tom holland imagines

(51) Beaches - Tom Holland

Credit: wisestark on nothing else but TUMBLR <3 

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"I'm melting into a puddle!" Tom exclaims dramatically and falls onto the huge sunbed.

You laughed but you weren't much different either. Sweat was dripping from your body as you took the wrapped up towels on the bed, poking Tom to get up.

"Are you planning on helping, babe?" you ask sarcastically with narrowed eyes and Tom shot up, "Sorry, love." he mutters as he grabs one of the towels, he should have had the towels prepared as well.

After you two finally manage to finish up, you two literally collapse, trying not to touch each other because it was so damn hot. The pavilion Tom surprised you with was beautiful, white translucent drapes hanging from the top, blowing with the wind. There was a fruit salad and champagne, all specifically chosen by Tom.

Tom took his shirt off as you took off your dress. You two laid back again, trying to convince yourselves to actually get up and swim.

Tom fidgeted next to you and you, knowing he wouldn't stay still for much longer, shut your eyes and tried to ignore him.

"Y/Nnnnnnnn." He called your name in a sing-song voice, rolling over to face you. You smiled and closed your eyes again.

"y/n,y/n,y/n,y/n" He kept calling your name, planting kisses on your face in between. You giggled and turned around, knowing Tom's ultimate plan.

He grabbed your waist and made you face him and got really close to your face, his curls brushing your forehead. "I want to swim." He said like a little kid.

You chuckled, "Can't we stay here for a few more minutes?" your eyes innocent.

"But it's hot." He pouted.

"So are you." You replied cheekily and kissed him, trying to get him to stay and frankly, for you to stay.

He blushed, still not used to your spontaneous compliments. Your eyes were looking at his beautiful brown eyes and he couldn't seem to concentrate on anything for a second.

Once he brushed it off, he stood up, his abs being more defined as he stretched and yawned, "We are going swimming, darling."

He had this mischievous grin on his face that widened your eyes with fear. You cautiously sat up and flashed an innocent smile.

"Babe, come on, we can talk this through." You started blabbering as he pulled you up, heading to the beautiful Mediterranean sea.

"Tom, baby, come on, it's COLD." You yelped and jumped when he placed you down just by the sea, the waves crashing by your feet. It was freezing.

You tried to back off but Tom caught you, making you wrap your legs around his waist, you climbing up like a koala bear on Tom.

"As much as I love you like this, princess, I want to swim and I want to swim with you." He looked at you as a distraction and suddenly dove in the turquoise water. You felt every cell in you freezing one by one and kicked Tom underwater.

First you rised to the surface, trying to get used to the feeling. Then Tom shot up, shaking his head like every other male in the world but he had this painful expression.The water droplets from his curls landed on your face, the salt burning your eyes.

"I'm going to kill you." You hissed between your gritted teeth, still shaking from the cold.

"You already did murder our chance of having kids." He retorted.

You broke into a fit of laughter and he started swimming to deeper water, daring you to follow.

You guys went up a few rounds, swimming between the shore and water barge, Tom always winning by a small difference. But how were you supposed to win next to his ripped body?!!?

You finally gave up and started watching him as he swam a few more rounds. You watched his back muscles flex, thinking how he managed to look so perfect.

When he came back, you were still cold, not getting used to the feeling at all. He embraced you in water where the water was pretty shallow.

"Why are you shaking?" He asked, concerned.

"It's just...cold." You chuckled and hugged him, leaning your head onto his chest where you two just stood like that for a few moments. His body was oozing heat, as always and you usually got annoyed by it but now you were thankful for it.

You raised your head and he kissed you, his hands gripping tighter on your hips. Your hands were in his wet curls, water splashing between you two. He moved his lips onto your neck and you slipped a silent "Shit." You guys were lucky that was a really private beach. The make-out session would have been all over the media the next day if it weren't.

When he pulled away, his lips were swollen and he smiled.

"Are you still freezing? How is this even possible?" He laughed, knowing you were pretty heated a couple of seconds ago.

"I'm not, I'm totally fine." You objected but your purple lips that was the same color as the love marks on your neck were saying the exact opposite.

"Sure thing. Come on, baby." He held your hand and you two got out to shower and enjoy the rest of the day.