Tom Holland Imagines

On the First Day of Christmas...

You take a quick ten minute shower, and get dressed and can hear Mariah Carey blasting from downstairs. You shake your head with a small laugh, and begin to head downstairs.

"Tom... oh my god what did you do?!" you cry, as you make your way over to him. He's all wrapped up in Christmas lights and looks lit up like the Christmas tree.

"These got really tangled," he says, as he struggles to break free, and you roll your eyes, going to grab another roll of lights.

"Tom, these are literally already wrapped and not tangled, how did you do this?!" you cry with a laugh, as you walk over to help him. He's all wrapped up in lights from head to toe. He shrugs, as your struggle for almost ten minutes to untangle all the lights from him.

"There you go finally," you laugh, ruffling his hair. Tom tosses the lights aside.

"Let's get this hot chocolate finished, and we'll be done in no time!!" he exclaims, before picking you up and spinning you in a circle.

6 hours later

"Tom... how many more boxes..." you breathe out, laying upside down on the couch. Tom grunts, as cranes his neck to look.

"Ugh. I think like four more boxes of lights and two more on random decor," he groans, and you heave a sigh.

"Why did you get so many decorations?!"

"I forgot that we live in a penthouse and can't put stuff on the roof. What are we going to do with all these decorations?!" Tom groans, before sitting up and running a hand through his hair.

"We have the tree all decorated and we decorated our kitchen, the bathroom, the living room, the guest room, your office, my office. What are we going to do with the rest of these boxes?" you question, as you force yourself to sit up. You guys honestly did a great job. The tree was dazzling with lights and ornaments, and cute Christmas themed decor decorated your mantle along with stockings for you, Tom, and Tessa. The kitchen only had Christmas spatulas, hand towels, and soaps. Each bathroom had its own Christmassy scent and theme.

"Hmm... hey! Why don't we decorate the balcony?" Tom exclaims, jumping from the couch, and rushing over to press his face on the glass.

"Yeah, it'd look so cool! We can put the fake Christmas tree in the corner, and the little elf people around, and put up lights around the door!!" Tom thinks aloud.

"Isn't it cold though?" you say with a slight shiver, and Tom scoffs, coming back over to you.

"It's just a light snow! Come on, come on! It'll be fun!' Tom cries once again, grabbing your hands and dragging you off the couch. He pulls you over to the balcony door, before throwing it open and a gust of cold wind rushes over you.

"Ah! Tom it's freezing!!" you seethe, as you jump into him, and he chuckles. You peek outside to see the snow falling down in clusters. You could barely see any of the other buildings as they're hidden by the snow.

"Darling, this won't take too long. Here grab the tree!!" Tom orders, as he steps out onto the balcony. You shake your head with a small smile, as you grab the five foot tree, and begin to bring it outside.

"Tom, where do you - woah!" you cry, as your foot hits a section of ice. You slip backwards, and the try flies out of your hands, and you fall on your back.

"Oh my gosh, darling are you okay?" Tom exclaims, kneeling down next to you. You slap him in the shoulder.

"No! Now, I'm all wet and cold, help me up!!" you seethe, holding out your hand. Tom takes it in his, before hoisting you up, only for your feet to begin to slip again.

"Woah!! Don't go falling for me," Tom smirks, and you roll his eyes at his cheesy joke. For a few moments he just stares at you, the snow falling around you silently.

"What?" Don't look at me like that!" you laugh, and he snickers.

"You're just beautiful that's all," he shrugs, his cheeks red. You roll your eyes, planting a kiss on his cheek.

"Okay, it's freezing, can we please go inside?" you ask, and Tom heaves a sigh but nods.

"We will finish decorating!" he says, before scooping you up bridal style, and running you inside. You laugh, as he falls on the couch, and holds you close.

"Today was fun," you say, as you sit up. Tom cracks a smile.

"You've got twelve more days of it," he teases, and you roll your eyes, before laying back down on his chest.

"Ooo!! We should make hot chocolate and watch a movie!!" he exclaims. Before you can even answer, he's already shoved you off and is in the kitchen putting the tea kettle on. You shake your head with a roll of your eyes.

This was going to be a crazy twelve days.

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