tom holland oneshots

cuddles with harry

warnings: none :)

summary: times the reader was a cuddly koala with 

word count: 800

Harry had been working late every night this week, and while normally you wouldn't mind, you also knew that if you didn't stop him at some point, he'd work until his hair would fall out. At first, you didn't want to ruin his "creative flow" (as he called it), but you were also in desperate need of cuddles. 

It was just passed eleven-thirty when you woke up, the curtains closed and the spot next to you cold and empty. The house was silent, save for the TV probably playing from Tom's room. You sat up, glancing around the bedroom before picking up Harry's stray, pink hoodie from a chair. 

Putting it on, you left the warmth of the bedroom and moved down the hall. Glancing through the creak in the doorway, you saw Harry concentrated on his computer as per usual. Carefully and quietly, you opened the door, groaning as you rubbed your eyes which were adjusting to the light. 

"Harry," you whined, trudging over to him. 

He looked up, eyes softening at your figure. "Hey, baby. What're you doing up?"

"Missed you," you mumbled, moving to sit in his lap. 

He sat back, welcoming you and rubbing your back as your face went to the crook of his neck, grabbing at his shirt and inhaling his scent, absently getting comforted just by being in his arms. 

"I know, angel, I'm almost done." 

You whined again, rubbing your eyes. "You said that two hours ago." 

Harry looked down at you again, eyes filling with adoration. "I'm sorry, baby," he said softly, moving your hair out of your face. 

You shook your head, nuzzling closer into his chest. "'s alright. Just wanna cuddle."

Harry chuckled, pulling you closer and wrapping an arm around your middle, kissing the top of your head as you drifted back off to your dreams. 

***

It was game night for the Holland's, which meant the boys and their girlfriends were coming over, Nikki and Paddy as well. Beer was passed around, laughter spreading throughout the room and game pieces handed out. Competition grew high within the first two hours, and now Harry and Sam were playing pool against Tom and Harrison. 

You were talking to Paddy and Elysia about something El brought up from college, Pads adding to the conversation which sparked a deep discussion. Eventually, you finished your beer, lightly following along with their talk until you grew tired and a bit cold.

Standing up, you excused yourself to find Harry, making your way to the kitchen to put your glass in the sink and then to the den with the pool table.

Walking in, you heard Harry deep into a discussion with Sam and Harrison, Tom shooting for a striped ball. Tom looked up from his hand, sending you a smile before returning his attention back to the task at hand. 

You walked over to the group of gentlemen, wrapping your arms around Harry from behind him. You felt his chest as he chuckled, placing his hands over yours.

"Hi, love."

"Hi," you mumbled from his back. 

"Whatcha up to?" you could hear his smirk.

You mumbled something incoherent and he laughed again, turning around to hug you correctly, wrapping his arm around you and leaning the underside of his chin on the top of your head. 

"Love, I gotta shoot," he whispered, a bit nervous and desperate in front of his brothers. 

"No," you deadpanned into his chest. 

Sam laughed from behind you, and Harry tried again. "We can cuddle once I go," he whispered, and you groaned before removing yourself from his embrace. He looked to you, chuckling and kissing your cheek before moving passed you and to the pool table. 

You watched from your spot, hugging yourself until he finished. 

"Ha! Eat that," he stuck his tongue out at Harrison, him and Sam laughing. 

Harry walked back over to you, and you clung to him like a koala. He let out a small "oof," chuckling before wrapping his arms around you once again. You hummed in content, smiling softly. 

***

Sifting through the freshly cleaned batch of laundry, you hung up a few of the sweaters until you came upon his burgundy one. Bringing it to your face, you smiled. Harry had been away for work for the last two months, and you haven't seen him since he left. 

You heard footsteps entering the bedroom, and your brows furrowed as you turned around and out of the closet. You gasped, dropping the hoodie and launching yourself into Harry's arms. He smiled, chuckling at your excitement and holding you against him as your legs wrapped around his middle. 

"I missed you," you breathed out a whisper. 

"I missed you too, pretty girl."

Your grip tightened around him and his did too. 

"What're you doing home?"

"Came to see my best girl."

You smiled from his chest, inhaling his true scent. "I'm never letting you leave."