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The Drawdown

Wipeout - Chapter 9

Pairing: Surfer!Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Okay so I decided to cut this chapter in half so I could get it out a little faster and keep it from getting really long. Next chapter should hopefully also be coming shortly

Warnings: Fighting, angst

Summary: You have a terrible time at the beach

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You twisted the small beads of your necklace while you read over the email on your phone. You’d been studying it religiously since it arrived, every word was now deeply ingrained in your memory. You wanted to say yes so badly, you’d even begun searching for apartments. It was such an amazing opportunity, if things were any different you would have said yes in a heartbeat. There was just one thing holding you back.

Tom Holland. Your sweet, funny, flirty little surfer boy. You just couldn’t imagine life without him. One week apart had left you totally miserable, how would you handle multiple months? An entire year? It seemed impossible.

If you could go back in time you would have listened to Grace and backed off way sooner. You thought you could fight your own feelings, and for a long time you had, but it became overwhelming. You weren’t sure exactly when things changed, but when he’d handed you that necklace you became totally overwhelmed with a warm fuzzy feeling. Everything had crashed over you and all at once you realized that the way you wanted Tom had moved far beyond friendship or lust. You didn’t know how to handle the sudden rush of emotions so you jumped to sex so you could feel as close to him as possible.

You debated talking to him about it, but you already knew your feelings wouldn’t be reciprocated, and you didn’t want them to ruin a friendship that you valued so deeply. Leaving was a perfect out though, the distance would make it easier to move on. Plus you’d be totally focused on your career and future, there’d be no time for you to worry about dating. You two could call and text, even FaceTime on occasion, but by the time you came back you’d be totally over him. You’d probably laugh about it together later in life.

“Boo,” a set of hands grabbed your shoulders. You were brought out of your trance so suddenly you jumped and let out a startled cry. Adrien laughed as he walked around to face you, “Sorry, sorry, I didn’t think I’d actually scare you.”

“That’s okay, I totally zoned out,” you set your phone in your lap and flashed him a smile, “Getting tired?”

You’d gone out to the beach with Grace, Harrison, and Adrien. Adrien and Grace had both tried to get you to come into the water already but you’d told them you weren’t feeling well. Really you were just waiting for Tom to get off work. He was set to come join you once he got off, you were hoping you could tell him you were planning on moving once you were out on the water. It was easier to have that sort of talk on the water.

“Nah, I’ve just got to leave in a few minutes, I’m meeting some friends for dinner,” he explained, “I don’t suppose you’re feeling any better yet?”

You shook your head, “No, not really.”

“That sucks, I’m sorry, I wish you could be out there with us,” he leaned back on his hands while he spoke, “I’m kind of glad we have a minute alone though, there’s something I’ve been wanting to talk to you about.”

You knit your brows, “You can always text me.”

“I know, I just think it’s better to do this stuff in person,” his cheeks took a bit of color as he continued, “I’m not the smoothest person in the world so forgive me if I stumble a bit. I want to start by saying I think you’re really pretty and really cool…”

Oh no, you could already tell where he was going.

“And I had a lot of fun hanging out and helping you with your internship stuff. So I was just wondering if you’d want to go on a date sometime?”

You were frozen in time, your mind rushing between a million thoughts. Adrien was cute, sure, but you’d never thought about him that way, and you had no clue he’d been thinking about you that way.

“Sorry, I’m just a little surprised,” you justified your silence and cleared your throat, “I didn’t realize you were into me that way…” you trailed off as you considered your options.

Adrien was cute, and a good match for you on paper. He was the opposite of Tom in many ways, more quiet and shy. He was sweet and smart and your careers fit nicely together. Plus a date would help you move on. If you could move on then you wouldn’t have to move away from him. You could stay in the sweet little town that you loved, with the sweet boy that you loved. Everything would be perfect, you and Tom could just be best friends and Adrien would be your boyfriend. A boyfriend gave you another reason to deny leaving too, to stay here and stay near him.

“Um, yeah, I think we should do that,” you nodded as you finally answered him, “Just something super casual though, you know what I mean?”

He nodded quickly, “Yeah, of course, we could just grab dinner or something, nothing crazy.”

This was good. Tom and Adrien were friends, all three of you could hang out together. Plus Tom and your other friends would definitely approve of Adrien, and that was important to you. Nothing had to change at all.

“Cool, did you have somewhere in mind?” you turned your attention to your hands, dipping your fingers into the warm sand nervously.

“Have you been to the Thai place that just opened? They have a cute little outside area right on the beach.”

“No, I haven’t, that sounds good though,” you agreed, “When did you want to go? I’m off on Friday.”

“Friday is perfect, around 6 if that works?”

You nodded again, “6 is good for me too. I can pick you up if you want?”

“That’s perfect, I can’t wait,” he flashed a big warm smile and leaned forward again, “I’ve got to get going, but I’m really excited.”

Your smile was smaller but you tried not to seem unsure, “Me too. Have fun at dinner.”

“I will,” he bounced to his feet quickly and waved to you, “I’ll see you Friday.”

“You too,” you waved as he left.

As he disappeared down the beach you drew your legs up to your chest and wrapped your arms around them. You set your head on your knees with a sigh and turned your eyes to Grace and Harrison. You watch Harrison cut into Grace’s wave and start teasing her while she yelled at him. They were having so much fun, it was annoying to be caught up in your own feelings instead of out there having fun with them.

