UNEXPECTED TATTOOS !
IMAGINE !
o. TOM NOTICES THE APPEARING TATTOOS ON HIS ARMS . . .
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The indents on Thomas Holland's skin started to finally fade away, causing him to let out a breath of relief. After over an hour of torture from Harrison, the laughter was over. Having cuss words and certain things on his arm wasn't the most idea thing in the world during a photoshoot day.
Tom believed that whoever decided on the way you met your soulmate should be locked up forever. It didn't make sense to have the writing appear on your arm if you didn't utilize it. He was slightly fed up with the constant drawings appearing on his arm during the worst times, but he couldn't deny that his heart melted when the stick figures appeared.
He was quietly sat in his living room's couch, outlining the newest picture of a tiny spider on the side of his wrist. It was easily noticeable that it was the exact same spider as on his character's suit. Harrison strolled in, a small smirk coming to his lips when he realized his best friend was thinking about his soulmate again.
"You better meet this person soon," Harrison remarked, lips attaching to the paper cup filled with slightly warm coffee. Tom gave a slight side-glare to him, not knowing exactly how. Haz rolled his eyes. "Talk to them, you div!"
His words were all it took before Tom realized what Harrison was talking about. He jumped up from his seat on the couch, rushing over to the stationary desk and rummaging around before he found a pen.
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The rain was heavily falling out of the sky, creating the perfect atmosphere for your calm day in the nearby coffee shop. An open book was carefully laid on the table, a tea and croissant placed on two bland paper plates in front of you.
About to pick up your book and continue reading about the star-crossed romance of Romeo and Juliet, a sudden itch on your arm cause you to lift the sleeve of your sweatshirt up.
Underneath the rather heavy item of clothing was a series of thick, black lines starting to appear. You watched in silence as they started to spell out actual words instead of the regular random phone numbers. At one point, you hadn't even bothered looking at whatever appeared on your skin, completely fed up with the stupid phone numbers of what you assumed we're flirting attempts from someone else.
Once a question mark was finished being drawn, you read out the question quietly enough for only yourself to hear.
who are you? also is the little spider temporary or..
With an eye roll, you uncapped a nearby marker, trying to write a witty response to whoever was on the other side.
nope, it's an actual tattoo.
shouldn't I be the one asking you that considering I've had an overflow of people's phone numbers on my arm?
You tried to keep your writing small, waiting for the other person to wipe off their previous question. In all honesty, you didn't want to seem like some insane person with a mock-up, sharpie tattoo sleeve.
Just like you had hoped, the question faded away, so you decided to do the same with your response. Five minutes of utterly nothing passed by, so you simply went back to your book. Not even a page was flipped before the writing started again. You let out a heavy sigh.
I actually like the tattoo. and right, sorry about all that. I'm Tom :,)
You smiled at the compliment, shaking your head at the tattooed conversation you and your soulmate were engaging in. You hadn't even realized the name was in close relation with an actor you entirely loved.
haha thanks, I just got finished watching the new spider-man movie! I'm y/n, your apparent soulmate
The book you had once been reading was completely out of focus, your attention settling on the simple state of the conversation. Some people in the café might have thought you were insane laughing down at your arm. A good five minutes passed before Tom got the nerve to ask you a fairly important question.
so.. where are you right now? I really want to meet my soulmate now
Despite your daily visits to the exact place you were in now, you hesitated telling Tom where you were. Even if you could, you were so caught in the moment that you had totally forgotten the name of the café.
coffee shop right on the corner by that mall? sorry that's really vague ugh
Another lengthy moment of nothing passed by, so you either assumed Tom was on his way or simply forgot about you. However, your hope got the best of you every time the entrance bell rung.
Looking down at your phone, you noticed that you had been sat down in the coffee shop for about two hours. Stomach rumbling, you threw whatever hope was left out along with your empty plates and cups.
Taking the pen out of your backpack once more, you decided to write Tom a quick message.
hey I decided to leave, spent two hours there haha. maybe we can meet another day?
Almost as soon as you stopped writing your question, frantic and disoriented writing started appearing on your arm.
Do you have y/c/h hair?
Yー
Your writing was interrupted by a tap on your shoulder. Turning around you were met with the Tom Holland. A smile was plastered on both of your faces. He made sure it was you by looking down at the little tattoo on your wrist before doing anything else.
Instead of saying a simple word or two, he grabbed the sides of your face. Tom swiftly and delicately pulled your body towards him, pressing his lips to yours. To say you were surprised was the understatement of the year, but you didn't hesitate to kiss back.
It felt like only a few seconds had passed by before you both pulled back. "That wasーa little abrupt there, Thomas."
A laugh slipped out of his lips, "I know it's just that.. you're my soulmate, which literally means I'm marrying you," his playful expression faded away, being replaced with a small, heartfelt smile. He brushed a stray piece of hair behind your ear.
"I'm already in love with an angel named y/n."
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author's note
GUYS GUYS GUYS WE'RE ALMOST AT 100k READS OF THE ORIGINAL IMAGINES BOOK IM YODELING
anyways I'm updating today and tomorrow because I'm extremely excited about this ahhh
I'm giving you some really adorable, fluffy peter parker chapters to make up for the gone chapter yayayaya
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