Tom Holland Imagines

Tom Holland; Surprises

"Thanks, Harrison," you smiled gratefully as he led you into Tom's trailer on set.

"Of course, Tom's been whining about how much he's been missing you so I'm sure he'll be pretty excited for this surprise," Harrison replied shaking his head. His phone buzzed with a notification. "I've gotta go, but Tom should have a break in around 20 minutes if I remember correctly."

"Cool, I'll just chill in here I guess," you said, taking a seat on the couch in the corner. He then bid you goodbye, leaving you on your own. Your curiosity got the better of you as you started to inspect his trailer. And it was loaded with a ton of cool shit.

Damn, you thought to yourself as you opened up the fully stocked mini fridge in the corner and took out some Fiji water. You know they aren't playing around when they've got a mini fridge full of Fiji water.

After poking and prodding with a few more items in Tom's trailer, you settled yourself back the couch. Checking your watch, it was just about time for his break. Instead of just staying seated and acting nonchalant for when he came in, you decided to hide behind the couch and freak him out a bit.

Just as you'd put yourself in a position where you'd be able to pounce, the door to the trailer opened. Taking a risky peek above the head of the couch, you see your boyfriend all decked out in his Spider-Man suit from head to toe, minus the mask. You'd never actually seen him in the full outfit in person and it took everything in you not to geek out at how real and amazing it looked, especially on him.

Ducking back down before he noticed you looking, you waited. You heard him take a seat on the couch, tapping away on his phone. Slowly rising up from behind the couch, you rested your head on the top next to his. After waiting a few seconds, he still hadn't taken note of another presence.

"Whatcha doing there pal?" you asked coolly with a teasing smile on your face.

Tom's head immediately whipped to the side, knocking your head in the process, as he let out a surprised yelp. You groaned a bit, rubbing the side of your head.

"Y/N? Holy shit, what are you doing here?" Tom exclaimed excitedly, jumping out of his seat.

"Apparently trying to get a concussion," you grumbled as you stood up. Tom reached out his arms to steady you a bit as you got up from the ground.

"Sorry about that," he apologized, scratching the back of his neck. You took a few more moments to adjust yourself and you felt fine, so you just gave him a smile in return.

"Harrison kept complaining that you were complaining about how much you missed me, so I decided to come out here for a few days," you explained. "That, and I kind of really missed you too."

Your boyfriend pulled you into a hug. "I'm really glad you're here," he mumbled into your hair. You hummed against his chest in response, trying to memorize every aspect of his body. His strong grip, his slight scent of the woods.

"Remind me to never go this long without seeing you again," you said quietly as you held him a bit tighter. Between Tom's shooting for Spider-Man: Homecoming and your commitments to university, you two hadn't been together for almost a month.

He pulled away from the embrace, his hands sliding down to hold you by your hips. "Deal, darling," he replied with a cheeky grin on his face.

"Okay, I have actually never seen you in the suit in person, and this is actually pretty badass," you said as he released you to playfully do a pirouette. "Now I kind of want to get myself one of these."

"Trust me you, don't," Tom laughed. You cocked your head quizzically.

"I mean it's really cool, don't get me wrong, but it takes a village and about 45 minutes to get this thing on completely. And it is tight in places where it should not be tight," he said, shuddering a little bit.

"I still want my own suit," you replied stubbornly. "It can't be that bad."

Rolling his eyes, he grabbed your face by the cheeks and pulled your face to his for a proper kiss. You relished in the warmth of Tom's lips, and the careful yet forceful way he responded to yours.

Tom began backing you up, without breaking the kiss, until the two of you fell into an ungraceful heap on the couch. He was situated on top of you but pulled back for a minute to study your features. You did the same to him.

You were in love with this boy. You loved the way the light never seemed to leave his deep brown eyes and the way there always seemed to be a strand of hair out of place, sweeping across his forehead. You reached out a hand to adjust it and ended up softly caressing his cheek. He grinned.

"I love you," you said quietly.

"I love you more," he said, bopping your nose with his finger. You giggled quietly at his antics.

"When do you have to be back out there?" you inquired as your laughter died down. He got off of you to grab his phone to check the time.

"3 minutes," he groaned with a frown. A wicked smile overtook your face as you thought of a way to spend those next few minutes.

"Don't frown, I'm here for a couple days. Just shut up and kiss me before you go," you said grabbing him by the hand and pulling him back on the couch, this time climbing on top of him.

Initiating the kiss this time, it got heated faster, the added pressure of time making the two of you antsy. After sharing a few gentle, careful pecks, you went all in, losing yourself in the moment as Tom's arm wrapped around your waist.

Your hands seemed to have a mind of your own as they ached to feel Tom everywhere. They spent a few moments mussing up his hair, another few around the back of his neck, then down to his abs.

He moaned into your mouth as your fingers started to draw small patterns on his abs. a few inches above where he probably needed you most. You made a move to unzip his pants but realized he was in this goddamn Spider-Man suit.

Despite your inability to go any further, you could feel him growing hard against your thigh. You didn't have the heart to stop, so you just continued making out with him, slyly introducing your tongue to his mouth to further things.

"Tom, are you in there?" you heard Harrison outside the trailer. You scrambled off of your boyfriend in case the door was to be opened. Tom looked a bit mortified as he realized his unfortunate predicament.

There was no way he could hide his hard on in the skin tight material of his suit, nor was there any way he could get rid of it before he had to go back to shooting in the next few moments. You burst out laughing as Harrison opened the door.

"Come on, we're on a tight schedule today, Jon's not gonna be happy–" he stopped mid-sentence as Tom tried to grab a something to cover the evident bulge in his suit. You were in hysterics, mentally patting yourself on the back for your handiwork. Harrison joined you in your laughter.

"Now that is rich," Harrison got out as he tried to subdue his chuckles and gave you a high five.

"Shut up and help me!" Tom whined, desperately looking between the two of you. His face was flushed and contorted in a grimace.

"No way that's not my job," Harrison said with his hands up in defense.

"Sorry, babe, if you've gotta be on set then I don't have any time to help," you replied teasingly, giving him a brief kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you later," you called out as you ran out of the trailer.

"Y/N, god, I'm so getting you back for this!" he yelled after you.

Tom jumped up to chase after you, but as soon as he opened the door he remembered his little problem and jumped back inside, where Harrison was doubled over in laughter yet again.

You were definitely in for it the second he was done for the day, that's for sure.