You had no idea how long you’d been sitting there just watching when you heard footsteps behind you. You turned to find Tom, who must have just walked down the beach from work. He flashed you a smile, and then a pout when he noticed the look on your face.

“What’s wrong? Did you get hurt or something?” he hummed.

“No, I’m fine,” you stretched your legs out as he tossed his shirt and shoes off, “How was work?”

“Good, slow,” he glanced out at your friends, “You’re not gonna make me paddle out there alone are you?” he grabbed the pink board you liked and pushed it out towards you.

“No, I’ll go, just, um,” you took a deep breath, “Could you sit for a minute? I need to talk to you.”

His lips tugged to a small frown but he nodded and stuck the board back in the sand, “Of course, what’s on your mind?” he fell down into the sand beside you.

“Adrien asked me out,” you blurted it out because you didn’t know how to tell him.

You’d hoped he’d be excited, tell you right away that he hoped you said yes and he thought you’d be a great couple. It would be so much easier if he was excited.

His lips tugged upwards to a playful smirk, “Well I hope you let him down gentle Flower.”

Your cheeks tinted pink. He’d expected you to say no.

“Well actually I said yes,” you mumbled it out, like you’d done something wrong. Somehow it felt shameful, like something you needed to hide.

“Oh,” his little smirk dropped and he crossed his legs, “I didn’t realize you were into him.”

“I don’t really know if I am yet, that’s kind of the point of the date,” you tried to joke but Tom’s face contorted to a frown and his voice held an edge you weren’t used to hearing, “I don’t think you should be leading him on like that. If you’re not interested just tell him, all this is going to do is cause drama.”

“Why would it cause drama?” you frowned back at him, “It’s super casual, and he knows that. It’s just to see if there’s a spark or anything.”

“How could it not cause drama? He knows you and I have been hooking up, you think he’s just going to be cool with that?” he snapped at you.

You were taken back, you’d expected Tom to be shocked at most, not angry. He seemed totally pissed though, you hadn’t seen him that angry since the incident with Riley.

“He’s going to have to be cool with it Tom. If things got serious or anything I’d make it very clear with him that you and I are always going to be friends. Plus I doubt he would have asked me out if he wasn’t okay with it,” you pointed out, “I am perfectly capable of drawing those boundaries with any future partner I might have. You don’t need to worry about someone pushing you out of my life or getting jealous or something, I wouldn’t let that happen.”

You were being honest, you’d never let anyone push Tom out of your life, he meant too much. It was easy to promise that too when you couldn’t imagine being with anyone but him. Eventually you’d have to get over that, you’d have to move on, but he’d still always be an important part of your life.

“It’s not about that (y/n) I-” he cut himself off with a heavy sigh, shaking his head before he continued, “He’s not right for you.”

You knit your brows, “What do you mean? I thought you liked Adrien.”

“I do like Adrien,” he sighed again, “Adrien is a good guy, but you two barely know each other.”

“Again, that’s the point of the date.”

“Okay well I do know both of you, and I know you aren’t a good match.”

“What do you mean?” you asked again, you were starting to get annoyed now, “He’s sweet, and you know on paper we-”

“On paper doesn’t mean anything (y/n),” he sounded harsh and scolding, boardline parental, “You can make anyone seem good for anyone on paper.”

“Don’t talk to me like I’m a child Tom, I’m capable of deciding who I do and don’t want to go out with,” you snapped back at him.

“That’s not what I’m trying to do,” he groaned and ran his hands through his hair, “Look if you want my opinion I think it’s a bad idea. I won’t lie to make you feel better.”

“I don’t want you to lie Tom, I appreciate that you’re being honest here,” you dipped your fingers into the warm sand and grabbed a fistful of it, “I just thought we should talk about it because, you know…” you trailed off, letting the sand stream out between your fingers while you searched for the right words, “We’ve got out thing and our terms were-”

“Oh for fucks sake (y/n) don’t talk about it like it’s some sort of contract,” he snapped bitterly at you. Your eyes widened in shock and you fell silent. He was so venomous and angry, you’d never heard him speak like that. He glanced over at you and took a deep breath before he spoke again, “Sorry, I’m sorry, that came out really mean. I just don’t think this is a good idea okay? I mean he’s my roommate, he knows about our whole deal. It’s gonna get weird and he’ll inevitably end up jealous.”

“It’s just a super casual thing right now, if things got more serious I’d make it clear with him that he’d have to be okay with us staying friends.”

“If it’s just a super casual thing then why are we even talking about it? I mean what we talked about was doing our thing until you found someone you actually want to be with. So I don’t see why this matters unless you actually want to be with him.”

“Well I just don’t know that right now, I might want to be with him or something in the future. I wanted to talk to you about it because I don’t want things to get weird,” you pursed your lips. Really you wanted to bring up cooling things off between you two, you just thought this was a good way to bring that up without admitting your feelings, “Why are you getting mad at me? I’m just trying to communicate.”

“I’m not getting mad at you,” he clarified, “I’m not mad. I just think this is a bad idea, and I don’t think you two are a good match. I don’t get why you want to have this conversation either. If you don’t want to be with him, why do we need to talk about this? Obviously you’re not looking for my opinion.”

“Because I think it’s probably best for us to cool things off while I’m figuring this shit out,” you bit back at him. His mood was starting to sour yours too, “I’m trying to have this conversation with you so things don’t get weird or tense. I am not asking for your permission or approval. If you have an actual reason for thinking it’s a bad idea then I’d love to hear it, but if your reasoning is just that you don’t think we’re a good match, then I can decide that for myself. Obviously I’m going to talk to you about this because what else am I going to do? Just not tell you?”

