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tomssmirk · 4 years

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Sickness & health

Summary: Mob!tom is worried about his wife who isn’t answer him so leaves work early only to find her laying in bed sick

Pairing: Mob!Tom x Fem!reader

Warnings: Fluff, maybe a few swears, throwing up, mention of a passing, sickening fluff

Word count: 905

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Tom had a rough day at work, his men weren’t doing what they were supposed to be doing and his wife y/n hadn’t been answering; which didn’t necessarily make him mad it made worried. She always texted him good morning and good night, no matter what, so when no text showed it alarmed him.

It was now almost 8pm and he was practically jumping out of his seat to make sure you were alright, most of the time he would get off at whatever time he was done with his work, even though he wasn’t done he needed to make sure you were okay.

You were always his first priority, and it was going to stay that way.

He drove 91 on an 65 highway, no matter what he was about to walk in on he was prepared. Gun on his hip, loaded and safety was off; he walked into the big doors leading into the beautiful mansion he got to call home.

“Babydoll?! you in here” he screamed but no answer was returned, he ran to the stairs and ran down the hallway down to the corridor that led into their big bedroom. He was met with y/n lying in the bed still asleep with a bucket by their bed and a now warm rag on her head, “oh darling” he whispered to her as he walked closer.

“Tommy?” Y/n yawned, “hey sweetheart” tom smiled gently taking off the rag and kissing her forehead “what didn’t you text me telling me you didn’t feel good?” he asked going into the bathroom and getting the rag cold for her again then ringing the excess water out and putting it back on her steaming forehead.

“I didn’t want to bug you, and i can take care of myself” she said right before puking in the bucket by her bed and struggling to hold her hair back, he quickly helped her out. Pulling all the hair out of her face and rubbing her back softly.

“You sure about that baby?” he asked smiling giving her a quick kiss on the forehead, “i’m going to go make you soup and after you eat and take medicine we are going to take a bath, alright?” he said, he knew sometimes she would neglect to take care of herself when she was ill, he gave y/n one last kiss then left to make the soup.

He made her, her favorite and brought it up to her. “Okay babygirl, i got you some saltines to go with the soup” he said giving her the tray he had put the food on and laid next to her turning on a movie. She ate her food quickly considering how hungry she had been but slow enough to not puke it all up again.

“Thank you tommy, i should’ve called you” she said curling up into him, her face going into the crook of his neck. “It’s okay love, just know that i vowed to you for a reason remember ‘in sickness and in health’” he smiled recalling the day that was only last year. “Let’s get you in that bath love, then get you the bed” he whispered in her ear once she finished her food, “that’s sounds great”.

They took the warm bath together Tom helping y/n out with her hair gently rubbing in the shampoo and washing it out, same thing with conditioner. “You’re the most beautiful girl, you know that?” he smiled cleaning the conditioner out of her beautiful locks “how could i not?, you tell me everyday” she giggiled “good, now let’s get out and sleep” he kissed her cheek and helped her out.

Y/n only wore one of Tom’s shirts and some panties, and Tom only wearing his boxers; they cuddled up to one another her head stuffed in the crook of tom’s neck and Tom had his warm arms wrapped around her waist. She fell asleep quickly, and before tom went to sleep he made sure to give her one last kiss,

“Goodnight pretty girl”

Y/n awoke in the middle of the night to throwing up once again, she ran to the toilet and let out all the soup tom had made her only a few hours prier. Her eyes started to water, she hated everything about being sick but especially hated throwing up. One of her friends had passed away in their sleep by throwing up and it absolutely destroyed y/n, she also had the biggest phobia of it so nothing was helping.

“Y/n? Darling? you alright?” Tom called through the other side of the door, Y/n mentally cursed herself for waking him up. “Yes love, i’m fine just got sick go back to bed” she said wiping the tears that had fallen, “y/n open the door let me help”. She sighed softly, getting up and unlocking the door before going back and laying down on the bathroom floor, the cold tile feeling nice against her skin.

She looked at tom, who had a few pillows and blankets in hand. He laid down next to y/n putting a pillow behind her and his’s head, and the blanket on top of both of themselves pulled her in close and kissed the back of her neck. “Go to sleep baby, you need it” he whispered, she shut her eyes and slowly drifted into an uninterrupted sleep.

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tomssmirk · 4 years

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My Angel sent from Heaven. 👼🏻

Part One:

{ Writer’s Notes: so you have a condition that limits your lifespan. nobody knows when you would die so your friends and family have to prepare for the worst. you look like a “normal” 22 year-old woman. your life’s just filled with doctor’s appointments. nothing else is different. you want to live life to the fullest. }

As Tom carried your limp body to the bed tears filled his eyes like buckets of ice cold water. Your body fell effortlessly into the perfect place. Tom kissed your forehead slowly leaving a small spot of warmth on your body. He walked over to the door knowing once he walked through and closed the door it was over. That a chapter of his life was gone forever.

Tom walked sadly down the steps of your old apartment. He sat down at the table. He ran his hands through his hair and broke down into tears. He sat there for a good few minutes and sobbed. He collected himself together, Got up and grabbed a handful of paper and a black ballpoint pen. He sat there thinking a while. Thinking of what to write.

‘my angel sent from heaven, god knows what i’m going to do without you. they told me to prepare, i thought i did. clearly i didn’t. i thought i was going spend my life with you.’ He went on.

