Tom Holland Blurbs

happy birthday (t.h.)

My leg had been bouncing up and down the whole flight, partially because I was a little bit of a nervous flier and partially because I was surprising my boyfriend who I hadn't seen in person in three months. I glanced around the plane just to do something and when I turned my head to look across my seatmate to look out the window, I was met with the annoyed blue eyes of a middle aged woman. I grinned sheepishly and apologized softly before turning my full concentration to making sure my knee didn't bounce for the last forty-five minutes of the flight.

Finally, the attendants began making the announcements to prepare us for landing. After the plane hit the runway, it was actually not that long before I was standing at the baggage claim over-sized sunglasses shading my eyes. I quickly spotted my bag, swiping away yet another notification from Tom, who had been trying to call me for awhile. I felt kind of bad about basically ignoring him, but I was a terrible liar when it came to him and I didn't want to ruin the surprise when I was this close.

I caught a cab outside the airport and had the driver take me to set. There, Harrison met me at the entrance, a wide smile on his face.

"Y/N, you finally made it! Tom has been annoying as all hell because you've been ignoring him all day," Haz said, pulling me in for a hug and dropping a kiss on the top of my head before grabbing my bag for me. "C'mon, we'll go drop your bag off in his trailer and then we can go see how long it takes him to ruin a scene once he sees you!"

I laughed, following Haz to Tom's trailer, taking off my sunglasses as I ignored another call from Tom. I did smile when I saw a text from Zendaya saying something along the lines of "you better be ignoring Tom so you can surprise him for his birthday or else I might have to kill him for how whiny he's been". I texted back that Tom's whining would hopefully stop sooner rather than later and that Z should keep her phone out to film Tom's face in a few minutes if she wasn't in the scene with him. I couldn't wipe the grin off my face as I trailed behind Harrison, wanting to see Tom before he saw me.

We made our way to an indoor set, coming to stand in the doorway of a classroom. I glanced around, looking for my boyfriend. I saw him, sitting on the floor with his back towards me, facing Jacob as they messed around with Legos for the scene. I spotted the rest of the cast sitting or standing behind the cameras, Zendaya and Laura waving at me and Tony giving me a head nod. I was bouncing on my feet with excitement. I carefully walked over towards the cast, smiling widely as I tried not to blow my cover. I was almost in the clear when I met Jacob's eyes and his jaw dropped. He tried so hard to recover, but his face was the perfect picture of shock and Tom immediately spun around on the floor to see what Jacob was looking at.

Before I could even comprehend what was happening, Tom was on his feet and charging towards me, a strange look on his face. I held my arms out to him and suddenly he was wrapped around me and he made a strangled noise of relief as he buried his head in my neck and breathed in.

"Y/N. You're really here, oh my God. You're really here!" It sounded like he was about to cry. I rubbed his back, having to tiptoe a little when Tom stood to his full height to look at me, a few stray tears decorating his flushed cheeks. He leaned down to press his forehead to my own before his hand came up to brush away my own tears that I hadn't even noticed. I vaguely heard clapping and I suddenly remembered we were in the middle of a crowded set and I blushed profusely before burying my head in Tom's chest.

"Kiss her!" Zendaya's voice suddenly rang out, sparking laughter and a few shouts of approval from the cast, Haz's voice ringing out the loudest. 

Tom leaned back to catch my gaze and gave me his famous shit eating grin before my feet were suddenly not touching the floor. He picked me up by my thighs like I weighed nothing and the cheers got louder. I threw my head back in laughter, wrapping my hands around the back of Tom's neck and leaning down to kiss him tenderly. We were both smiling like idiots.

"Happy birthday, superhero," I whispered against his lips.

"Best birthday ever, darling," he murmured back, cupping my face and kissing me again.

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Happy 23rd Birthday to the one and only Thomas Stanley Holland!