Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 4.0

Accidental rivals (Mob boss!AU, Tom Holland)

Requested by _miedelas: Y/N and Tom meet in a bar and hit it off immediately, which leads to four years of dating, and then marriage. They don't know that each other is the boss of rival mobs, until one day, Tom has to deal with another mob that's related to Y/N's. Her dad calls her and tells her who Tom is, and that he's in trouble, so she shows up to help him fight the other mob.

"I'm being serious! I had to knee him in the crotch to finally get him to stop hitting on me!" I exclaimed, making my best friend almost fall off of the bar stool laughing as we sat at the bar together and drank.

"Could you not have just gotten one of your bodyguards to take him out?!" She cried with laughter.

"Sure, but where would the fun be in that?" I smirked as I raised my drink to my lips. She returned it and shook her head as she stood up.

"I'm going to the bathroom. Watch my drink, yeah?" She asked.

"Yeah, course." I smiled, making her return it as she passed me and headed out to the back of the bar. I chuckled and shook my head at the memory that I had just retold as I faced forward again, and took another sip of my drink.

"Excuse me." I turned my head, my eyes widening slightly as the most stunning guy that I'd ever seen walked up to me. I subtly flicked my eyes up and down his figure, everything from his gorgeous chocolate eyes, beautiful hazel curls and the smart suit that fit him like a glove making him absolutely hot as shit.

"I'm sorry, do I know you?" I smiled as I turned on the stool to face him.

"I should be the one apologising, because no, you don't. It's just that I saw you come in with your friend a while ago, and I haven't been able to take my eyes off of you since." He admitted with a shake of his head.

"Well that doesn't sound creepy at all." I teased with a smile as I raised my drink to my lips again. He chuckled and nodded as he looked down before raising his eyes back up to me.

"You're right, it does sound a little weird. But what can I say, I love admiring beautiful things." He continued to flirt as his gaze flicked over my face. I smiled and bit my lip, my cheeks heating up slightly underneath my foundation as we seemingly just admired each other. Whoever this guy was, I could already feel the connection with him. The way that he was looking at me was unlike the way that anyone else had ever looked at me before, and we'd only been talking for a minute. I could already see my future with him, and that made me excited.

"Can I buy you a drink, love?" The man asked.

"No." I shook my head, making his eyes waver and his smile dipped slightly.

"At least, not until you tell me your name." I nodded. His eyes brightened again, making me smile as he laughed and shook his head.

"You had me worried for a second there, sweetheart. My name is Tom. It's a pleasure to meet you." He nodded as he maintained eye contact with me and leant down to kiss my hand.

"Y/N. It's a pleasure to meet you too, Tom." I smiled back.

"How about that drink then?" He chuckled.

"Sounds perfect." I spoke, making him return my smile and bite his lip as we continued to talk and flirt.

That had been four years ago, and had been the day that I had met the love of my life and husband, Tom Holland. By the end of the night at the bar, Tom had asked for my number, and we had never looked back. Now we lived in a to-die-for country mansion, our bedroom windows alone looking out onto beautiful ponds and fields that were also ours privately. Tom and I had bought it together when we had first moved in together, the issue was that I could never tell Tom how I'd been able to afford my half. And that was because I was the boss of an infamous London mob...and I had never told him. Admittedly, I had no idea how I'd kept it from him, but somehow I had managed. I had to confess that there had always been an air of secrecy in mine and Tom's relationship. Neither of us had ever told the other what we did for work, how we made so much money, and we never asked the other person either. It was an arrangement that worked, and I didn't want to risk our lavish lifestyle, a job that I loved and a man that I'd die for just for the sake of knowing what he did too. I snapped out of my thoughts, my eyes immediately landing on my own reflection as I sat at my makeup table in mine and Tom's bedroom. I sighed and finished my makeup in order to get ready for the meeting that I had with the rest of my mob in a few hours. I looked at the door through the mirror as it opened, my heart fluttering and my lips curling into a smile as Tom walked into our bedroom.