled something and handed you the keys as you drove in complete silence "it wasn't that bad"
"It was terrible"
"Tom"
"I don't wanna talk about it" you huffed speeding up slightly wanting to get home and ask him what was wrong

*****

"Go and put your pyjamas on while I have a shower, pick a movie and make some popcorn I'll be down in 20 minutes" he nods sadly as you go to shower

Your hair is damp and you're wearing Tom's shirt with his boxers as you jump on him in a tackling hug

"So what's wrong?"
"Everything went wrong"
"So?"
"So? So it was supposed to be perfect and I wanted to make you feel special and loved I wanted to impress you" by this point he was crying out of pure frustration

"Thomas Stanley Holland" he looks at you through sodden eyes "just because you're some big shot movie star now does not mean you have to be all fancy to impress me" he shakes his head and stares at his fingers

"I see all these nice things that other celebrities do for their partners and I feel bad that I don't do things like that for you" you chuckle sadly and pull him against you

"Baby I don't care what they do, maybe they need all that stuff to know they love each other but I don't, this right here" you say gesturing to you and Tom cuddled up under the duvet with a film in the back "this is everything I will ever need, you and me, that's it"

"I wanted to make you feel special"
"And you did" his eyes flick up to yours as they search for a hint of you lying before he tackles you into lying back on the sofa

"I'm sorry our date night was shit"
"I thought it was pretty funny watching the waiter lose his shit over my dress" he chuckled remembering the face of pure horror he was making over losing his job

"I hope they don't fire him, he was pretty nice actually" Tom nods as he buries his face in your neck "thank you for date night" he hums in somewhat agreement to your statement before quickly drifting off a lot less tense than he was before