*This one was kind of requested, I got requested to write more husband and dad Tom imagines, so here's the first one. I've put out a notice about this too but I didn't get requested specific husband and dad imagines, just got requested to do more lmao, so if anyone has those types of requests alongside normal ones like usual, hmu. Enjoy reading :)*

Light fingertips placed themselves on the top of my arm, making me start to come out of the grasp of sleep as a tired smile spread onto my face. The fingertips moved down my arm, the feathery touch making me feel like I was in heaven as they dropped to start tracing on my naked torso. They continued to trace along my bare skin, the digits moving along the dips of my hips and waist. I sighed in bliss and opened my eyes fully as I rolled onto my back to look at my husband. Tom returned the smile and bit his lip as he placed his hand on my naked stomach, the iciness of his wedding ring burning against my skin as we just stared at each other. I returned the lip bite and looked at his also naked torso, admiring the sight of his abs that I'd become very accustomed to in the time that I'd been with him.

"Morning, darling." He spoke with a raspy morning voice.

"Hey." I whispered in return.

"What do you feel like doing today?" he asked, moving his hand to my waist and using it to pull me onto my side and closer towards him before fully draping his arm over my waist.

"Nothing. Maybe sex, but nothing else." I shook my head. He laughed and nodded as he looked at me.

"We can have a lazy day. We haven't had one of those since before I went to film "Cherry". You sure that we don't have anything to do today?" he checked.

"We're free. I made a point of checking last night, before everything happened." I smirked. Tom raised an eyebrow at me.

"Oh, I see, sweetheart. You planned this." He stated, making my smirk widen as I leant in further and started to rest my chest against his as he lay on his back.

"Of course I did. You've been away for months, filming sex scenes with another woman. Of course I need some time for just us." I whispered as I cupped his cheek and hovered my lips over his, his hand on my waist pulling me further on top of him.

"You know that you're the Emily to my Cherry." He shook his head and smiled. I bit my lip.

"I know." I nodded, making his smile widen as I leant down and pressed our lips together. Tom returned it, making me smirk as he deepened the kiss. I squealed against his lips as he pulled me further on top of him, forcing me to straddle him as his hands continued to roam over my curves.

I sat at the breakfast bar in the kitchen, eating the pancakes that Tom had made as he stood at the stove making more, a pair of low-hanging sweatpants being the only thing covering my husband's perfect body. I stared at his back, my heart leaping every time that his shoulder-blades flexed. Even after all of these years, I was still as in love with Tom as I was the first time that I saw him. I just still couldn't believe that I was lucky enough for him to pick me too.

"Your eyes are burning a hole into my back, sweetheart." He spoke, snapping me out of my trance. I chuckled and shook my head as Tom looked over his shoulder at me and smirked.

"How did you know?" I smiled as he put his pancakes onto a plate and walked towards the breakfast bar before sitting next to me.

"We've been together for a decade, babe, I know what you're like." He teased. I rolled my eyes playfully, making Tom's smirk widen as he jokingly nudged my shoulder with his.

"How on earth did I let you get this cocky?" I retorted, making Tom laugh as he started to eat his pancakes.

"Don't lie, babe, you know that you like it when I'm being a little bit arrogant." He chuckled.

"Uh huh." I rolled my eyes playfully as I stood up, picking my plate up as I did. I walked past Tom, a squeal leaving my lips as he slapped my ass whilst I passed.

"Cheeky bastard." I scoffed, making Tom laugh again as I put my plate in the sink before clicking the radio on. A curl immediately spread onto my lips and I looked at Tom, making him stop eating as our song started to play on the radio.

"Is that the universe telling us to dance or what?" he scoffed as he stood up and outstretched his hand to me.

"I think so." I nodded, my lips once again spreading into a smile as I put my hand into Tom's. He bit his lip, staring at me with eyes filled with love as he curled his arm around my waist, pulling me into his body as I rested my hand on his shoulder and he continued to hold my other hand in his. We started swaying to the music, my head resting in the crook of his neck as we just enjoyed each other's company. I breathed out a sigh of bliss and allowed my body to sink further into my husband's grasp. This was just like when we'd first moved into the house, only a week before Tom had proposed. We'd spent every night dancing and laughing, and just enjoying being young together. It was good to see that that hadn't changed even after all of these years.

"I love you, Y/N. So much." He mumbled into my hair.

"I love you, Tommy. More than you love me." I teased.

"You want to bet?" he chuckled, making me smile as he leant his head down. I took the hint and met him half way, making him smile as I joined our lips. I squealed into it as suddenly, he hooked his arm under my legs and picked me up bridal-style, making me laugh against his lips as he started to spin us around to the music.

