Random Imagines

Tom Holland//Quarantine

The Coronavirus began taking over the United States in late February early March. Having asthma means I'm considered a high risk victim, so if I get it, it's likely I won't make it through.

Quarantining myself was the obvious and only solution.

Thankfully, I have three amazing friends who offered to stay with me.

Harry and Sam were like brothers to me and Tom... well Tom was Tom. Of course I wanted more, who wouldn't. Practically every teenage girl is in love with him and I don't blame them. He's an absolute gentleman and he's no doubt attractive.

But we have been best friends since grade school. Anything more is just a fantasy at this point.

Plus, he is in the height of his career, I refuse to get in the way of that and be an obstacle for his success.

"Y/n, care to join us for breakfast?" Harry asked me through my door.

"Yeah! One second!" I yelled back while getting off my bed.

I opened the door and walked to my kitchen, where I saw pancakes, waffles, and some yogurt with fruit. I love being rich.

"Thanks Tommy." I smiled and grabbed a plate.

I got two pancakes and some yogurt with fresh fruit on top.

"Only two pancakes?" Tom joked.

I forced myself to let out a small laugh, convincing him I wasn't overthinking what he said.

"I'd get more but it looks like you need em' twig." I pinched his arm with a smile.

He smiled back at me with a slight blush and got his plate and food together.

"This is so much better than ordering fast food. Maybe this whole pandemic isn't totally bad."

Of course I know it is totally bad. There's nothing good about this pandemic and the way the our impeached president is handling it is disgraceful. I can not wait to vote him out in November.

"Hey Tommy," I smiled innocently.

"Yes, love?" He looked back at me.

"Can I do your makeup." I bit my lip while keeping my smile.

He sighed. "Yeah, I suppose."

I knew he was secretly a little happy, he's nothing but smiles when I do his makeup.

"Yay!!!! Let's go!"

After eating we went to my room so I could do his makeup.

"First off, we have to shave the little fuzzies from your top lip."

"Damn. Okay."

"It's not as cute as you think it is, Holland." I laughed.

I let him shave his fuzzies before I started on his makeup.

"Be careful when you get to my eyes."

"I will. Now that I have you trapped-"

"Oh god"

I chuckled lightly before continuing.

"Can I wax your legs." I smiled again.

"No! That is where I draw the line." He smiled.

"Okay."

We made light conversation about upcoming holidays and possibly getting another pet. I really want a cat.

"What colors do you want?" I asked while opening a couple eyeshadow palettes.

"Spider-Man colors, duh."

"Okay." I smiled.

I got some eyeshadow and told him to close his eyes.

I straddled his lap while applying the blue, and when I reached to get more, he opened his eyes.

"I did not expect your boobs to be in my face." He closed his eyes quickly.

I laughed and got off him. "Did you not feel me sitting on you?"

"I mean barely, but I didn't think about it." He stayed still while I did the other eye.

"Okay, I'm done with the blue, no I have to figure out how to do red without blending it to purple."

I looked through my makeup bag.

"AH! I have red mascara! Your eyelashes are gonna be red spider legs!" I smiled and applied his mascara.

When I was done he looked at me with a smile and almost turned to the mirror.

"Wait! I'm not done!" I lunged toward him and his hands planted firmly on my arms.

"Okay." He laughed. "I didn't look yet."

His hands slowly fell down my arms, giving me chills.

I grabbed another brush and did his highlight.

"Okay now your done."

He excitedly looked in the mirror and smiled.

"Oh my god I look like a bad bitch." We both laughed and he continued. "I'm almost as beautiful as you are without makeup."

"Whatever." I laughed off the butterflies in my stomach.

"I'm serious. You don't even need makeup. I don't know why you spend so much money on it."

"Thank you. It makes me feel like somebody will notice me. And if the paparazzi gets a bad photo of me then it's getting leaked and that means hate comments and insults."

"If you get hate comments it's because they're jealous."

I didn't want to say anything else on the subject, so I just stayed quiet.

"You are truly beautiful y/n. I mean that."

My heart exploded hearing him say that. He wasn't acting, he was being serious.

"I'm glad I'm quarantined with you tommy." I hugged him and when we pulled apart something just clicked. We both knew what we wanted and it was each other.

He leaned in first, causing me to lean in and connect our lips.

It was much better than the few onscreen kisses we've shared. This wasn't scripted, or filmed. It was real.

When we pulled away I couldn't help but smile.

"I should take the makeup off shouldn't I?" Be laughed.

I shook my head no with a smile. "I like it. It's hot that you don't think it's weird."

He smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself babe. I'm sure you know that you're hot."

"I mean I do but hearing you say it is just... better."

I smiled. "I really love you Tommy."

"I love you too." He smiled and kissed me again.