Tom Holland imagines <3

Interviews with Tom• fluff TH

Summary: welp.. the title...
Warnings: swearing, mentions of boobs, mentions of ass, mentions of sex, yada yada, is Peter a boob guy or ass guy (defo a boob guy, you can't change my mind)
Word count: 833

Your POV:
"Okay okay, next question" the interviewer chuckled, moving onto the next question. Tom, my boyfriend of 4 years was next to me, and we were answering opinionative questions in an interview. They were all ridiculous, but that's what made it funny.

"Is Peter Parker a boob guy? Or an ass guy" the interviewer asked.

"Boob" I said. "Ass" Tom said at the same time.

We both gasped and turned over to each other. "Babe, do you not know the character I play but like, at all?!" Tom gasped, placing a hand on his heart, acting hurt.

"Come on Tommy. He said Peter Parker not Tom. I think by this point the world knows your an ass man." I giggled shaking my head.

I turned to the camera. "Peter Parker is a boob man, you can't convince me otherwise. He just gives off that vibe. He'll be too nervous to touch your ass, and he'll never do it in public, because he's shy, therefore Peter Parker loves the tits!!" I justified.

"No. Incorrect, if Peter was to have sex he would squish her ass, for sure!" Tom said back.

I face palmed my self, a sigh leaving my lips. "Tom. He said Peter, not you. We get it, you like the ass, Peter is not an ass man, I will take this to my grave!!" I said.

"Okay maybe you have a point, but you understand why I jumped to ass. Yours is just so nice" he smirked. "We are on a fucking interview Tom keep it in your pants" I giggled. He just shook his head and returned it.

"I have to agree with y/n. Peter is 100% a boob man" the interviewer chuckled. "Thank you Brett!" I chuckled back. "Okay, next. Who is the better super hero? Black widow? Or spiderman?" The interviewer asked.

"Black widow"
"Spierman." We both answered at the same time.

"You really just went against my character like that." Tom shook his head in disbelief.

"Come on Tom. Natasha is one of the many inspirational women hero's in the world. She is so fucking bad ass. Plus she has more experience" I shrugged.

"But you're dating spiderman!!" Tom argued back.

"You know he's not wrong. There are many times that back home he would randomly break into one of his characters. Like one time when we were both folding up the washing, he broke into Arvin Russel!" I chuckled. The interviewer returned it.

"Yeah but then we had sex on top of the washing because you loved it so much" Tom laughed. I hit his arm. "Ow love!" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes playfully, and turned back to the interviewer.

"Okay, two more, who's hotter, Chris Hemsworth? Or Chris Evans?" Brett asked.

"Chris Evans." I answered, without hesitation.

"Oh please, my sweet darling, answer quicker" Tom said sarcastically.

"I mean, neither, Tom is the hottest out of them all" I giggled, widening my eyes at the camera. The studio was filled with small chuckles, and Brett was about to say the last question.

"Okay last one" he said. Tom shifted in his seat, looking slightly uncomfortable. "You okay sweetie?" I whispered. He smiled lovingly and nodded, kissing my cheek, but keeping a firm grasp on my hand.

"Okay, if Tom Holland asked for you to marry him. What would you say?" Brett asked. I felt toms hand leave mine, and I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Well I would say yes" Tom said. Making me turn around and seeing him on one knee. Holding a stunning velvet box, with a beautiful diamond sitting in the middle. 

"I-I" I stuttered, tears brimming over my eyes.

"This is real my love, I want you to marry me, no scratch that. I need you to marry me, I need you for the rest of my life, you complete me darling, you make me so fucking happy. Please Y/n M/n L/n, will you marry me?" He asked.

I sniffed and nodded. "Yes, yes Thomas I will happily marry you" I choked. Kneeling down with him and hugging him tightly.

" I promise I'm gonna love you forever and ever" I giggled, tears spilling out of my eyes. "Come on now love, save it for the vows" he chuckled, I returned it and shook my head.

"Come on, let's see if it fits" he smiled. I nodded and held out my hand. He slipped it on and of course, it fit perfectly.

"Well Cinderella, looks like it fits" he smirked.

"I love you Thomas Holland."

"I love you Y/n Holland" he said back. Cupping my cheek and pulling me in for a sweet kiss. Those lips that I know I will get to kiss for the rest of our lives.