Soulmates: Tomdaya One Shots

Today was just a lot

New York during the Spiderman: Far From Home press tour.

When Z got back to the hotel late at night after an exhausting day of press she was met by a very worried looking Anthony.

„Where is Tom?" she asks.

„He..uh...is asleep. He wasn't feeling too good so we called a doctor and he is sick, has a fever and everything. And that additionally to everything else that happened today pretty much as soon as you guys parted at the Empire State Building."

„What happened? I was so busy with press all day we didn't even exchange one text."

„We had some rather unpleasant fan and paparazzi incidents."

„Oh no. Poor Tom. Is he in his bedroom?" Z asks taking a step towards the closed bedroom door.

But Anthony blocks her way and looks at Darnell who is also in the room.

„We thought that I'd be better if you sleep in your own bedroom tonight." Darnell suggests „We don't want you getting sick too."

„Well I appreciate you guys trying to take care of me but if what you just told me is true that Tom is physically and mentally drained and then I definitely don't want to leave him alone tonight so excuse me I am going to take care of my boyfriend now."  she says walking towards the bedroom but then stops and turns around.

„One last thing: What are the plans for tomorrow?"

„Well Tom will cancel all the press except for Seth Meyers in the evening." Anthony says

„And you and Jacob will do a couple interviews around noon, then you'll do Stephan Colbert and right after that we'll head to the airport for LA ." Darnell continues.

„Great so I can sleep in a little tomorrow morning and take care of Tom?" she asks towards Darnell.

„Yea that's fine. I'll come and get you when it's time for you to start getting ready."

„Okay, thanks Darnell. Good night you two."

As she walks into the bedroom she is met with complete darkness. Only the lights from the city falling through the big window allow her to fairly make out the contours of the furniture.

She can see a silhouette on the bed cuddled into all the pillows and blankets. Tom. He's asleep.

So she walks over to the bathroom to wash her make up and this stressful day off of herself. She tries to be as quit as possible to not wake up Tom.

After she is done with her night routine she walks towards the bed on her tippy toes but then realizes as she looks at Tom that his eyes are open and he's watching her with a dull glare.

„Hey Tom." she says crawling under the blankets „how are you feeling?"

„I don't know" he mumbles, rolling over to her and cuddling into her side, wrapping an arm around her waist and hiding his face in her neck.

„Heyy" she laughs. She strokes his back and runs her hand through his hair.

This was funny because usually she was the one needing a hug or being very cuddle needy but tonight it looked like they'd switch roles.

This was how it always was though when Tom was sick. He would act like a five-year old. He didn't wanna talk, the only thing you'd get from him would be a i don't know, maybe or leave me alone and he'd get all affectionate and cuddle needy.

„Do you wanna talk about what happened today?" she asks, putting a hand on his cheek stroking his skin with her thumb.

But he just hid his face deeper in her neck and remained silent. Then Toms body started to shake and he uttered choked sounds. He breaks down into tears. Soon Z could feel his tears all over her neck and hair.

„Tom" she says and pulls away so he'd look her in the eyes „i'm here for you, it's okay."

She pulls his face closer and presses her lips against his. Then she starts kissing away his tears.

„It's okay, I got you, I always got you."

After a few minutes Tom calmed down again. His breathing is slow and steady, he stopped crying.

He takes a deep breath before he starts talking: „Today was just a lot" is all he says.

„I already woke up sick in the morning, but I didn't want to tell anyone because I didn't want to mess up the whole schedule I thought I could just pull through it. But then all this shit happened...and I don't know...that kind of gave me the rest I guess."

„Was it paparazzi harassing you? Or what happened?"

„No, no, no. It actually wasn't paparazzi, for once." he laughs bitterly „It was just fans, but not real ones. I think they called them graphers or something."

„Yea graphers. They are especially present in New York and LA. They get celebrities autographs and then sell them online. It's honestly disgusting."

„But why would they do that? They literally hurt other fans as they push them aside. Do these people not realize that we are also...just people."

„It's like they forget or just don't want to see. But I find that that's often a problem with fans in general. Do they not see that's it's just another person on the other side of the fence?"

„Yea. Or like the things they say. People screaming st me they love me. All I can think is you don't even know me then how could you say that" he sighs „but I honestly don't want to talk about it right now. Right now I just want to be with you and lock the rest of the world outside."

„We can do that." Z smiles and pulls him closer.

Tom suddenly gets hit by a heavy coughing fit. His throat is dry as the dessert and his whole body is shaking as the next coughing wave over takes him.

Z jumps up from the bed and runs to the bathroom to get him some water. She rushes back to him and sits down next to him on the bed stroking his back while he drinks some of the water and his coughing dies down.

She looks at him worried and puts a hand on his forehead to see if he has a fever. His forehead is on fire.

„Tom" she says shocked „I think your fever might have gotten worse. Maybe we should call the doctor again."

But he shook his head „No the doctor gave me some meds and he said the fever would get worse before it'd get better. All I need right now is for you to cuddle me!....oh and can you get me another glass of water please."

After she got him some water she crawls back into bed and moves as close as possible to him so that they were chest to chest. Their faces only inches apart. She could feel the extreme heat his feverish body was sending out.

Tom puts his hand on her cheek and moves a strand of hair behind her ear.

„I honestly don't know what I'd do without you." he admits.

„And without you I would have gone crazy a long time ago" she whispers and kisses his forehead.
„Now try and get some sleep, so you can get better."