Tom Holland Interracial Imagines

Laundromat

It was four in the morning and you have been staring at your laundry for the past hour.

'I really should be doing my laundry' You thought to yourself.

Considering that the laundromat was open 24/7, you thought it was a great idea to do it early in the morning, even though you have a 7 am class.

You tiredly pick up the heavy bag and stumble out the door. While walking out of your dorm, the harsh smell of alcohol pierced your nose. Music blasting from a couple of doors down, you realized that it was now, Monday morning. 

'Who the hell parties this hard on a Sunday night?' You rolled your eyes and quickly walked out of the building.

It was only about a two-minute walk, the quiet on the streets relaxed your tense body, and eventually, you stood outside of the 24-hour laundromat.

The Laundromat was mostly empty, except a young man who was on the completely opposite side, sitting on the couch, watching Adult Swim. You tiredly throw your laundry on the table and shuffle your hands in your pockets to search for your quarters.

'Shit' You muttered. 'I forgot my fucking quarters'

Annoyed, you take out your $5 bill and went to the machine to exchange it for quarters. The machine was all the way in the back, where the man was watching the show, so you tried to be as discreet as possible so you wouldn't disturb him.

You put your money in the machine and patiently wait for the quarters come out. 30 seconds later the machine is making loud sounds. You bang on the machine and suddenly, it stops. No quarters come out.

'Fucking bloody hell!'  You said banging the machine again. You hear a groan from the man sitting on the couch, he was rubbing his temple slightly his eyes were completely shut.

"Sorry to bother you, sir, but this stupid machine is broken and I have laundry to do before 6 am," You said annoyed.

"Oh don't worry about me darling," He says quietly "I should be on my way anyways, my roommate is probably flipping his shit," He says attempting to get up.

He immediately drops to the floor and you run over to give him aid.

"Had a little too much to drink huh?" You said chuckling 

He lets out a little chuckle before profusely vomiting right next to you.

"I'll take that as a yes" You muttered trying not to throw up. 

You put his arm around your shoulder and he slowly gets up.

"You have really nice hair," He says smiling at you.

You couldn't help but smile at the cute drunk boy.

"Where is your mate?" You questioned

"We live across the street. The house... in the... next near the... on t-"

"On the corner?"

"Yes!" "How did you guess that?" 

"...Just lucky I guess," You said while rolling your eyes.

The two of you walk out of the Laundromat your arm wrapped around his waist for support. You never realized that you left all of your dirty clothes in the hamper, on top of the table.

The streets were empty, so you had no worry of any cars zooming past, it was just about 5 am. Carefully, the two of you walked across and you see his mate waving his hand.

"Tom I was looking all over for you!" His friend screamed at him.

"Tuwaine, you're y-yelling in my ear," Tom said annoyed