•løv£l¥• Tom Holland Imagines/Smut

Baby It's Cold Outside~ T.H

YOUR POV
"Put on a jacket Tom." You tell the man in front of you. He wasn't listening to a word you said about going outside without a jacket. It was February and although winter was nearly over, it was still cold very outside.

No matter how many times you told him this, he still wanted to go out with a sweater. He went out multiple times without a jacket and you knew today would be the day he got a cold.

"I don't understand why I have to. It's not that bad outside."

"Baby, it's cold outside." You say to him one last time. He comes to kiss you on your forehead before he heads for the door.

"I'll be fine darling." He says as he's about to leave you in the house alone.

"Well, take Tessa out on a walk while you're out then." He comes back in and gets Tessa along with her leash all while watching you with a frown on your face.

"I'll be fine, I promise." He says again then places another kiss on your forehead. You wait a couple of hours for Tom to come back from shopping and walking Tessa. You made some soup knowing that he was going to come home and be sick.

After you had finished making the soup, you heard paws on the floor and the front door closing signaling that Tom was back home. Then, you hear a faint cough as if he was trying to hold it in.

"Awe, is that a sick person I hear?" You joke and make your way out of the kitchen. You stand in front of him and cross your arms waiting for him to admit that you were right.

"No, I'm pretty sure it was Tes-" Tom gets interrupted when a tiny sneeze sneaks out. "Okay, maybe I am a little sick." He admits and moves to the kitchen to place the groceries on the counter. He takes out the groceries that need to be placed into the fridge, about to put them where they belong, and then another sneeze escapes him.

"Nope, you are not going to be doing anything, especially in this kitchen." You say and grab the groceries he was about to place into the fridge away from him. "You are going to get some rest okay? I'll do everything while you work on getting better." You start to pull him to the couch but you can feel him resisting you.

"I'm honestly fine darlin'. You do not need to take care of me." He objects.

"Yes, I do. Now sit down and rest. I'll get you a blanket, some tissues maybe, and a bowl of soup." You say as he sits on the couch and you go to grab him some tissues, blankets, and the bowl of soup. As he covers himself up Tessa runs to the room and places herself on Tom's legs (picture).

"What would I do without you?" He asks as you sit on the arm of the couch and face him. He snakes a hand around your waist and looks up at you.

"I don't know, probably die." You say jokingly. He leans in and places his lips on yours. You enjoy the kiss for a moment before remembering the situation. "Great, now I'm gonna get sick."

"At least ill be able to kiss you more." He says then places his lips on yours once more."
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This one kind of sucked... Sorry 🤷‍♀️