His whole face flushed, “No I-” he paused, “I-If that’s what you think is best then obviously…” he fell silent, you waited for him to speak again, “I’m sorry, I don’t want to come off controlling or something because that’s not it at all. Obviously if you don’t want to stop sleeping together for any reason that’s your call, I’m not gonna question you on that. I just think that you going out with my roommate is a bad idea. I think it’ll make things weird no matter how hard we try to avoid it.”

“If it feels weird then I won’t go out with him again, but I’m trying to talk this out now so we’re on the same page. I don’t want to fight with you.”

“Yeah, me either,” he nodded, “I’m sorry for being pissy. I guess you’ll just go on the date or whatever and see how you feel or something…”

“Yeah…” your eyes left him in favor of the beach, “I’m sorry too, I wasn’t trying to start a fight.”

“I know.”

Silence fell between you two, neither of you knew what else to say. You were hoping for a much more positive talk.

“We could hit the water if you want,” you suggested in an attempt to lighten the mood, “I was sort of waiting for you to head out there.”

“Actually I think I’m gonna head home,” Tom rubbed the back of his neck, “I, uh, I don’t really feel like surfing right now. Work was really long, I’d like to just get to bed.”

“Right totally,” you nodded and watched him stand up.

He pulled his shirt back on and gave you an awkward wave as he left. You sighed and pulled your legs back up to your chest. Your head felt heavy on your knees and your eyes started burning. You tried to convince yourself it was just the salty air but you knew better.

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peterparkers-bad-youtube-apology · 2 years ago

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Wipeout - Chapter 7

Pairing: Surfer!Tom Holland x Reader

A/N: Hi guys, hope you enjoy this chap its extra long! Let me know what you think, I love getting feedback! Also just a heads up, the italics indicate a flashback, I hope that’s clear in how it’s written but if not now you know lol. Love you guys xx

Warnings: Smut

Summary: Tom misses you, then he comes home

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“Souvenir shopping is hard,” Harrison complained as he looked over a rack of keychains, “Mum said just to bring her a keychain or something but how do I pick…”

“Get her one with her name or ‘World’s Best Mum’ on it,” Tom suggested while he peered at a shelf full of shot glasses, “Do you think (y/n) would like a shot glass with a shark or a turtle on it more?”

“Well I think she’d like the shark, but I don’t know if getting her a shot glass is the best gift. She’s pretty specific about houseware,” Harrison peaked over at the glasses, “I thought you were getting her that shirt?”

“Yeah, but the more I looked at it the more I thought she wouldn’t like it…” he stepped away from the glasses, “You’re right man, this is hard.”

“There’s some cute jewelry over here,” Harrison tapped one of the racks beside him.

“Oh, good call,” Tom looked over a few sets of earrings and bracelets before he noticed a few coconut bead necklaces at the bottom of the display.

There were some very simple ones, similar to his, and some that were more complex. One caught his eyes, it had the opposite color scheme of his, having mostly white beads with a few brown ones intermixed. What stood out most to him though was a dainty, pink clay flower bead right in the middle of the necklace. He smiled as he plucked it off the rack, he knew you liked his necklace, you’d probably like having your own too. Plus he thought it’d be cute if the two of you matched.

“What do you think of this?” he asked Harrison.

He nodded in approval, “I think she’d like that Tom, it’s cute.”

“Yeah, I think so too…”

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Tom laughed as you swung at the empty beer can flying towards you. You let out an annoyed cry as you missed and started spinning around the bat again. You swayed as you tried to stabilize yourself, telling them that you were ready for the next can. You’d dragged Tom across the whole party just to play, insisting that you were really good at dizzy bat, and you just had to show him.

“Come on (y/n)! You got this!” he encouraged you from the side lines.

You attempted to steady yourself again before they threw the second can. This time you managed to hit it, crushing it and sending it bouncing a few feet away. You squealed happily and the small crowd cheered for you, one of the boys clapped you on the back and told you it was a good hit. The small bit of force would have sent you tumbling to the ground if it weren’t for Tom.

“Woah, you alright?” he asked.

You nodded and giggled, “Yes, I’m okay, so okay.”

“Yeah, seems like it,” he laughed, “Hey why don’t you come sit down for a sec while I get you some water?”

You nodded again, “Yeah, yeah, I wanna sit. Everything is still spinning.”

“I’m sure,” he smiled and walked you to a few plastic chairs nearby, “Here, you wait here, I’ll be right back.”

“Wait, Tom,” you grabbed his arm with a big smile, “Wasn’t I so good?”

He chuckled again, “Yeah, you were amazing Flower, stay right here okay?”

“Don’t call me Flower,” you mumbled while he walked away.

He smiled to himself as he padded into the house. Tom had volunteered to DD for you so that you could get plastered to celebrate finishing all your finals. The initial idea was that he and Harrison would take you and Grace out, but Harrison and Grace had a family birthday to go to. You still wanted to go out though, and Tom would never pass up a party, so now it was just the two of you. Tom was honestly a bit relieved because you were much easier to look after when you were drunk, Grace had a tendency to get into fights.

