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Sorry this may be a bit cringe but I’m honestly speechless. Thank you guys so muchhh

Love you all xxx

When you’re just chilling in your room and notice a spider crawling on your wall:

When someone coughs near you in 2020:

Me after Avengers Endgame:

Peter in Homecoming: I’m ready to be an Avenger.

Everyone: No

Everyone in Far From Home: We need you to be an Avenger.

Peter:

Running away from my responsibilities like:

Me: Okay I’m going to have an early night tonight so I can be productive tomorrow.

Me at 3AM:

Change

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

One-shot

Summary: You are in college as a psychology major. But lately you have been questioning your whole major. Tom, your boyfriend, has been amazing while you’ve been trying to figure everything out. Finally deciding what you want to do, you’re excited to tell your best friend. Things did not go as expected but you are reminded of how lucky you are.

N/A: Hey ya’ll I hope you are being safe and healthy. Here is a little one-shot for you all.

             Slinking down into your favorite place on the couch you scroll through the DVR, hoping something catches your eye. Finally picking something, you wrap yourself up in blanket and find yourself lost in your own thoughts. Tonight you met up with your best friend to tell her some exciting news but it didn’t happen the way you originally hoped.

“Well hello love,” Tom bends over the back of the couch to place a quick kiss on your cheek. “You’re home earlier than I expected. What did Julie think of the news?”

              What did she think of the news? She didn’t think much of it because she went right into talking about her boyfriend. The two of you met up because you wanted to tell her the news concerning your career change. Julie knows you’ve been struggling trying to find an area of focus in the field of psychology, but what she doesn’t know is that you’ve been thinking about completely switching to something else. You finally knew what you wanted and was so excited to tell her at dinner.

            Going to the gym before dinner the two of you took a few workout classes. About half way through the second class you noticed she seemed a bit worn out. She’s not big in exercise. You didn’t used to be either. Asking her if she’s alright she goes into how she’s just sad cause her and her boyfriend haven’t talked all day. The class resumed, and after you went out to eat with her. You told her the news that you were so excited about, but it was short lived because she continued to talk about her boyfriend.

           Normally you don’t mind. Though most of her stories have been repetitive. Including any problems going on between them. You love her, Julie is one of your best friends. Though, sometimes you wish the conversation could be about something else. Perhaps something in your life like what brought you to this change. Is that selfish? You wonder. It’s not like you want everything to be about you, just a little bit more than it is. At least in these circumstances when you have some news.

“She said she could see me becoming a nurse.” You say without looking at your boyfriend. “How was your day?”

“It was great, like always.” You can hear the smile on his face. “(Y/N), what’s wrong?”

             You try to tell him nothing is wrong but he isn’t easily convinced. Tom knows how most times your news takes a backseat to your friend’s lives. Any time you mention something that’s not a guy related statement you can’t hold their attention for more than five seconds, but sometimes even talking about Tom wouldn’t work. Though when it comes to them, you listen to everything. You’ve grown accustomed to it, mostly. When it comes to something that matters it gets under your skin but you know you have Tom. So you tell him about tonight.

             Taking a seat next to you Tom wraps his arms around your shoulders. Bringing you against his chest you hug him back. Tom has seen you struggle with yourself over the last few months. He kept reminding you that if it is really what you want then you have to do it. You’ve been worried about it being too late to switch, if you are smart enough for the program, and a million other doubts. Tom has a way of calming your fears and helps show you the rational side of things once you find yourself lost in your own head.

Buzz Buzz

             A text from Julie pops up on your phone. Reaching for it Tom stops you and curls your body back towards his. Whatever it is Tom assures you it can wait till morning. Agreeing you allow yourself to feel his warmth as your body starts to doze off.

“Your phone… your phone is ringing… better pick up!”

             Your ringtone for Julie fills the room knocking some sleepiness out of your system. Tom doesn’t stop you this time. He knows she almost never calls so maybe this time it is really important. You stay in his arms and lean back on him between his legs. Tom’s hand soothingly rubs circles against your arms as you accept the call.

“He broke up with me.” Julie sobs.

“What why? Are you okay?” Your voice comes through groggy as you now struggle to stay awake with Tom’s touch luring you back to sleep.

             Listening to her sobs, you try reminding her that she will be okay. However Julie continues to put herself down, saying she is stupid and that she doesn’t know what she is doing with her life, that no one could possibly love her. Internally sighing, you think about how she always does this and you’ve tried telling her that she is going to meet someone who will be forever. She is smart and will succeed in anything she puts her mind to. You hate that she constantly puts herself down.

“They broke up,” you mouth to Tom. He nods and slowly gets up from behind you on the couch. Tom makes his way into the kitchen and you try to remain sitting up to stay awake.

             Growing more tired, you suppress yawn after yawn when you speak into the phone. You can’t remember being this tired ever before now. The game to stay awake can be fun, but you really just miss Tom’s warm arms around you. You know you need to focus. Shaking your head you attempt to clear any cobwebs that remain.

             You don’t understand why they broke up exactly. Even though they didn’t talk much today, they normally do just about every day and all day. Nothing really indicated a red flag for breaking up. Julie’s boyfriend, well ex-boyfriend, does go to college a couple hours away. She can’t go and see him all the time since her work and school is here. You know that was weighing down on them but they were working through it.

             Tom’s hands lightly presses against your back to get your attention. Turning slightly, you see Tom holding a coffee mug out for you. Steam radiates from the hazelnut coffee inside. You smile thinking about how for the last year Tom has been trying to convert you to tea. But your American tendencies make it hard for you to give up coffee completely.

“Julie how about we do an old fashioned girls night?” You suggest. “How is Friday night?”

“Can we do it at your apartment? I don’t want to be at mine.” You look at Tom who is on his phone, probably texting Harrison. “Tom won’t be there right?”

“Umm…” you wait trying to figure out what to say. Tom has some time off before he starts working on his next movie so he is home more. The last thing you want to do is kick him out of your shared apartment.

             Before you have the chance to talk her into staying at her apartment, Tom gives you a thumbs up. Knitting your eyebrows in confusion, Tom tells you that he could hear Julie.

“I’m going to go to London for the weekend, see my mum and Harrison. Let you girls have all the time you need.” Tom bends and places a kiss on your forehead. “But we are going to celebrate when I get back. You finally figured out what you want, and I am so proud of you.”

            You lift your body up enough to lightly press your lips against Tom’s soft ones. Careful not to make too much noise, you cover your phone. Tom’s hand cups your cheek deepening the kiss, only slightly. Somehow you managed to get one of the best men out there, and you have no intention of letting him go.