𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

spoiler man

It was no secret that Tom was bad at keeping secrets, really bad at that. So when Avengers: Endgame was about to come out, you were not only worried about seeing spoilers online, but also of the possibility of Tom accidentally letting out a spoiler. That's why you avoided talking about it with him, but the closer you got to the film's release, the more difficult it was to avoid the subject.

"Hey babe," Tom said entering the kitchen, looking down at his phone. "I bought us tickets to see endgame tomorrow." He kissed your head before going to sit on a stool in front of you. "I can't wait for you to watch this movie, it's gonna be amazing!"

You nodded, chewing your cereales and looked away, hoping he would change the subject.

He furrowed his brows, "I thought you would be more happy."

You swallowed your cereales, "I am!"

"Then why are you not talking about it with me?" He asked, pouting.

"Tom...you worked on this movie and you're not really good at keeping secrets,"

He puffed "no...that's not true...I don't know what you're talking about." He feigned innocence.

"You spoiled me infinity war!" You said a little too loud.

"It was...a accident. I promise I didn't do it on purpose." He put up in hands in surrender. "I apologized a lot of time, sorry again, love?" He faked a smile.

"You spoiled me infinity war!" You said a little too loud.

"It was...a accident. I promise I didn't do it on purpose." He put up his hands in surrender. "I apologized a lot of time, sorry again, love?" He faked a smile.

You shrugged, "yeah well, you're lucky that I love you because otherwise, knowing that the traitor was living with me, I would have kicked you out." You narrowed your eyes. "but with endgame, if you spoil that movie, we're done." You said threatening him with your spoon.

He had to restrain himself from laughing and lowered your hand, "okay darling, I promise, no spoilers." He kissed both your hands. "Did you still loves me?"

"You already know the answer," You mumbled, which makes him grin.

The next evening, you went to the cinema, you bought a big bucket of popcorn and drinks. You were waiting in lines when fans approached Tom after recognizing him even though he was wearing a hoodie to try to go unnoticed. He took some pictures and signed autographs.

"Why aren't you at the premiere in los angeles?" a fan asked.

He scratched the back of his head, laughing. "I had to reshoot some scenes for another movie, but well I hope you'll enjoy the movie, guys." He gave the fans a thumbs-up before taking your hand in his and entering the movie theater room.

You went to sit up at the top. The movie began a few minutes later. You have been silent for a good part of the movie, only a few laughs and a few tears during some passages. Thanks god, Tom didn't had the chance to read the whole script.

Tom gripped your hand and whispered in your ear, "oh my god, it's almost my scenes."

"shh, shh," you said slapping his torso with the back of your hand. "shut up!"

"okay, okay, I won't talk anymore," He replied softly.

Obviously he lied, he tried to talk again during some scenes, you had to put your hand over his mouth, or putting some popcorn in it, trying to stop him from talking.

At the end of the movie, you were a sobbing mess. You went into the toilet to pee. You were still crying when you washed your hands and left the bathroom.

Tom was waiting for you, he held open his arms and you collapsed on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you. "This movie destroyed me, maybe you should have spoiled me after all, so I could have been mentally prepared for it." You admitted, sniffing.

He laughed stroking your back, "I will repeat to you what you just said next time you said that I can't keep spoilers to myself," he kissed your forehead.

After leaving the cinema, Tom bought you your favorite ice cream and it helped you feel a little better.