Tom Holland Imagines

Haircut

You were sitting on your laptop at the kitchen table, writing away on the essay you were assigned for uni. You were actually pretty happy about how good it was going. You took a sip of your coffee before you continued. After about half an hour later you looked at your phone. It was half twelve and Tom still wasn't back home.

He left with Harrison earlier this morning, way before you were even awake. He had told you last night they'd be meeting with his manager to do some prep for Toms new movie. You wonder what they were doing, usually meetings with his manager wouldn't take this long. But you focused on your assignment again and totally forgot about om for a little while.

That was until you heard a car in your drive way and the door opening. You smiled as you heard his voice, he was talking to Harrison as the two best friends entered your shared home. Then you heard him call out for you.

"Babe, you here?"

"In the kitchen", you said back, voice loud enough for him to hear. You turned around and looked at the door but only Harrison entered the room.
"Hey Haz", you smiled at him and he gave you a hug.

"Morning", he said.

You laughed. „It's way past morning. What were you two doing?"

You were still sitting at the table, still smiling but got a little confused as Harrison sat down next to you and grabbed you hand.

"Hey listen, you gotta be strong now."

You raised an eyebrow at him.

"What? Why?"

You were about to freak out a little cause it sounded like something bad happened but then you saw the little smirk on Harrisons face.

"What the hell?", you laughed. "What's going on?"

Then you heard Tom from the other side of the kitchen door. "I'm so so sorry, babe. I tried everything I could but they said it had to be done."

Now you were freaking out.

"Tom, get in here and tell me what's going on", you said, the smile on your lips long gone.

Finally, the kitchen door opened and Tom walked in slowly.

You looked up, hoping to get an explanation for all this. And that's when you did.

"No", was all you got out.

Tom stood in front of you and you could tell by the impression on his face that he was distraught. But you couldn't really pay attention to that. You were shocked.

"What did you do?", you asked as you finally found words again.

"I'm so sorry but they needed me to cut my hair of for the film. I asked them not to but there was nothing I could do", he said and rushed towards you. He knew how much you loved his hair. And he loved it when you played with it, running your fingers through the back or curling the loose strands in the front of his face with one finger.

You couldn't help but stare at his shaved head.

"It's-", you start but can't even finished your sentence. Instead you reach your hand out. Tom immediately kneeled down so you could touch his head.

"I know, it's so short."

"Are you kidding me? It's gone."

Now Tom can't help but chuckle and Harrison sighs. "God, you two are so dramatic." You turn to him and see the huge grin on his face.

"You two are making fun of me but I don't care. I loved the hair." You take your hand back, cross your arms and pout.

"But you still love me, right?" Tom picks you up, scoots onto your seat and makes you sit down on his lap.

Still pouting you roll your eyes. "Guess I have to, right? Would be really shady if I left you because of your hair."

Tom laughs and slightly tickles your sides. You can't help but smile even though you don't want to. But that's all Tom wanted.