Tom Holland Imagines

Lil' Tommy Jr. (T.H.)

1st Person POV

"Mummy, where's Uncle Paddy!" my three year old child giggles. We had just barely made it through the front door and Tommy was already asking for his favorite Uncle. It's not like Tommy doesn't like his other Uncles, he just has a closer age difference with Paddy and likes playing with action figures. Yup, he's already gotten into the marvel action figures and there's no stopping him. The little guy is obsessed with marvel just like his father.

"Go ask Grandma Nikki, she probably knows," I laugh, pushing my son towards Nikki, who sat on the couch with a novel in her hands.

Tommy ran over to Nikki, doing his best not to trip over anything with his tiny legs, and asked her the same question he asked me. "Gwandma, where's Uncle Paddy?"

Nikki put her book down on the coffee table in front of her and leans down towards my son. "He's in game room, do you remember where that is?" And he does, very well actually, too. Tommy ran off up the stairs, running towards the gaming room to find Paddy. "How are you, Sweetie? Are the boys driving you nuts yet?" She laughs, tapping the couch cushion next to her for me to sit.

"Well Thomas," I laugh, taking a seat next to Nikki on the couch, "he has been trying to teach junior how to tumble and dance already. And with that being said, Thomas Jr. won't stop running around the apartment. Needless to say, both boys no have tons of bruises and cuts everywhere."

"Hey, I warned you children were tough!" Nikki smiled, "just wait till there's four of them running around, now that is when things get tough."

"Please, you only had one Thomas and I have two," I smile back. Having Tom in my life has been amazing. His family is amazing. His friends are amazing. Just everything is amazing.

Nikki and I ended up wandering into the kitchen to make two cups of tea. We kept on talking about random things that came up into our minds. At one point, Nikki and I begun betting on what each of the boys are doing at the moment.

"I'd say twenty euros that Tom—" my mother in law begins, but is quickly stopped short from one of her sons.

"Hey, Y/N?" Paddy yells from the upstairs floor. "You might wanna get up here, Tommy had an accident in the game room."

I drop my cuppa onto the table in front of me and begin rushing up the stairs. Nikki came up behind me, following me to go find Paddy and Tommy. "Is everything alright?" I yell, running past the game room to the bathroom.

"Um, kinda," Paddy yells back. When Nikki and I arrive the the bathroom, Paddy is standing there trying to get Tommy to stop hiding behind the shower curtain. "I brought Tommy into the bathroom after everything happened, and now he won't stop hiding from me."

"That's because he likes to hide from mummy and daddy when stuff like this happens," I said, walking towards the shower curtain, "which is never his fault. I totally forgot we were potty training him, sorry about the scare, Paddy."

"It's alright, Y/N," he told me before running back to the game room.

Nikki tapped her nails against the door frame, watching me kneel to the ground so I can work on getting my son away from the curtain. "I'm going to go check if there need to be cleaning," she whispers quietly, leaving the bathroom even quieter.

"Hey there, tough guy," I whisper to Tommy, inching closer to him. "How are you feeling?"

He whimpered a little bit before speaking to me, "no."