Tom Holland and Peter Parker one-shots 4.0

Too much love (Tom Holland)

Requested by unknown: Tom and Y/N are married. Y/N starts feeling insecure about her weight, and so starts starving herself. Tom notices, and reassures her that he finds her beautiful, no matter what her size.

*Please note: this one-shot contains mentions of body issues and weight issues, as well as unhealthy practices of losing weight. Please do not read this chapter if that's too much for you to handle right now, and as usual, my DMs are always open if anyone needs to talk. Love you guys, and please continue loving yourselves for who you are xoxo*

"Fucks' sake." I mumbled through gritted teeth, the tips of my fingers turning white from the tightness of which I was holding my dress with as I desperately tried to force it together. I stared at the bits of fabric in the mirror and internally willed for the pieces to somehow come close enough together for me to zip it up, but no matter how hard I tried, an inch or two stayed in between the bits. Meaning that I couldn't zip it up. I let go and gave up with a puff of breath, tears pricking my eyes at the fact that this dress that had fit me only a month ago...now didn't.

"My love, are you nearly ready?" I sighed and looked over my shoulder as Tom's silky voice called out from downstairs.

"Y-yeah, Tommy, I'll be down in five!" I returned before I raised my hand and harshly wiped away the tear that had managed to escape. I had been married to Tom now for five years, and the kind and handsome Londoner was undoubtedly the love of my life. We'd met at a party seven years ago, and had been together ever since, with us having married five years ago and having started trying for our first baby six months ago. But trying for a baby was getting increasingly hard, purely for the reason that I was becoming less and less confident with my body by the day. I wasn't sure what had happened since I definitely wasn't pregnant, but for the last three or four months, I had been gaining weight uncontrollably. I wasn't necessarily overweight for someone my age and height, but I had gone up four dress sizes, and nothing that I was attempting to shake the weight back off was working. Tonight truly took the cake, though. Tonight was the premiere of Tom's most recent movie, 'Uncharted', and when I had bought this dress a month ago specifically for this event, I had been so excited. I had been so excited...until I had tried to zip it up ten minutes ago, and had found that it was far from closing. I choked and shook my head, everything in me trying to maintain my composure, otherwise I'd have to redo my makeup too as I let the dress drop to the floor. I grabbed another dress from our wardrobe and threw it on, nothing about me caring anymore about how I looked as I zipped it up and grabbed my clutch bag before heading out of our bedroom. Tom looked up at me from the bottom of the stairs as I appeared at the top, his eyebrows furrowing as he saw me.

"Darling, you look beautiful, but I thought that you were wearing that purple dress?" He asked. My eyes wavered.

"U-um, yeah, I was going to, but I changed my mind." I lied with a nonchalant shrug as I started to walk down the stairs.

"Okay, my love. Well, like I said, you look beautiful regardless." Tom smiled as I reached him, and his hand immediately moved to my waist. I couldn't help but genuinely return the smile, my heart fluttering at the fact that even after almost a decade together, my husband still never failed to make me feel like I was the only one that he'd ever have eyes for.

"Thank you, Tommy. You don't look too shabby yourself." I teased. He smirked and shook his head, making me giggle as he leant in and gently kissed me before pulling away.

"Come on, sweetheart. Let's go." He nodded as his gorgeous chocolate eyes flicked over my face.

"Let's." I smiled as I took his arm, and he opened the door for us to leave together for the premiere.