Tom Holland & Peter Parker Imagines [editing]

Game (Tom Holland)

Summary: You're at Tom, your best friend's house chilling with him as he plays on his new PC with his friends
Warnings: swearing as usual 0.0
Word Count: 1309 (fairly short one)

Your POV:

I sigh, falling back onto Tom's bed and looking up at the ceiling, counting all the weird patterns above me out of pure boredom. My head perks up hearing Tom shout at the game he's playing in frustration.

"The fucking dweeb! He came out of bloody nowhere!" He rages, smacking his hand down on the desk. He continues to talk to his friends and I sit up. This was supposed to be a chilled day at his house but nope, he wants to spend it talking and playing a stupid fighting game on his new PC he got the other day. It's all he's been doing. And he's a 25 year old man, who is an actor. You'd expect better.

"Tommmm how long are you gonna be" I whine, sitting up and he glances at me, turning around.

"Not long, just finishing this game" he says before turning back around and continuing the new game he just started. I roll my eyes and look around his room, finding something to do since he's said that the last 4 games now.

I stand up and go over to his desk, looking through it. I grab a stapler out of a draw and click it, looking at Tom when he clears his throat, only to find him looking at me too.

"What?"

He shakes his head with a small laugh before looking back at the screen. "Don't break anything" he says and I scoff, putting the stapler back down.

I ramble through his desk a little more, looking up again when he starts to stand up from his chair. "I'll be back guys, just going to get a drink and food" He says and puts the headset on the keyboard.

"Y/n" He says as he starts heading to the door, his brown eyes meeting mine. "No touching" he says, referring to the PC before leaving the bedroom.

I smirk and walk over to the leather seat, taking a place on it and looking at the game in front of me, a guy stood there with a gun. I pick up the headset, hearing all Tom's friends talking.

"Yo Tom you back?" Tuwaine's voice says into my ear.

"Nope, you got the better person" I say and all the guys cheer a little as I laugh. I grab Tom's mouse, discovering it moves the perspective on the game and figure out what keys move you forward and backwards.

"We all prefer you much more anyway Y/n" Harrison says and I laugh a little.

"How do I play this?" I ask and Luke starts to give me a talk through of how to play the game. I quickly pick it up, thankful Tom's taking his time downstairs.

"I see someone" I say.

"Shoot em!" Tuwaine exclaims and I aim for the person, taking a few shots and getting them, watching their body fall to the ground.

"Yes!" I cheer.

"Yesss Y/n" Harrison says.

"Y/n you're bloody amazing at this, doing great gorgeous" Andrew says and I giggle.

"Doing great princess" Luke says.

"Why thankyou" I say but my eyes widen when I feel the headset being lifted off my head. I look up and see Tom behind the chair as he puts the headset on and he puts a glass of water on the desk along with a packet of crisps.

He comes to the side of me and reaches to hold my waist, lifting me off the chair and standing me on my feet as I sigh, but he keeps his hands on my waist, holding it firmly but not too tight as he takes his seat again.

To my surprise he pulls me onto his lap, sitting me on him as he wheels the chair back forward and leans his head on my shoulder, his arms going back around either side of me so he can get to the mouse of keyboard.

"Stop flirting with her" Tom says into the headset.

"We weren't mate" I hear a distant voice say.

"I'm not stupid, she's not yours" Tom says. I look at the screen and back at him to see a small smirk on his face for a second before repeating that. I sigh and get comfortable, him not minding me moving and I lean my head on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around him.

He continues playing the game, then another, and I get bored eventually, Tom obviously noticing as he looks to his side at my face. "Wanna go after this round?" He asks me and I look up at him.

"Really?" I ask confused, knowing he didn't want me to go on his new PC with the fear of me breaking it although I had previously attempted to convince him I wouldn't.

"Yeah, you can if you want" he says and I smile, causing his lips to curve up into a small smirk. He goes back to his game and I continue watching. When he dies he groans a little in frustration but then turns back to me.

"Alright, ready?" he asks and I grin widely. He chuckles as I sit up more, sitting forward on his lap since he doesn't seem to give up the chair and sitting on the edge of his legs.

He goes through what to do with me even though I already gave it ago and guides me through the round, his head on my shoulder watching the screen as his hands rest on my hips.

"That's it and then go up there" He instructs me and I climb up the window, getting into the building, a guy coming through the doorway. "Get him with the knife! Click the mouse!" He exclaims and I quickly do so, killing the guy.

"Yes love!" He chuckles and I smile, happy I killed the player. Tom's hands squeeze my sides and I laugh. "You did it" He says.

"Well you know technically this is my 2nd kill because I killed someone whilst you were downstairs" I say.

"Well, maybe you could carry the win for the guys" he says, referring to the boys since they've all already died. I smirk and focus on the game, Tom chuckling and watching me as I continue.

I get close to winning but end up dying, turning out 4th place and I groan, hearing the distance chatter of Tom's friends complaining through the headset. "Fucksakes" I grumble.

"It's fine love, you did bloody awesome" He says, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me back on his lap against his chest as I lean back into him.

"Fucking hell Tom you're whipped" A voice says in the headset, breaking the silence.

"Shut up" Tom mumbles and laughter is heard.

"Of course you're whipped for me who wouldn't be" I say and Tom chuckles, his head leaning on my shoulder.

"You're not wrong" He says.

I smile, a warm giddy feeling inside. Come on Y/n, you like him, kiss him. But then if you do you're risking the entire friendship. It's not worth it. Or is it?

I look at Tom and he smiles, looking into my eyes and me doing the same to him. Brown eyes are so fucking lush. Especially his. My heart speeds up as we get closer, but obviously something ruins the moment.

"You think they're fucking?" A voice says which sounds like Harrison. Tom groans, his head falling against the side of mine.

"Haz shut the fuck up" Tom whines.

"Well you were being too quiet!" He exclaims and I laugh.

"Twat" Tom mumbles, his lips turning into a smile as he sees me start up another game.