Tom peaked out one of the windows at you while he filled up a large class of water. He wasn’t really worried, you were just at Leo’s and he knew pretty much everyone there, but he still didn’t want to leave you alone for long. You were just scrolling through your phone, paying no mind to the world around you. Tom nodded in approval and decided to grab you a snack as well. He dug through a pile of snack sized chip bags until he found something you would like and ran back outside with them and the water.

In the few moments it had taken him to find the chips you’d managed to disappear. Tom made a quick lap outside, assuming you’d jumped into another round of dizzy bat or something, but you were nowhere to be found. He was starting to get worried as he paced inside, luckily he spotted Leo right away.

“Leo, hey,” he clapped his hand over his shoulder, “Have you seen (y/n) anywhere?”

“Oh yeah, she ran in a few minutes ago,” he nodded down the hall, “She went down there, probably to the bathroom.”

Tom knew that couldn’t be good.

“Thanks man,” he patted his back before running down the hall. He knocked gently at the bathroom door, “(y/n), you in there?”

You groaned, “Yeah.”

“Can you unlock the door and let me in?”

You groaned again, “Yeah.”

The door opened just a crack and he pushed it open all the way. You’d dove right back to the toilet, your head hung over the bowl in shame. Tom closed the door behind him, set down the water and chips, and moved to join you on the floor. He pulled back your hair and rubbed your back, turning his head away while you threw up.

“Poor girl, I’m sorry,” he tried to soothe you, “I brought some water okay?”

You nodded and sat back on your knees as you finished, “Can I have it?”

“Yeah, of course,” he reached up to grab the cup before handing it to you, “Do you think you’re gonna throw up anymore?”

“No, my stomach’s totally empty,” you shook your head and wiped your mouth with some toilet paper. You took a long drink of the water, “That was so gross, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it, we’ve all been there,” he assured you, “Just sit for a minute, finish the water.”

“Yeah,” you took another long drink, “Dizzy bat was a bad idea.”

“Hey, we all have bad drunk ideas,” he chuckled and reached over to close the lid on the toilet, “Here, sit down.”

Tom helped you onto the toilet seat and rubbed your back while you finished the water, “I brought some chips too if you’re up to it.”

You shook your head quickly, “Definitely not,” you looked up at him, “I’m so sorry Tom.”

“It’s alright, what are you even apologizing for? I told you you could get as trashed as you wanted, I knew what I was getting into.”

“I feel awful,” you groaned, “I wanna brush my teeth.”

“We can head home then,” he promised, “As soon as you’re ready to get up.”

“Really?” you looked up at him hopefully.

He nodded and laughed, “Yeah, it’s not like I kidnapped you or something.”

“I know, but I don’t wanna make you go home if you wanna stay out.”

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me,” he filled your cup with more water from the sink and passed it to you, “Here, drink some more.”

After the second cup of water you decided you were ready to get up again and Tom helped you walk out to his car. You sat in the middle seat with your eyes closed the whole drive home. Tom was worried you’d fall asleep but you managed to stay awake for the short drive.

“Thank you,” you mumbled as Tom unlocked your front door, “You’re the best Tommy.”

“Thanks Flower,” he smiled and pushed your door open, “Come on, we’ll get some pajamas and put you to bed.”

“I need to brush my teeth,” you rubbed your eyes and paced ahead of him. You lazily grabbed the bathroom door and pushed it open. You yawned as you grabbed your toothbrush from its holder.

Tom stood in the doorway, watching with a smile while you brushed your teeth and lazily washed your face. Then it was straight to your room where you started stripping right away. Tom quickly turned around and told you he was going to get some water. He filled up a large bottle for you and made some toast, determined to get something in your stomach before you went to sleep. When he returned to your room you were now dressed in your pajamas, sprawled out on the top of your bed.

“I’ve got a snack and some water,” he set them both on your bedside table and offered you a hand, “Come on, you’ve got to eat something.”

You took his hand and let him pull you up, “Thank you.”

“You don’t have to keep thanking me,” he sat beside you and placed the plate of toast in your lap, “Here, eat up.”

You just nodded as you bit into the toast, “You’re taking care of me though, thank you.”

“That’s just what friends do,” he brushed your hair away from your face while you ate.

“You’re a good friend,” you commented, “You make good toast too.”

“Thanks, it’s my specialty,” he chuckled.

You passed the plate back to Tom as you finished and tried to lay back down, groaning when Tom stopped you. He pulled the blankets back and helped you crawl under them, pulling them up over you while you yawned.

“Thanks for that too,” you mumbled.

“Yeah, you’re welcome,” he smiled, “I’ll go put the plate in the sink, do you need me to do anything else after that?”

You shook your head, “No, thank you,” you muttered again, “Hey Tom?”

“Yeah?”

“I like your necklace,” you reached over for him, hooking your finger in his necklace, pinching some of the beads between your fingers, “I don’t know if I ever told you that…”

“You haven’t,” he hummed, “But I’m glad you like it. I got it last time I was in Hawaii.”

“Yeah, surfing, I know,” you used the necklace to tug him closer to you, “It’s sexy.”

He started to laugh, “Well thank you. I think it’s time for you to go to sleep now love.”

“Yeah, thank you for being such a good friend,” you continued to fiddle with the necklace while you spoke, “It was probably annoying to take care of me…”

“Nah, I don’t mind it a bit,” he assured, “Besides, I think you’re way too hot to ever find you annoying.”

You laughed sleepily, “You make the stupidest jokes,” you pulled him in again, pressing your lips to his for a brief moment, your eyes stayed closed when you pulled away, “Goodnight Tom.”

