Requested by courtneycg_2005: Tom and Y/N plan their wedding, and Zendaya, Harrison and Jacob help.

*Just a little note: this request was actually for a part 2 of a previous one-shot, however I couldn't remember which chapter it was, and couldn't find it either, so chose to make it its own one-shot. I hope that that's okay :)*

I sat on the floor of mine and Tom's living room, my heart fluttering with excitement and my hands joined together as my eyes drifted over the coffee table that was covered in wedding magazines. Everything from bridal gown magazines, to ones with cake ideas, to beautiful arrays of flowers and centerpieces. I wanted it all, so I could already tell that the problem would be choosing only specific stuff.

"Hey, love-what the fuck?" I looked over my shoulder and gave Tom a giddy smile, my fiance's mouth falling open and his eyes wide as he wandered towards me.

"Where did all of these wedding magazines come from?! I literally proposed to you last night!" He scoffed as he sat down next to me on the floor, and curled his arm around my waist.

"Tommy, we've been together for four years, and I've been dropping hints for a year, do you really think that I wasn't collecting stuff in that time?" I returned the scoff as I looked at him.

"I mean, sure, darling, but I just didn't think that you would be so prepared." He chuckled and shrugged.

"Well, I was." I smiled.

"Clearly." He teased, making me smirk as he leant in and kissed my head. Tom and I had been together for four years, and the hazel-waved and chocolate eyed boy was truly the love of my life. Sure, we'd had a fair share of challenges with Tom being an actor, only two of the problems being that he was away so much, and often got shipped with various co-stars, but we had made it through stronger than ever. And thank fuck that we had, because last night, Tom had finally asked me to marry him. Of course I hadn't hesitated in saying 'yes', my mind already buzzing with the possibilities of our dream wedding as I looked over the magazines. But first, we actually had to plan it.

"So, what do you want in terms of a theme?" I asked, my arm casually hanging over Tom's leg as his hand gently massaged circles against my waist.

"You don't want a themed wedding, do you, sweetheart?" Tom grimaced as he looked at me.

"When I say 'themed', I don't mean, like, superheroes or some shit, I mean classic or regal, off-white or egg-shell, that type of thing." I nodded.

"Okay, now you're just saying words to me, darling." He chuckled and shook his head. I playfully rolled my eyes and squeezed his knee, my mind already knowing that it would likely be down to me and our best friend, Zendaya, to plan most of this wedding. But that was okay. If it got me to the end of the aisle where Tom would be, I'd do it.

Tom's P.O.V

Tom pulled back the curtain of the dressing room and walked out, Harrison and Jacob's eyes widening as they saw the suit that he was wearing.

"Thoughts-."

"Absolutely not."

"It's horrible, I hate it." Both boys spoke, making Tom's eyes widen.

"Christ, guys, at least think about it before saying how awful I look in it." He scoffed as he walked to the mirror to have a look himself.

"Mate, it's got nothing to do with you, it's purely the suit. Who even thought that that would be a flattering material to put on anyone?" Harrison winced as Jacob shook his head in agreement. Tom sighed and bit his lip as he studied himself in the mirror, and tried to develop his own opinion on the suit. After all, he'd be paying a decent amount for it, and would be marrying the love of his life in it, so of course it had to be perfect.

"No, you're right, this isn't the one." He shook his head as he headed back into the dressing room.

"No shit, dude." Jacob scoffed, making Tom chuckle and shake his head again as he pulled the curtain back across.

Tom pulled the curtain back and walked out of the dressing room. Once again, Harrison and Jacob's eyes widened, making Tom gulp harshly as he tried to brace himself for what would surely be more harsh criticism.

"Just before either of you say anything, I want you to know that I really like this one. I think that it fits me well, and with tailoring, it'll fit me even better. Plus, it's in budget." He nodded.

"Please, you're Tom Holland, you don't have a budget for this wedding." Jacob scoffed.

"True. Anyway, thoughts?" He gulped. Both boys continued to just stare at him, making Tom's anxiety start to rise in fear of what they would say.

