•løv£l¥• Tom Holland Imagines/Smut

Marry Me~ T.H

YOUR POV
The night had ended. You had just finished having dinner with Tom at one of the most popular restaurants in L.A, Craft. At first, you told him to pick another venue because it was too expensive to have dinner there.

He told you that he didn't mind spoiling you since today was a special day.

You had no idea what he was talking about when he said "a special day". You thought you had forgotten an anniversary or something but you knew that was not the case, so allowed him to continue with the night planned.

Now, the two of you were driving up to the duplex apartment that you've shared for over 8 months. You reached for the door before Tom stopped you.

"Don't get out yet okay? Just give me a minute." He says then gets out of the car to walk into the apartment. A couple of seconds had passed and he was still not out yet.

You started to get very nervous as all these bad thoughts came to you. You shouldn't have been thinking so negatively. You pushed it aside when you realized something.

Tom was acting nervous yet excited all night. He couldn't have been nervous and excited all night if something bad was going to happen.

He made tonight extra special for you, making sure you were enjoying every single moment. You could tell something big was going to happen.

Lost in your thoughts, you didn't notice when he comes out of the apartment, and the next thing you knew he was opening the passenger door.

"Thanks, babe." You say to him while walking towards the door of the apartment.

"Okay, so stand right here." Tom starts while placing you directly in front of the door as if you weren't able to do it yourself. Then he reaches behind him and pulls out a blindfold. You arch your eyebrows at him.

"Uh, isn't that a little too extreme?" You ask him not sure of where this was headed.

"Not for what I have planned. Just trust me darlin'." He says as he slides the blindfold over your face. "Don't take it off until I tell you." You don't question it and let him continue with his actions.

He takes your hand and you can hear the front door open and he's leading you inside. The door closes and he pulls your hand to bring you into the center of the living room.

"Can I take it off now?" You asked impatiently.

"Not yet. Stand right there and count to 10, then take off the blindfold." He says and then you feel him let go of your hand. You sigh.

"1...2...3...4..." You get more impatient and nervous and skip numbers not wanting to wait anymore. "8...9...10." You finish and quickly take off the blindfold.

At first, you were confused since you didn't see Tom in the room but then you took a second glance at your surroundings.

The room was so beautiful. The room was lightly dimmed and on the tables in the room were some small candles to light up the room since it was a little bit dark. Red rose petals were surrounding you in a circle and then some in a trail leading out of the living room.

"Tom? What is this?" You yelled considering he wasn't in the room with you anymore. You don't get a reply and a song starts to play, a familiar song. The song that played on your first date, 'Marry Me' by Jason Derulo.

You started to walk towards the area that the rose petals were leading, the bedroom. Your eyes were brimming with tears as you kept on coming closer and closer to the room as you knew what could be waiting in the room.

You followed the last petals into your shared room and you brought your hands to cover your mouth as you gasped.

Tom was now standing in the middle of the room with a smile on his face, more petals surrounding him and on the bed. As if on cue, the music stops playing.

"I- I didn't expect this tonight." You mumble in shock. You walk closer to him so that he is directly in front of you. He chuckled then pulled out a small box from behind him now getting on one knee.

"That was the point. It took me a while to get the right words because I mean, no words can describe how perfect you are." He chuckles to himself again before starting to speak.

"Okay, from the first time I saw you, I had no idea that I would end up where I am right now. You helped me grow as a person both mentally and physically over these past 5 years. You were always there for me when I needed you and you never let me down. I love you and everything about you." You started to cry as he kept on talking.

"I love how you look away when you're nervous or blushing, the way you scrunch your nose when I compliment you, and I love the way you make me feel when you enter a room or when I'm with you. I want to grow old with you and have children running around us all the time. All I need is you by my side and I know that everything will be okay. You'll never be alone because I will always be by your side no matter what. I wanna marry you because you're the first person I wanna look at when I wake up in the morning and the only one I want to kiss goodnight. When you love someone as much as I love you, the only thing left to do is get married. So, (Y/N) (L/N) will you marry me?"

The speech was so perfect. It was everything you imagined your future husband would say to you as he proposed. You stayed silent trying to gather your sobs and tears before you could reply. Tom took this as a bad sign and started to ramble on.

"Do you not want to marry me? I mean....you don't have to... I'll be fine...but I mean it'll be nice...I shouldn't have lit the candles...Was it too much?" You moved your long dress slightly over to the side so that you could kneel in front of him in the circle of petals.

You grabbed his face and kissed him passionately. He held your chin and titled your head more directly towards him.

"Stop it, Tom, it was perfect. Everything was perfect." You tell him when you pull away.

"I will most definitely marry you Tom Holland." He smiles and takes the ring out of the box and place it on your finger. You stare at it in amusement, it was the most beautiful and biggest diamond ring you had ever seen.

"You liked it?" Tom asked.

"I loved it, almost as much as I love you." You pull him in for another kiss. His moist lips we're pressed onto yours gently. You smile into the kiss before pulling away from him and glancing down at the ring again.

"Mrs.(Y/N) Holland. It has a ring to it doesn't it?" You say jokingly.

"It sure does," Tom states before attacking your lips again.