“Goodnight Flower,” he mumbled, bringing his hand up to his lips involuntarily.

Tom stood back up, taking your plate with him back to the kitchen. It was odd, you two had kissed before the few times you’d hooked up, but it was never like that. Just a sweet, tender, goodnight kiss. Tom had never kissed anyone like that, kissing was always just a gateway to sex. But it was nice, it made him feel happy and sort of warm. He hoped he’d get a chance to kiss you like that again.

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It was one of Tom’s favorite memories. Up to that point physical affection had always meant sex for him, but it changed with you. You kissed each other and held each other all the time now, just because you liked it.

“I think I’m gonna get her this,” Tom settled.

“Great, because I found the perfect key chain for mum,” Harrison held out a cheesy plastic surfboard that had ‘Surf Mom’ scrawled across its surface, “Perfect don’t you think?”

Tom chuckled, “Oh yeah, she’ll love it.”

Tom couldn’t get you off his mind as he paced up to the check out, or even when they went back to their room. He missed you, he missed being around you, he missed holding you, he missed kissing you, he missed all of it. He loved Hawaii and he was excited to be there, but it would have been nice if you could be there too. He would have called you, but unfortunately the time difference meant that it was still early back home. There was no chance you’d be up yet, and he knew you’d be upset if he woke you up, so he decided to let it be. Calling would probably only make him miss you more anyway.

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Tom’s resolve lasted only until the next morning. It was only 4 am, and he needed to get up and get ready for the sunrise surf Harrison and him had planned, but he just couldn’t wait. He flicked on his bedside lamp and decided to FaceTime you, attempting to fix his hair in the camera while he waited for you to pick up. Luckily you picked up and after just a second of buffering he was met with your smiling face.

“Hi,” you chimed happily.

“Hey,” he answered, his voice sounded sort of hoarse and made him wish he had some water. He was happy to hear yours though, “How are you?”

“Good, just working on my internship applications. How’s Hawaii?”

“Amazing, it’s fucking early though,” he yawned, “Sorry, I just woke up.”

“Yeah I can tell,” you chuckled, “Why’d you call so early?”

“Just wanted to talk to you,” he rubbed his eyes to try and make them focus better. It was then that he realized that you were on his couch, in his house, “Wait, are you in my house? Don’t tell me you missed me so bad you had to break in,” he smiled cockily. He certainly hoped you were missing him too.

“Actually, Adrien’s helping me with my applications,” you explained, “I can’t believe you never told me he’s an architect by the way.”

“Oh yeah, guess I never thought about it,” he shrugged. Truthfully he was a little annoyed and disappointed, he really just wanted to talk to you, “Is he with you right now?”

You nodded and shifted so you could show Adrien to him, “Say hi.”

“Hi,” Tom greeted him, though he didn’t really care about seeing or talking to Adrien at the moment, “How’s the house?”

“Hasn’t burned down yet,” Adrien smiled back at him, “Hope you guys are having fun.”

Tom nodded in confirmation, “Oh yeah, time of our lives,” he was happy when you turned the screen back to yourself, “That’s sweet he’s helping you out love, hope you two are making good progress.”

“We are, it’s been really helpful actually, I think they’re coming along really great,” you boasted.

“Good, I bet everyone will want to snatch you up,” he yawned again, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you or hold up your work or something,” he glanced over his shoulder to see Harrison crawling out of bed, “Maybe we can call later when you’ve got a bit of free time…”

“We can talk now, we’re just about done anyway,” you assured him, “I promise you’re not interrupting.”

He really did feel bad about interrupting, he wanted you to get your applications done and turned in, but he probably would have kept talking if Adrien wasn’t there.

“No, no, you should finish your work,” he insisted, glancing over his shoulder again as Harrison slammed the bathroom door behind him. He would have liked to tell you that he missed you and ask if you missed him too, and for you to tell him everything that had happened so far in his absence, “Plus we’re supposed to head out in a few, we wanna catch the sunrise on the water.”

“Okay,” you replied with a smile but you seemed a little disappointed too, “Well I’ll text you when I get home then.”

He nodded, “Great, good luck with the rest of your applications.”

“Thank you, have fun out on the water.”

“Yeah, I’ll send you some pictures,” he promised, hoping your schedules would line up better in a few hours, “Bye,” he waved.

“Bye,” you waved back.

He ended the call and tossed his phone to the otherside of the bed before rolling onto his back. He let out a deep sigh, it bugged him that you were with Adrien. That you were alone with Adrien, in his house. It just felt wrong, and he knew Adrien was sort of into you. He knew nothing would happen, you two had your whole exclusivity agreement, but he still didn’t like it. Adrien wasn’t good enough for you.

“Tom, you better not make us late,” Harrison peaked out of the bathroom suddenly, “By the time I’m finished in the shower you better be up.”

“I’m up,” Tom snapped back, “Just take your shower, I’ll be ready.”

“Crabby,” Harrison mumbled as he returned to the bathroom.

Tom huffed and ran his hand down his face. Of course he was excited to be in Hawaii, but he couldn’t wait to go home and see you.

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Tom groaned as he opened his eyes, his phone was buzzing right next to his head, forcing him to wake up. He’d been asleep since him and Harrison got home, the three planes and almost twenty hours of travel really did him in. He had plans though, you two were supposed to grab dinner when you got off work. He was excited to see you and catch up, just not to be awake. He reached for his phone lazily to find out who had ruined his nap. Of course it was you, it was already five and you were mostly likely off work and already driving to his house.

