Tom Holland Imagines

The Kindest Man (Boyfriend!Tom)

F/c: favourite colour
F/m: favourite movie

"I don't think I can today Tommy, my cramps are really bad," I groaned. I had just called my boyfriend, Tom, to tell him that I couldn't go out with him tonight cause I was in excruciating pain but he wouldn't hear any of my whinings.

"What's your favourite candy again?" He asked and I looked around my dimly lit room trying to think of a reason he'd ask that.

"F/c," I said.

"Ok. And favourite movie? It's still f/m right?" He asked and I said yes. "Alright, I'll be over in 20 minutes," he said and before I could protest he hung up.

"Thomas I swear you'll be the death of me," I mumbled under my breath as I snuggled further under my blankets, a heating pad on my lower abdomen.

About 20 minutes later I heard the front door open but I was in too much pain to move. I heard footsteps coming closer to my bedroom door and gathered enough energy to look up from my den of blankets.

Tom stood in the doorway, holding a large bag that was full of things I couldn't make out. I groaned and laid my head back down as I felt another cramp coming.

He rushed over to the bed and set the bag down on the nightstand, and before I knew it, he was in bed with me. His warm body provided much-needed relief as I wrapped my arms around him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, resting my head on his chest.

"Well I couldn't let you lay here by yourself, could I?" He said and I shook my head weakly.

"You had work today..." I whispered and he shook his head.

"I took the day off so I could be with you," he said and reached into the bag. "I brought you some aleve, some pads, tampons, or whatever it is that you use, some f/c, and I brought my laptop so we could watch f/m and then when that's done we can cuddle for the rest of the day," Tom said and I felt myself tearing up.

"You didn't have to do that," I said and Tom smiled.

"I'll always be here when you need me. When you need love and cuddles," he said softly.

"I love you," I smiled and Tom rubbed small circles on my back.

"I love you too. And I just want you to feel better. I hate seeing you in pain and not be able to do anything about it. But I'm here for you," he whispered and I smiled again.

"I wish I could do something this nice for you," I said but Tom shook his head.

"Just feel better my love, that's all I ask," he said, kissing the top of my head before reaching over into the bag and pulling his laptop out.

"Alright, now how about that movie?"