I've Got Your Six - Mob!TomxReader

Chapter 21 - Forever And Always.

[A/N: I really hate the way that I wrote the previous chapter 'Dust' so I'm rewriting the entire thing, so it'll be reposted soon and if you follow me I'll post an announcement about it.

Otherwise - all that you'd need to know is Y/N gets a lil bit upset and spills some personal deets to Tom. It won't carry over into this chapter, it just gives a bit of background, so I'll repost it ASAP so you can build that character a bit more.

Anyway, enjoy!]

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"Get the fuck up already, you lazy pair of twats - it's CHRISTMAS!"

Y/N groaned at her rude awakening, cracking an eye open to see Harrison stood in the doorway, the door wide open revealing the twins stood behind him.

"Haz mate, could you be a bit louder? I don't think Queen Liz heard you." Tom grumbled, burying his head further into the pillow.

"She was actually the one who told me that you HAVE to get up - so come on, get up!" Harrison called, causing Y/N to  squeal in surprise when he pulled the duvet off them from the end of the bed.

"Jesus christ, it's fucking cold  - do you mind?!" Y/N yelped, pulling her t-shirt over her bare lower section, trying to cover her underwear from their view.

"We even convinced him to leave you a little longer, but he wouldn't wait any more." Sam called from the doorway, turned slightly to avoid looking at Y/N's half bare form.

"Right, right, alright. Get the fuck out and let us get ready - we'll be down in a bit." Tom groaned beside her, propping himself up on his elbow and rubbing his face with his hand - catching the front part of his hair causing it to stick out like a mad scientist.

Y/N giggled, reaching over to smooth it down for him as he gave her a lazy smile. Harrison gagged before saying "Right, that's enough for me already if I have to deal with you two the whole day. I'm out." before retreating towards the door and shutting it behind him.

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Y/N felt her shoulders drop as the hot water ran over her body, the tension from being jolted awake slowly melting away; before a hand slid across her side and over her shoulder, a chaste kiss pressed to the back of it.

"How you feeling today, darling?" Tom soothed into her ear from behind, and she let her head fall back to his his chest with a sigh. "I'm alright, guess I'm just a bit tense out of habit. You?" she replied, raising a hand to tangle through his wet hair and scratch his head.

"Wonderful, my love. I'm with you." He whispered, placing another kiss to her temple before reaching over her for the shampoo; squirting it into his hand before running it through her hair. Y/N felt her eyes roll back in her head as Tom's fingers worked to massage her scalp - watching as he reached up for the shower head to rinse her off before doing the same with the conditioner.

"Are you using that one because you like how it smells?" Y/N questioned, already knowing the answer. "Of course. The smell reminds me of you." She could hear the smile on his lips when he spoke.

After spending miles too long in the shower, the pair stepped out of the bathroom to get ready, being in no rush albeit an antsy Harrison waiting downstairs to start the day.

"So tell me, Mr. Holland, what does Christmas look like to you?" She questioned as she unwrapped the towel from her body, reaching down to pull a matching set of underwear out of the drawer.

"Well I guess-" Y/N felt a smirk rise on her face, unbeknownst to Tom as she was facing away from him - her arse in the air.

"Cheeky bugger." He groaned, and she twisted to rest an elbow on the chest of drawers - half facing him. "Whatever for? I'm simply getting ready." Her eyes were sparkling with mischief and Tom could barely hold back an actual groan with the way she looked right now.