“Hey,” he answered sleepily, “I’m so sorry, I passed out, if you give me like ten minutes I’ll be ready to go.”

“That’s okay,” you assured him, “I just got off and I smell like fries, so I need to run home and shower first anyway,” you sighed, “I was just wondering if you’re super set on going out to eat or if you’d be okay with takeout instead?”

“I’m fucking wiped, I would love to get takeout instead,” he agreed, “Do you wanna hang out at mine or yours?”

“Yours, you’ve been gone for a whole week, I don’t wanna drag you out of the house,” you hummed, “Okay, text me what you want, I’ll go shower and pick up the food, then I’ll come back to your place. Sound good?”

“That sounds wonderful love, text me when you’re on your way?”

“Will do.”

Tom rubbed his eyes and pushed himself out of bed. He had a pretty distinct plane smell so he knew he’d have to shower before you came, it just seemed so exhausting at the moment. Instead he got down and opened up his suitcase, digging around to find the necklace he’d gotten you. After finding it he zipped up his bag and pushed it into the corner of the room to be dealt with later. He stared at the necklace for a moment before sighing.

“Hey Haz!” he crossed the hall and rapped at his friend's door, “Do we have any gift bags?” he got no answer so he peeked into the room, only to find he was still passed out. Tom shook his head and backed away from the door, pacing away to find Adrien instead, “Adrien,” he addressed him as he stepped into the kitchen, “Do you know if we happen to have any gift bags or anything?”

“Uh, I don’t think so,” he knit his brows, “Isn’t there a party supply store in town though? I’m sure they have tons.”

“Yeah, that’s alright, (y/n)’s gonna head over in a little bit so I won’t have time. Thanks though,” he turned to leave but Adrien continued.

“Oh, (y/n)’s coming over?” he hummed.

Tom nodded and turned back to him, “Yeah, we’re gonna eat and pry watch a movie or something.”

“Oh, I was gonna make some pasta, I can make a little more,” he offered.

“That’s alright, we’re getting takeout,” Tom hummed.

“Cool, well if you guys wanted we could all watch something together an-”

“No,” Tom interrupted quickly, “No, sorry, we were gonna hang out just the two of us, you know, since we haven’t seen each other in a whole week. If you wanna hang though I’m free tomorrow, we could go catch a few waves or something.”

“Right, sure,” Adrien pursed his lips for just a moment, “You know you two spend a lot of time together for people who are just supposed to be hooking up.”

Tom frowned, “Well we’re friends too. You were hanging out with (y/n) while I was gone right? It’s no different than that,” he paused, “Right?”

Adrien nodded, “Yeah, of course, I get it. I just mean if you’re into her or something…”

“It kind of seems like you’re into her Adrien,” Tom accused. Of course he already knew Adrien was, that much had been obvious to him for a while. He always stared at you and got nervous whenever you talked to him, not to mention he was always a little too excited to find out you were coming over. “Which if that’s the case you should probably just drop it because she doesn’t want to date anyone right now.”

“I-It’s not that,” he blushed, “I-I was just gonna say you should probably tell her soon you know, because she might move to London…”

Tom knit his brows, “London?”

“Yeah, for that internship,” Adrien seemed almost smug suddenly, “She told you about that right?”

“Yeah, of course she did,” Tom lied easily. You hadn’t mentioned London or the possibility of moving away ever. The week you’d just spent apart was bad enough, he couldn’t imagine what it’d be like if you moved away. “And no offense Adrien, but my relationship with (y/n) isn’t really any of your business.”

“I didn’t mean to step on your toes,” he defended, “Just, you know, someone else might come along or she might leave or something, you might miss your chance.”

“Well like I said, it’s not really any of your business,” Tom crossed his arms. Even more than he didn’t want you moving away, he didn’t want Adrien asking you out. You’d just end up saying no, and then Tom would have to deal with the awkwardness everytime you came over. “(y/n) and I are always going to be just as close as we are right now. It won’t change if she moves, it won’t change if she starts dating someone. Not to mention she definitely wouldn’t date someone if I didn’t like them or think they were good for her,” he boasted.

“Right, sorry,” Adrien turned his attention away from Tom and back to the stove, “I wasn't trying to pry. It’s good she has you to look out for her.”

“That’s alright,” Tom squeezed his shoulder and gave him a condescending smile, “I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

After the awkward interaction with Adrien Tom took a quick shower and retreated to his room to wait for you. When he finally saw your car pull up he went barrelling outside to greet you. The second you left your car he had you in his arms, lifting you into the air and placing a kiss on your cheek.

“Tom!” you squealed in surprise, laughing as he pressed his lips against your cheek.

“I missed you,” he declared.

“I missed you too,” you smiled at him, “You’re lucky I wasn’t holding the food.”

“I would have caught it,” he walked over to your passenger seat to grab the food, “So, I was thinking we could hang out in my room and watch a movie or something?”

“That sounds good to me,” you nodded, “You’re gonna tell me all about your trip before we watch the movie though right?”

He smiled and wrapped his arm around your shoulders, “Oh yeah, the movie's just gonna be background noise, I know you’ve got plenty to fill me in on too.”

“Not really, I was pretty much just stuck in the house working on those applications all week, it was pretty boring.”

