Tom Holland Imagines

Christmas Special #1: Christmas in London

A/N: So here we gooooo! Pease let me know what you think!!

So, this is it, you thought as you put your luggage down and closed the door behind you. You had just moved from your old dorm room at ucl to this little apartment a bit more in the south of the city. You couldn't help it, you felt kinda empty. Not just because the apartment seemed like it. It was pretty. The living room and kitchen area were very cute. The dark green couch right in front of the huge windows was one of the things that made you immediately fall in love with the place. It just didn't feel like home yet.

Which is completely fine, you tell yourself, grab one of your bags and take it to the bedroom. As soon as your feet touch the white rug that's laid out all over the bedroom floor you relax a little. You just need to decorate it. Put all your personal stuff out, hang the pictures on the walls and buy some Christmas décor.

You empty your bag, put all your clothes into the wardrobe and get out your big coat. Before you unpacked everything else, you really wanted to get some Christmassy stuff. There was no way you'd spend December 1st alone in an apartment without any ball balls, candles, festoons or at least some gingerbread and hot cocoa. 

That's what brought you here. You are in the busy streets of London, two big bags in your hands. One pretty much only filled with candles smelling like everything you could imagine Christmas to smell like. Which also means your arm is burning because the bag is so heavy.

It also starts to get darker as the sun is setting already so you decide to head back home. You jump into the tube and take it back to Kingston. Once you get there it is dark. You almost reached your apartment when you realize you bought absolutely no food besides gingerbread and chocolate which - of course - could be your only dinner but you really wanted some actual food too. Sighing you turn around to make your way over to the tesco that you walked by earlier.

You're already mentally kicking your ass as you walk in. You could have just as well put all your stuff into your apartment and then walked back. But no, here you are, way to packed, sweating as to your big coat and the scarf around your neck. Suddenly you feel something hitting your back.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry Ma'am, I didn't mean to push my cart into you."

You hear a thick British accent before you see the man it's coming from. Even though you lived in the capital of England for almost two years now you still aren't used to the accent. All the friends you made at ucl are from all over the world.

As quickly you possibly could with all the stuff in your hands you turn around to assure that you're fine. The second you catch a glimpse of him though you lose all the strength you had left in your arms.

"Shit, sorry, I'll help you with that", he says and rushes to your side to grab all your bags that you just dropped. It takes you a second to realize that Tom Holland is kneeling in front of you and picking up all your Christmas decorations.

Finally, you get all control over your body back. "No, no, I'm sorry, this was totally my fault", you quickly say and kneel down too to help him pack everything back into your bags. "Those bags just got way to heavy", you try to laugh off your nervousness. You both get back up and he hands you one of the bags, smiling, which only makes your knees go a little weak again.
Damn it, y/n, get your shit together, you think as you mentally kick yourself in the ass.

"You wanna take my cart? I'm really just in here to grab a chocolate advent calendar", he says as he pushes the cart slightly towards you. "You sure?", you ask shily. He nods, takes the bags away from you again and puts them in the cart for you. "Here you go."

"Well thank you", you smile at him. It really is Tom Holland right in front of you. In the two years you've lived in London you've never met a single celebrity and the day you move to Kensington you meet motherfucking Spider-man. You say your goodbyes and watch him walk away as you try not to freak out. Finally, you calm down. You find yourself able to push your cart around the shop, all the way back to candy section.