Requested by J3ss69: Y/N gets a tattoo and shows it to Tom, and he loves it.

My eyes squeezed shut, my teeth gritting harshly at the pain of the needle as I lay on the plastic-wrapped lounge chair. No matter how many times I did this, the pain was always something that fucking sucked ass. And this time was no different.

"How you holding up, babe?" The tattoo artist asked, her eyes on my naked ribs as she tattooed the worst spot to get tattooed. Yes, I was that idiot who had chosen the most painful spot on the body for this occasion.

"I've done it before, I can do it now." I replied through my still gritted teeth.

"Too right, queen." She smiled, making me return it and bite my lip. I looked down at my pocket as my phone started to vibrate in it. I dug it out, my heart immediately fluttering at the sight of my boyfriend's smiling face and name on my screen. I clicked the green button and held my phone to my ear.

"Hey, Tommy." I answered.

"Hey, my love. You okay?" Tom's always heavenly voice drifted down the phone and into my ear.

"Yeah, I'm fine, not doing much. What about you?" I asked.

"Same, darling, just packing for coming home. I can't wait to have you in my arms again." He spoke softly. I couldn't help but bite my lip at his words, tears slightly pricking my eyes at the idea of finally seeing Tom again tomorrow for the first time in three months.

"I can't wait either, Tommy. I'll see you tomorrow when you get home, yeah? Are you sure that you don't want me to pick you up from the airport?" I triple checked.

"Yeah, love, it's okay, I'll get a taxi and I'll see you soon. I love you." He replied.

"I love you too, Tommy. See you later." I smiled to myself before hanging up.

"That your boyfriend?" I looked down at the tattoo artist, my smile widening and my heart fluttering in my chest at the perfect conversation that Tom and I had just had. Though every conversation with Tom was like that.

"Yeah. And this is his 'welcome home' surprise." I nodded, making her return it and smile as she wiped the ink off of my new tattoo again. The new tattoo that was, in fact, for Tom. I'd met the love of my life four years ago, when I had been best friends with Zendaya and she had introduced me to her other best friend. As soon as we had seen each other and had started talking, it felt like we just clicked, and we had been together ever since. The relationship was a good one but was far from being an easy one, given Tom's career and the need for him to constantly travel for filming. I also worked full time and so could rarely travel with him, which made times together that bit more special. We were about to get another chance like that, as Tom was getting home tomorrow for the first time in three months, and he was home this time for two weeks. It was never long enough, but that was something that we just had to accept. But tomorrow, I had a surprise for him. Whilst Tom only had his Spider-Man tattoo on the sole of his foot, I was covered in inked artwork, which both Tom and I loved about myself. So far, though, I hadn't had any for Tom just in case we ever reached the worst case scenario of not being together, but I was over that fear now. Tom was it for me, I knew that I was it for him too, and so I had gotten the date that we'd met tattooed on my ribs. That date was the day that had changed my life forever, and so it felt like the right thing to get tattooed on my body to celebrate the four amazing years that I'd had with Tom so far, as well as the many more years that I knew we'd get together. And I couldn't wait to finally show him.

I stood in the kitchen, my hands covered in soapy water as I finished the dishes before Tom finally got home. To say that I was excited was of course an understatement, I couldn't wait to be back in his arms and I knew that it was only a matter of time before that finally happened. As if on cue, I heard the front door open. My heart jumped in the best possible way as I immediately took my hands out of the water and started to frantically dry my skin.

"Darling? You here?" I heard Tom's voice call out. I didn't even reply, I simply threw the towel down and rushed out into the foyer of our house. Tom looked up, my boyfriend's beautiful chocolate eyes wavering and a smile immediately curling onto his face as he saw me.

"Sweetheart." He smiled, making me squeal as I started to run towards him. I jumped, making Tom laugh in happiness and surprise as he caught me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and hugged him as tightly as I could, Tom returning it with just as much passion as his hand ran through my hair.

"Fuck, I missed you so much, my love, oh my god." Tom mumbled, his perfect lips pressing against my cheek and neck before pulling away to look at me.

"I missed you too, Tommy. It feels so good to be back in your arms." I smiled, making him return it as I leant down and kissed him. He returned it, our eyes fluttering shut and his hand curling around my neck to hold me close as we kissed. Tom deepened it, making me giggle into the kiss and Tom smirk as he started to carry me through the house, and towards our bedroom.

"Fuck, I've waited three months for what we're about to do." He mumbled against my lips as he nudged the door open with his foot and carried me into our bedroom.

"Trust me, Tommy, me too." I smirked, making him teasingly pull on my bottom lip with his teeth before he put me down on our bed and crawled over me. My heart was pounding by now, though it was purely with excitement and love as we continued to make out. I had planned to show Tom my tattoo, but given where our reunion was going, he was going to discover it imminently anyway. And so, I'd let him.

"I missed your body so fucking much, my love, oh my god." Tom mumbled as he broke the kiss and moved his lips to my neck. My eyes fluttered shut at the heavenly feeling, a shaky breath leaving my lips as he started to kiss down to my chest. His hands found the hem of my tank top and started to pull it up my torso, me letting him as I sat up and the garment was thrown to the floor before Tom lay me back down again. But then, he saw it. His eyebrows furrowed, making me smile and bite my lip as his eyes scanned over the tattoo that sat just below the wiring of my bra.

"Oh my god, sweetheart, is that a new tattoo?" He scoffed excitedly as he gently traced his fingertip over the still sensitive skin.

"Yeah, it is. Do you know what it is?" I hinted as I raised my eyebrow. Tom smiled and bit his lip as he read the numbers, his brain clearly working to put the pieces together. But I knew that he was there. His smile dipped to a smaller one, his chocolate eyes raising to look at me again.

"Oh, darling...aw, my love, it's the date that we met." He stated. I nodded and bit my lip.

"Yeah. What do you think?" I asked.

"I love it, sweetheart. It's perfect, I love it. It's beyond sweet that you've added me to your collection." He nodded, his stunning eyes flicking over my face as he raised his hand and lovingly started to stroke at my cheek with his thumb.

"You knew that it was coming, Tommy. I love you too much to not add you." I smiled.

"I love you too much, too, sweetheart. I love it. I absolutely love it, and I love you." He nodded, making my smile widen as he leant down and gently kissed me again.