“Ah that’s not boring, I want you to show me all the rooms you designed, I bet they’re amazing,” he pursed his lips suddenly, remembering what Adrien said about London, “Uh, Adrien mentioned one of them was in London. Is that true?”

Your cheeks bloomed red and you nodded, “Uh yeah, it was. It’s kind of a long shot though, there’s pretty much no chance I’ll get it.”

“But what if you did?” he glanced over at you as he pushed open the front door, “I mean I’ve seen some of your stuff, it’s all really great, I’m sure they’ll want you.”

The blush spread up to your ears, “Well thank you, I appreciate it, but it’s a really famous firm, they get thousands of applicants I’m sure.”

“But if you did get it, what would you do?” he pressed again.

“I-I don’t know,” you confessed, “I mean I’d be excited, it’d be like a dream come true, but I don’t want to move. I love it here, I love the people here, I’d hate being all alone there…” you trailed off for a second, “I’d rather take the closer ones, and I’m sure I’ll get one of those.”

Your words did a lot to ease his nerves. He let out a relieved breath and his normal smile returned, “Well good, it’d suck if you moved that far away. I mean who would I spend all day annoying?” he snickered as you entered his room, “And who would make Haz his special lemonade? And who would Grace complain to when she catches Haz and I dicking off at work? The whole system falls apart without you.”

You laughed and hopped onto his bed, “You guys made due just fine before me, I’m sure you’d live.”

“We’d survive, but I don’t think we’d live,” he pressed a kiss to your cheek as he fell down on the opposite side of the bed. He sat cross legged while he dug into the burritos you’d picked up, “The food in Hawaii was so good, but I really missed these burritos.”

“They’re heaven sent,” you agreed, “So what was better, the food or the surfing?’

“The surfing by far, I’m telling you it’s like nothing in the world,” he took a bite of his burrito before he continued, “It’s just gorgeous, and every wave is perfect, next time you have to come to, you’d love it.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” you crinkled your nose as you scolded him. His lips drew to a big smile and he set his burrito back in its box. You peered at him suspiciously before questioning, “What?”

“I missed you,” he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. He set one of his hands on the back of your head, holding you against him while his lips worked with yours. He nipped at your bottom lip as he pulled away, “A lot.”

You flushed again, “I missed you too.”

He nuzzled his nose against yours and hopped off his bed, “I got you something,” he snatched the necklace off his dresser and hid it behind his back, “We didn’t have any bags or anything so it’s not wrapped.”

“That’s okay,” you smiled brightly, “Is it a cheesy shot glass?”

“Well I thought about it, but I found something way better,” he sang, sitting down right beside you, “And you better like it because it’s too late to return it.”

You laughed, “I’m sure I’ll love it.”

“I hope so,” he brought the necklace up in front of your face, holding it out so you could see it all, “Ta-da.”

Your eyes widened and you quickly took it from his hands, “Wow, this is so pretty Tom, I love it.”

“Yeah, and now we match,” he pulled his necklace out with one finger with a big smile, “I’m glad you like it.”

“I love it,” you repeated, your eyes darting down to his necklace. You stuck out your bottom lip, making a sort of puppy dog face as you brought it up to your neck, “I’ll wear it all the time,” you declared, struggling to clip the necklace on on your own.

“Let me,” he reached behind your neck, taking a hold of the necklace and clipping it on easily, “There, it looks great Flower.”

You stared back at him for a moment before lurching forward and slamming your lips against his. He caught you with a bit of surprise, his fingers digging into your waist as you nipped at his bottom lip. Your hands found their way to his hair, tugging at his messy, damp curls while he groaned.

“Woah, slow down love,” he chuckled, “We’ve still got the burritos a-”

“Screw the burritos,” you mumbled before pressing your lips to his again, “They can wait.”

Tom hummed in agreement and kissed you again, “Yeah, screw the burritos.”

You quickly shoved the food back into the bag and placed it on the floor. Tom couldn’t deny the fact that he was eager, there was nothing he wanted more than to feel your bare skin on his. He wanted to be overwhelmed by you, like he had so many times before. Your sweet peachy lips were like a drug, your soft skin always smelt distinctly like warm amber and vanilla, but best of all was your hair. It always smelt like the beach, not in the sulfur and salt kind of way, but in a comforting, warm sunshine kind of way. He loved nothing more than holding your close and burying his face in your hair, falling asleep with his lips pressed against your head. He craved that closeness with you, your warmth, and he found it a lot easier to express himself physically.

“Tom,” you were breathing a bit heavy when you pulled away from him, “I really love this necklace,” you reached for his shirt without missing a beat.

He let you tug his shirt off and climb onto his lap, “I’m glad you do,” he smiled when you started kissing him again, your lips moving quickly down his neck, “You seem eager angel,” he attempted to tease you even though he knew he wasn’t any better.

“Yeah,” was your only response before you pulled back and lifted your tank top over your head.

He watched the shirt fly across his room before bringing his eyes back to you, smiling as his eyes landed right on your breasts. He placed one hand on your back and brought you close to him. He pressed open mouth kisses over your breasts while he traced the edge of your bra. He nipped at your skin and reached behind you, struggling for just a second to undo your bra before it too went flying across the room. He left a trail of kisses over your skin before flicking his tongue over your pert nipple. You inhaled sharply and craned your head back for just a moment.