By the end tom has a tear stained face and he had wrote around 24 pages front and back. Not a place of space. Not a piece of his heart left. He walked back up the empty hallway and stairs. He walks into the bedroom one last time. He places the letters in your hands. Placing them delicately on top of one another.

He sits and sobs before getting up. He looks back at you before exiting the room. ‘i have loved you for a thousand years and i’ll love you for a thousand more.’ Tom says before closing the door to the lifeless bedroom.

Tom walks to the living room. Haz walks in through the front door.

Haz: Tom? Y/N?

Tom walks like a slump towards Harrison.

Tom: she-she’s gone. she’s gone Haz.

Haz walks over to tom and grips him tightly. tom breaks down in his arms.

Tom: I don’t know what i’m going to do without her.

Haz: I know mate, I know.

#tomholland #tomhollandfanfiction #sad #thomasholland #harrisonosterfield

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tomssmirk · 4 years

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hey, it’s hollie. i don’t know what to use tumblr for... shall i use it for more in depth fanfics? give me ideas, help! ❤️

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tomssmirk · 4 years

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my bestfriend is incredible.

Drunk Tears

Summary: Your boyfriend of 7 years decides to cheat on you, and leave you for some chick he met at a bar. So your best friend Tom has to step in and help save you from yourself, which leads to a conversation they never thought they would have.

Warnings: Angst, Heavy Drinking/Swearing, Fluff, Mentions of sex, Cheating, Arguing

Screaming. Lots of screaming went echoing through the walls of you and your boyfriend of seven years shared apartment, “how could you do this to me” i screamed hot tears streaming down my face “i just don’t love you anymore y/n” he said nonchalantly sitting down on the couch and turning the T.V on.

“Get out” i said my tears evaporating into thin air as my heart broke into thousands of little pieces, “what? are you insane y/n” he screamed getting up from his spot on the couch. “I said get the fuck out” i responded once again looking him dead in the eye, “fine bitch” he replied heartlessly.

As soon as i heard the door close i broke down, all my tears i had held in coming out my body shaking from all the sobbing. I made my way over to where we keep all the alcohol, taking the strongest one out of the cabinets and pouring it in a glass and chugging it, feeling it burn my sore throat as it goes down. Slowly my life becoming blurry and irrelevant as i poured myself another glass.

“Y/n?” Tom shouted throughout the apartment, no one responded. “Y/n, darling, where are you? i heard about what happened” he shouted once again looking around, he quickly made his way into the kitchen to see the helpless girl laying on the ground with an empty bottle of pure vodka in her hand. Y/n never drank unless it was for a event or fun night out and even then you would barely even see her buzzed, so to see y/n drunk out of her mind it broke him.

It broke him to see her so broken.

“Fuck Y/n” Tom groaned, he moved over to her slowly take the bottle out of her hands and throwing it in the garbage. Tom pick the dazed girl up and brought her upstairs to her bed, after covering her body with the soft warm blankets he went into her bathroom to get her pain medicine and a cold rag for her head. He walked back into the room to see Y/n sitting up.

“Hey darling, i heard what happened and i’m not going to ask if you’re okay because the state i found you in tells me that already” Tom said rubbing the cold rag on her head. “Why wasn’t i good enough for him Tommy?” she asked him her voice cracking, “don’t do that love, don’t start blaming yourself for something you couldn’t control” he explained; “but it was my fault, i didn’t give him enough attention and he fucked another bitch” she said tears streaming down her face once again.

“He was a dick, he didn’t deserve you”

“It wasn’t your fault”

“Don’t waste those tears on a asshole”

Tom said trying to comfort her, and all she could do was cry; he was her everything no matter what happened he was there, even though he was never the nicest he could’ve been he was still hers. She leaned into tom gripping his arm, “shh y/n/n i got you, i got you, i wont let anything bad happen to you i promise’ he revised the promise he made to her when they were little, he tried his hardest to never let anything bad happen to her and he did a pretty damn good job, all up until now.

“Can you just hold me, just promise me you wont leave” she asked pulling away from his chest, “anything for you sunshine” he smiled using the pet name he gave her when they were teenagers. He climbed in her bed pulling her shaking frame to his warm body, she feel asleep quite quickly the events that had happened only a few hours before, tom kissed her head as he also let his tiredness take over.

Y/n woke up before tom did surprisingly she looked at him, she looked at him differently then she has in a while.The truth was the most cliche thing in the world but it was the truth, her now ex boyfriend was a distraction for her: Tom was her best friend but she always wanted more with him. She knew she didn’t actually love the man she had been with for 7 years but she couldn’t bring herself to ruin a friendship so she pretended.

“Good morning sunshine”

Tom groaned kissing her head, “good morning” she smiled her first real smile in a while, she could get use to this. “Why were you staring at me?’ he laughed rubbing his eyes.

“com on y/n its now or never”

“I love you Tom, like love you love you, he-he was just a fucking distraction and i know this is way to early to do anything but i cant wait anymore, you don’t have to even feel the same but i fucking hope you do or this is going to be very awkward” she nervous laughed finishing her sentence, “you’re adorable love, and i feel the same don’t worry, but you have to wait at least two or three weeks just to heal from the heart break of a seven year relationship” he said caressing her cheek gently.

“I know and i’m okay with that” she smiled as she looked at him, “but i don’t want to wait that long to do this” he said moving his lips to touch hers.

“Wow” she smiled.

“Now love, what would you like for breakfast?”

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