Requested by Reader_Lover9000: Could you please do a Tom Holland imagine where a Secret Santa takes place with Tom, Y/N and Tom's family? He makes sure he gets her so that he can propose

Tom's P.O.V

"Hello, anyone home?" Tom called out as he shut the door to his parents' house.

"Tom!" he looked up and smiled as his mum rushed towards him.

"Hey, mum, you okay?" he chuckled as he hugged her.

"What are you doing here? Not that it's not a lovely surprise, but we're not doing Secret Santa until eight, so I didn't think that you and Y/N weren't coming until six?" she asked.

"I know, Y/N doesn't actually know that I'm here. I need to talk to you guys alone." He nodded, making his mum's eyebrows furrow.

"Okay. Well, your dad and brothers are in the kitchen." She spoke before starting to lead him through to the kitchen.

"Hey, everyone." Tom greeted his family.

"What are you doing here?" Sam scoffed.

"Jesus, at least one of you could act happy to see me." He teased as he sat down at the table with his brothers.

"What's up, Tom?" Paddy asked.

"Basically, I need you guys to rig the Secret Santa so that I get Y/N." He nodded. His family looked at each other with confused looks and furrowed eyebrows.

"What? Why?" Harry scoffed. Tom bit his lip as he looked around at them.

"Because I'm going to use it to propose to her." He admitted, making everyone's eyes widen.

"Oh my god!" his mum squealed, making him laugh as all of them quickly cheered and engulfed him in a hug.

"Son, she's going to absolutely love that!" his dad laughed.

"You think?" he chuckled.

"No doubt about it." Harry smiled and shook his head. Tom chuckled again and nodded.

"So, you think that you can rig it to make sure that I get her?" he smiled.

"Consider it done." Nicki nodded.

"Brilliant. Well then, Y/N and I will see you guys tonight." He spoke as he stood back up.

"See you tonight, darling. God, this is so exciting!" Nicki squealed, making Tom chuckle and shake his head again as he left the kitchen.

"Alright, alright, is everyone ready?" Tom's mum asked as everyone sat down in the living room, Tom walking in from the kitchen with a tumbler of whiskey in his hand. He gave Y/N a smile as he sat down next to his beautiful girlfriend of four years, her snuggling into his body as he curled his arm around her waist.

"Let's do it, I want to know which of you sorry losers I have to buy a present for." Harry teased, making everyone groan sarcastically at him. Tom gulped, his heart thumping with increasing speed as the bowl containing the bits of paper with names started to get passed around. He was sure that his family would come through for him, but all it took was picking up the wrong piece of paper for his plan to be fucked.

"You okay, Tommy?" Y/N asked, making him look down at her. He nodded and gave her a nervous smile.

"Y-yeah, just, um, curious as to why I'll get." he lied with a shrug.

"I'm sure that you'll be able to think of something, no matter who you get." she reassured. Tom nodded and smiled at her, every second that he spent with the girl reminding him of why he loved her so much. Tom's mum handed Y/N the bowl, Y/N smiling at her as a "thank you" as she took a piece of paper. She opened it and looked, being careful to shield it from Tom before closing the piece of paper.

"Happy?" Tom chuckled.

"Happy enough." she nodded. Tom smiled and returned the nod, the nerves returning to his stomach as his mum handed him the bowl. He gulped and looked at her, his nerves subsiding slightly as she winked at him. He nodded and bit his lip before taking the last piece of paper and handing the bowl back to his mum. He opened it, his eyes widening and his heart jumping in relief as his eyes skimmed across the name "Y/N" that was scribbled on the page. He nodded and closed the piece of paper again.

"Happy?" Y/N smiled. He chuckled and looked at her.

"Happy enough." he returned. Y/N's smile widened and she shook her head before pressing her lips to Tom's cheek. He sighed in relief, giving glances and small nods of gratitude to his family as they carried on drinking and having fun.

Y/N's P.O.V

"Alright, alright, is everyone ready?" Nicki asked as everyone sat down in the living room, Tom walking in from the kitchen with a tumbler of whiskey in his hand. He gave me a smile as he sat down next to me, me automatically snuggling into his body as he curled his arm around my waist.

"Let's do it, I want to know which of you sorry losers I have to buy a present for." Harry teased, making everyone groan sarcastically at him. I smiled, watching contently as the bowl with the names on bits of paper started to get passed around. I looked up at Tom in excitement, though my smile faltered slightly as, for some reason, he looked absolutely terrified.