"I think that you're right, mate. It's a really nice suit." Harrison nodded after a moment. Tom's eyes widened.

"Wait-really?" He asked hopefully.

"I agree, dude, you look awesome. I think that you've found your suit." Jacob smiled as Harrison nodded in agreement.

"Yeah?" Tom returned the smile, the boy fiddling slightly with the cuff links as he turned and looked at himself in the mirror. He bit his lip, his eyes raking over the suit that was simply perfect.

"Because I think that I've found it too." He nodded, his heart fluttering at the fact that he had finally found the outfit that he would marry Y/N in. And he couldn't wait for that day.

Y/N's P.O.V

Tears of happiness pricked my eyes, my gaze glued to the sight of my body clad in the wedding dress as I stared at the mirror. Everything about it was perfect, it was quite literally my dream dress, and I already couldn't wait to marry Tom in it.

"Do you want to put accessories on, and then show your friend?" The shop assistant smiled as she appeared next to me.

"Please." I nodded and returned the smile. I took deep breaths, everything about this feeling so surreal as she gently put the beautiful earrings into my ears before fastening the matching necklace around my neck. She rested the tiara against my hair before starting to clip the veil on too. As soon as the vein went on...that was it. I choked and raised my shaking hands to my mouth, pure joy filling me as I finally saw for the first time the exact outfit that I'd wear to marry the love of my life. To marry Tom. I had been waiting for this moment for what felt like an eternity, and it couldn't have been more perfect if I tried. Every moment, every step forward only made me more excited for the wedding, and this was a big step forward.

"Babe, come on! I want to see this dress!" Zendaya's voice called out from the other side of the curtain.

"Coming!" I returned before turning around to face the curtain. The shop assistant pulled it back, Zendaya's eyes widening as soon as she saw me.

"Y/N, oh my god...it's perfect, that's the one, oh my god." She choked and shook her head as she raised her hand to her mouth.

"I feel like a bride in it, Z . I feel like Tom's bride." I smiled through the tears that were now rapidly leaving my eyes.

"That's because you are, babe. He's going to be absolutely blown away. I swear to god now, that if he doesn't cry when he sees you, you're turning around and walking down that aisle again." She nodded, making me laugh and bite my lip as I looked at myself in the mirror. This was my dress. There was no doubt about it.

"We're back!" I yelled as I let Zendaya and I into mine and Tom's house.

"We're in the kitchen!" Tom's voice called back. Zendaya and I walked through, our eyes widening at the sight of the boys stuffing their faces with the dozens of wedding cake samples that were covering every surface in our kitchen.

"Thomas Stanley Holland, you were meant to wait for us to try them with you!" I exclaimed as I jokingly slapped his arm.

"I know, love, I'm sorry, but we just saw it, and couldn't help ourselves." He chuckled and shook his head, making me roll my eyes as he stuck another forkful into his mouth.

"Funny, I have the same issue." Zendaya smirked as she grabbed another fork and sat down beside Harrison and Jacob to also start digging in. I sighed but also couldn't help but chuckle as I looked up at Tom, and he threw his arm over my shoulder to pull me into his side.

"So, how was suit shopping?" I asked.

"Boring, tedious, but I found the perfect suit. How was dress shopping?" He returned as his chocolate gaze flicked over my face.

"Amazing, emotional, and I found the perfect dress." I smiled, making him laugh and nod as I curled my arms around his waist.

"I'm glad, sweetheart." He chuckled before looking down at me again. I bit my lip and returned the glance, my heart so in love with Tom as his beautiful eyes seemingly admired my face.

"I can't wait to marry you, darling. Every day, I feel like just eloping with you, because that's how excited I am. I know that we're not going to do that, and that's absolutely okay, but god, I can't wait." He smiled and shook his head as he spoke gently. I returned the smile, tears pricking my eyes at his words.

"I can't wait either, Tommy. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you." I whispered, making him smile as he leant down and gently kissed me.