Your eyes darted back down to Tom and you pushed him down onto the bed, not giving him anymore time to tease him. You pushed his sweats down, leaving him in just his boxer-briefs, which made it very obvious just how eager he was for you. You smirked a little smirk that made his mind go totally blank. It was so easy for him to get so wrapped up in you that he forgot the rest of the world, especially when you looked at him like that. He sucked in a sharp breath as you palmed over him, willing himself not to lift his hips and moan.

“E-Everyone’s home,” he stuttered excitedly, “We have to be quiet.”

“Be quiet then,” you hummed before you bent down and bit the edge of his underwear.

His eyes widened, drinking in your every move as you tugged his underwear down with his mouth. It was a move he’d used on you before, but you’d never done it to him. Suddenly his mouth felt dry and a wave of warmth ran down his body. Your eyes were dark and lusty, your tongue darted out to wet your lips in the most erotic way. He squeezed his eyes shut and craned his head back.

“Holy shit,” he groaned as your tongue ran over him.

He bit his bottom lip as you took his head in his mouth. He couldn’t look down at you, he’d cum pathetically fast if he met your eyes. Instead he reached down, setting his hand in your hair as you started bobbing your head. He made no attempt to guide your movements, anything he did would just take away from the experience, he just wanted to touch you.

“Fuck,” he moaned lowly, doing his best to stay quiet, “Fuck, feels like heaven angel,” he encouraged.

You hummed in response, the vibrations sending a chill up his spine. He wouldn’t last long, he knew he wouldn’t. As great as the blowjob was, he wanted you, to kiss you and hold you close and meet your peaks together.

“Angel,” he groaned as he tried to communicate his wants, “W-Wait I-”

He was cut off by your mouth leaving him with an audible pop. You sat back up and wiped your mouth, which only made him groan again.

“What’s that Tommy?” you purred.

He stared at you, unable to form words for a moment, “I-I’m just getting close,” he sat up and grabbed your chin, “I was with Haz all week, I haven’t, you know… I’m not gonna last long tonight, I wanna cum with you.”

You nodded in understanding and leaned in to kiss him, “Yeah, me too.”

He brought you right back to his lips, nipping gently at your bottom lip and smiling when you opened your mouth for him. This time he pushed you back onto the bed, one of his hands slipping up your body to your breasts. He squeezed gently, soaking up the sweet little sounds you made when he tweaked your nipple. His other hand rested against your cheek while he propped himself on his elbow. His hand slipped away from your breast and down your body to the hem of your leggings.

“Getting nice and wet for me angel?” he hummed.

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him back to you. He let you take control of the kiss while he focused on wiggling you out of your bottoms, quickly discarding both them and your underwear. He ran two fingers over you to test if you were ready for him. You whimpered as he brushed against your clit.

“Hmm, that feel good?” he repeated the motion with a smirk.

You nodded again, “So good Tommy.”

He grinned and brought his hand back up your body. He pulled back slightly to grab a pillow. You looked unbelievably gorgeous spread open under him, your skin flushed and breathing heavy. It was enchanting, intoxicating, he would have sat there just staring for hours.

He slipped the pillow under your lower back and positioned himself at your entrance before leaning back into you. He kissed the corner of your mouth before bringing his lips down to your neck. He left wet, open mouth kisses all over your skin. You closed your eyes and bit your cheek to stifle your moans.

“Such a shame, you always make the prettiest sounds for me,” he purred, sucking at the spot behind your ear before he brought his lips back to yours, “You ready angel?”

“Yes,” you panted under him, “Please.”

“Well who could say no to that?” he smirked.

He glanced downwards and used one hand to make sure he was lined up with you before he slid in. You both did your best to stifle your moans while he pushed into you.

“Tell me when I can move okay?” he muttered against your ear.

“Go ahead,” you replied right away, “Please, I wanna feel you.”

He groaned and nodded before he pulled back slightly and pushed back in. He gave a few slower thrusts before he picked up speed. It was always easy to find his rhythm with you, you two were just always in sync. He pulled one of your legs up over his hip so you could rock your hips against him. He panted into your neck as he moved faster and faster. You tugged his hair, which had him holding back another loud moan. He slammed his lips against yours to stifle any noise your two could make. You sucked at his bottom lips before opening your mouth for him. He reached down to stroke your clit, making your hips jolt upwards towards him.

“Fuck,” he panted suddenly, “Fuck, you feel so good.”

You nodded in agreement, “Feels incredible Tommy.”

“Yeah? You gonna cum for me angel?” he cooed, thrusting even harder into you.

“Yeah,” you nodded again, “Fuck Tommy I…”

He slammed his lips to yours, his fingers dug into your hips, pulling them upwards to meet his thrust. You cried against his mouth, the new angle sending you flying off the edge. You clenched around him as you came, Tom following just second after you. You rocked your hips into his thrusts as you rode out your highs together. He had to pull away and catch his breath, both of your panted as you came down. Tom buried his face in your neck while you caught your breath. You played with his hair silently while you both calmed down.

Eventually he pulled himself from you and pressed another long kiss to your lips. You smiled at each other and you let out a light giggle as he helped you sit up. He brushed your messy hair from your face and pressed a long kiss to the side of your head.

“You’re probably gonna have to microwave the burritos…” you mumbled.

He laughed, “Oh so now you care about the burritos?”

“Duh, everyone knows post sex burritos are way better than regular burritos Tom,” you rolled your eyes like it was a simple fact everyone knew.

“Right, duh,” he pressed another kiss to your cheek, “Fine, I’ll warm up the burritos.”

“And grab some water?”

He nodded, “Anything for you Flower.”

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