Tom and I lay in the bath, my body on top of his and my head on his chest as we lay in the hot, bubbly water. I sighed in bliss, my eyes fighting to stay open as Tom's fingers gently combed through my hair.

"Darling, can I ask you something?" Tom's soft voice broke the silence, making me open my eyes.

"Course you can, Tommy." I nodded. I felt his heart speed up slightly against my head, making my eyebrows furrow. Whatever he was about to ask must have been a big question.

"Have you ever thought about us having a baby?" he asked. My eyes widened slightly. I wasn't wrong about it being a big question. I turned my head on his chest so that I was looking at him as much as I could, making him return the glance as he pressed his lips to my hair.

"Course I have, you know that I want kids and I want them with you. But, why are you asking this now? I mean, we've been married for five years, Tommy, why not sooner?" I chuckled.

"I don't know, I've just been thinking about it recently. Part of me wished that I'd come back from "Cherry" to see you with a bump, if we'd managed to get pregnant before I left. But, I don't know. Five years into a marriage seems like a good time to start trying, that plus the fact that I won't have any other production for movies starting for at least a year now, so it feels like the perfect time, you know?" he shrugged. I nodded and looked at him.

"I like the idea of a baby. Little hands gripping a single one of our fingers since they're so small." I smiled.

"Tessa sleeping by their crib because she'll become immediately protective over them." He chuckled. I bit my lip and looked back at him.

"So, are we doing this? Are we really going to start trying for a baby?" I whispered. Tom looked at me, a small smile on his lips.

"If you're ready, darling, I am too." He nodded. I couldn't help but let my smile grow.

"Let's try for a baby then." I nodded. Tom's smile widened at my words, and he returned my nod before leaning down and pressing our lips together.

"You know, for a lazy day, we got a lot done today." Tom stated as we climbed into bed, making me laugh.

"Tommy, I don't think that we can class sex, eating and a bath as getting a lot done." I chuckled.

"Well, we don't know yet, do we?" he smiled, making me return it as he placed his hand on my stomach. I put my hand over his and looked at him.

"If we end up getting pregnant, that baby better have the famous Holland curls. Poor child will be doomed for life if they're stuck with my hair." I teased. Tom laughed in response as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer.

"I'd want them to have your eyes, though. Your eyes are what I fell in love with." He admitted quietly. I smiled and bit my lip, my heart still so confused as to how I ended up with such a perfect guy.

"How did we end up like this, Tommy?" I asked.

"End up like what, darling?" he chuckled. I shrugged.

"As happy as we are. I mean, we've been together for a decade, married for half of that time, around this time is when we start to just be in each other's presence, the happiness is still there but is so much duller, the sex is meant to start drying up." I teased.

"Fuck me, if this is how early the sex is meant to start drying up in married life, count me out." He scoffed, making me squeal and laughed as he rolled on top of me and started kissing my neck.

"I'm being serious, Tommy. How did we get so lucky that even after a decade together, every time that we look at each other is still like the first?" I chuckled. Tom raised his head from my neck and looked down at me.

"It's simple. Because this is true love." He nodded as he gently stroked my cheek with his fingers. I sighed and bit my lip at him.

"You're right, every time that I look at you is like the first time. I fall in love with you over again every time that I see you. Sure, we may be more intense than other couples at this stage of marriage, but I'm happy like that. If it's between every single moment being like the first, or happiness being dulled because we've been together for so long, I'll take the former every time, without hesitation. I love you way too much to give that up." He whispered with a shake of his head. I kept my lip between my teeth, worried that I'd start crying at the sweetness of my husband's words if I let it go.

"I think that that's the sweetest thing that you've ever said to me, Tommy. And you've said some very sweet things." I chuckled, but it died as I tried not to cry. He returned the chuckle and nodded, still looking at me with love and adoration in his eyes as his fingers continued to gently stroke my face.

"I mean every word, sweetheart. And I always will." He nodded. I returned it before leaning up and pressing our lips together. He returned it, cupping my face in order to keep me closer. I broke the kiss, making him smile as he pecked my lips once more before rolling off of me and back onto his side of the bed. He sighed out, making me smile as he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled my back into his chest so that we were spooning.

"Goodnight, darling. I love you so much." He mumbled into my hair.

"Goodnight, Tommy, I love you more." I whispered, making him chuckle and gently kiss the back of my neck before resting his head on his pillow. I sighed out in tired bliss and let my eyes flutter shut, more than happy falling asleep in the arms of the boy who I found myself loving more and more every day.