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Best Christmas of all; Tom Holland x child reader

"Hmm.....why not do purple, yellow, green and red? Cause red and blue make purple, so by ending it with red we can start back to the purple, even without the blue."

"Oh yeah. Thanks (n/n)." Sam said as he ruffled my hair. It took awhile but finally we managed to get the gingerbread house all done and decorated.

"Alright everyone, I officially declare that the 2016 Gingerbread Holland house is officially made." His dad proclaimed and we all applauded.

"And of course let's not forget the biggest help of all, Miss (Y/n) (l/n)." Tom proclaimed as his family clapped for me as Tom picked me up and paraded me around the kitchen.

After the gingerbread house we were watching some Christmas movies while his mom was making us some lunch. Right now we were watching one of the old animated movies, we had just gotten done with Rudolph and now we were watching Frosty the Snowman.

"See before Olaf came along with his warm hugs, Frosty was the OG. He was the man!" Harry proclaimed.

"We get it Harry, you love Frosty and hate Frozen, let it go." Sam said which made Paddy laugh.

"I see what you did, good one Sam." They fist bumped with each other.

"You guys are such dicks." Harry said.

"Harry! Language!" Tom said as he covered my ears trying to block my ears from hearing the words. Truth is I've heard every single bad word in the book thanks to my foster mom's brother.

"Lunch is served." Tom's mom came in with a plate of sandwiches, ranging from ham, ham and cheese, veggie sandwiches, or turkey. I grabbed a plain ham sandwich and that's when I felt a nudge at my leg. I looked down and there was Tessa looking up at me with those big brown eyes, she licked her chops as she eyed my sandwich.

"Ah-ah Tessa, go on scoot. Scoot!" Tom's dad said as he took notice of Tessa from the chair that was beside me.

"Tess," Tom said before giving one whistle and Tessa went over to Tom and he told her, "Tessa down. Down. Good girl Tess." When I saw Tessa lie on her stomach, I couldn't help but feel sorry for her. I heard her take a deep sigh as she began to close her eyes.

I looked around to make sure no one was looking before ripping a part of my sandwich off and I lowered it down towards Tessa. She immediately lifted her head and reached her neck out before finally scarfing down the sandwich. I patted her head and quickly went back to watching TV.

"I saw that." I heard Tom whisper in my ear. Uh-oh busted. I looked up at him with the most innocent face and whispered back.

"Saw what?"

"Don't you play dumb, you're gonna get it later little missy." He teased as he pressed his forehead against mine before turning his attention back to the TV. I gulped thinking just what did Tom have in mind.

When the sun began to set, it was time for Christmas dinner. There was turkey, pudding, pies, cookies (which I helped make with Tom's mom), cakes and fruits and veggies. As we all gathered around the table, I ate a piece of turkey, I was suddenly feeling this—bubbly feeling in my stomach. I don't know how to describe it, it's like—that feeling you get in your stomach when you're sad but also overjoyed with happiness.

"(N/n), you okay?" I heard Tom say. I nodded and hummed before turning back to my turkey. "Are you sure? You've got the deep in thought look."

"I'm fine Tom, really. I just.....feel happy to be included in.....a family. For once." The room went quiet for a long time before Tom's mom placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and she said.

"We've enjoyed having you here with us (y/n)."

"My wife's right. You've been a really big help today, we hope you've had an equally good time here with us and that we helped make this a good Christmas for you." His dad added.

"I have. In fact I—I think this maybe the Christmas I will always remember the most." I said with a soft smile. The Holland's all smiled and I felt Tom pat my back while his brother Harry ruffled my hair and I felt Tessa at my feet.

After dinner we gathered in the living room after getting into our pajamas, I helped place down the cookies for Santa with Paddy. He placed down the milk while I placed down the cookies.

"Okay there's one last tradition we have before we go to bed." Tom told me as he sat me down into his lap.

"What's that?"

"Every Christmas eve we take one gift and open it up, sorta like a sneak peek at what's coming tomorrow morning."

"We started shortly after Sam was born, the kid could hardly wait to open up his presents so we decided on one gift just to get him to go back to sleep." His dad explained.

"I wanna play Santa, I wanna play Santa!" Paddy exclaimed.

"No, no, no Paddy you played Santa last year. Let's let Tom be Santa this year." His mom said. Tom picked me up and I sat beside Tessa and stroked her head while Tom began to pass out presents.

I got my present which was just a simple Christmas bag with red and green paper stuffed inside to hide my present while everyone else got boxes. Maybe my present was a snow globe or some type of clothing?

"Hang on guys, hold on. I think it's only fair that we let our biggest help and guest (y/n) open up her present first." Tom announced once all the presents were given out. They all agreed before turning to face me.

"Okay, if you all say so." I dug through the bag and pulled out the green and red wrapping paper to reveal an envelope. Okay I was confused? Why was I given an envelope, if it was a Christmas cars I doubt it could fit in this small thing.

"Here I'll help open it, Harry hand me the letter opener by the dining room table." Tom said as he came up next to me. Harry got up and he got the small knife and Tom thanked his brother before opening the envelope with a single swipe.

He handed it back to me and I took out a few pieces of folded paper. I unfolded the hamburger styled papers and I saw at top the name of the Foster Care system I was put under. There was all these big words but the one thing that did catch my eye was the signature of Tom's parents at the bottom. I looked through the other papers and kept seeing their signatures.

"What's....."

"Something I was running through the Foster system as well as my parents. I've really enjoyed having you around (n/n), you're like the little sister I never had and......we want you to be a part of our family." Tom said as he brought me up onto his lap.

"You—you all.....wanna adopt me?"

"Yes love, if you'll have us that is. I mean, Tom's told us so much about it it's like you're practically part of the family." His mom said.

"So what do you say poppet, want to be a Holland?" I was......overjoyed. A wide smile spread across my face as tears filled my eyes. I couldn't even form any words as I nodded allowing the tears to fall down my face. Soon my new family all came up and surrounded me in a group hug.

At this point I don't care what else I might've gotten for Christmas, all that mattered now was this. I had gotten the one wish I had always wanted, the one gift I hoped I would get someday. A family.

It was then the next morning, waking up that Christmas day, in fact it became a White Christmas day, I got to spend the entire morning with my new family making snow angels with my new brothers, having snowball fights, learning how to build a snowman with my new mom and dad, and playing around with my dog Tessa.

In the years to come those Christmases grew to be better than the last but none of them will ever compare to my first Christmas I had with my new family.