"You okay, Tommy?" I asked, making him look down at me. He nodded and gave me a nervous smile.

"Y-yeah, just, um, curious as to who I'll get." He shrugged.

"I'm sure that you'll be able to think of something, no matter who you get." I reassured. Tom nodded and smiled at me, reminding me of just how in love I was with everything about him. Nicki handed me the bowl, making me thank her with a smile as I took a piece of paper. I opened it and looked, my eyes skimming across the name "Sam" as I tried to shield it from Tom before closing the piece of paper.

"Happy?" Tom chuckled.

"Happy enough." I nodded. Tom smiled and nodded as Nicki handed him the bowl. He gulped, making my eyebrows furrow again. Why the fuck did he look so worried? He bit his lip before taking the last piece of paper and handing the bowl back to his mum. He opened it, his eyes widening slightly as he read whatever name was on the paper. He nodded and closed the piece of paper again.

"Happy?" I smiled, knowing fine well from his reaction that he was. He chuckled and looked at me.

"Happy enough." He returned. My smile widened and I shook my head before pressing my lips to Tom's cheek.

~One month later~

"Merry Christmas!" Nicki squealed, making me smile as I hugged her and Tom shut their front door.

"Merry Christmas, Nicki." I chuckled.

"Yeah, Merry Christmas, mum." Tom smiled as he hugged her too.

"Come through, come through, I think that we're going to start opening the presents with Secret Santa." She nodded. Tom and I returned it as we followed her through to the living room, smiling as we greeted Tom's dad and brothers.

"Is everyone ready to start?" Dom asked as Sam gave me a glass of wine and Tom a whiskey as we sat on the sofa.

"Let's open some presents." I smiled, making everyone nod in agreement.

"Who wants to go first?" Nicki asked.

"I will." I nodded before handing Sam the wrapped present. He raised his eyebrow and looked around at everyone, making them chuckle as he took the present and set it on his lap. He undid the wrapping paper, his eyes widening as he unwrapped the pack of kitchen knives.

"Oh, no way! Y/N, these are what, like, Michelin Star chefs use!" he laughed.

"I know. I asked around a lot and called in a few favours owed to this one." I chuckled as I gently prodded Tom in the chest.

"Correction, she called in every favour that I was owed." He teased, making me playfully roll my eyes as everyone chuckled.

"Well, it worked. I absolutely love them, thanks, Y/N." Sam smiled. We continued giving presents, with Nicki giving Tom a new watch, Dom giving Paddy a collection of Marvel comics, Paddy giving Harry a new camera case and Sam giving Nicki some new perfume and giving Dom cologne as there was seven of us, and so he got both of them. Until it was just Tom who hadn't given anything.

"Gee, I wonder who had me." I spoke, my voice dripping with sarcasm as I looked at Tom. He smirked and shook his head, everyone chuckling as Tom pulled a small box-shaped present out of his pocket. He bit his lip as he gently gave it to me, making me smile as I started to unwrap it. My smile started to dip as I unwrapped a small black ring box, my heart starting to speed up as I looked at Tom.

"Open it, darling." He encouraged gently. I gulped, my mouth losing all feeling of moisture as I slowly opened the box. My eyes widened, a gasp leaving my lips as I stared at the beautiful diamond ring. The beautiful diamond ring that was definitely an engagement ring. My suspicions were confirmed as Tom stood from the sofa and got down on one knee in front of me, making me choke as he gently took my spare hand in his.

"Darling, will you marry me?" he asked quietly. I bit my lip, tears blurring my vision as I stared at Tom. The boy who was the love of my life, and who was currently down on one knee in front of me, asking me to spend the rest of my life with him. My choice was clear.

"Yes, Tom. Yes, I'll marry you." I choked and nodded. Tom returned the choke, his eyes wavering and tears starting to rush down his face as we both stood up and hugged each other tightly, my brain barely comprehending the fact that Tom's family were cheering and clapping around us. I pulled back but only enough to see Tom's face as I cupped it with my hands and pressed our lips together. He returned it and smiled into it, his hands on my waist pulling my body into his. I broke the kiss and touched our foreheads, smiles on both of our faces as we looked at each other.

"I love you, Tommy. So much." I shook my head as I took the ring out of the box and gently put it onto my finger.

"I love you so much too, darling. You're my world." He nodded. I bit my lip and smiled before leaning in and kissing him again.