Watching a Stranger Watch a Movie - Tom Holland x Fem(Reader)
Summary: Tom Holland goes to the movie theater to surprise people seeing his movie. He goes to sit in the back of a theater, to be recognized by a beautiful stranger.
Warnings: Spoilers. Curse words. Nothing else I don’t think…besides aN ADORABLE TOM HOLLAND
Tom pulled the hood over his head and glanced around with a small smile at the mildly crowded theater.
He was exited. Surprising fans and making people happy was the best part about his job.
Slowly making his way up the rows of seats, he shoved his popcorn under his arm so her could make his way around a girl who sat alone, staring in anticipation and excitement at the screen.
But as if in slow motion, his popcorn slid through his arm and sprayed all over the poor girl.
She gasped softly, and Tom froze, and quickly rushed out a “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry, I’m a bloody idiot.”
She awkwardly brushed the popcorn spewed all over as well as she could off of her (Your skin color) skin. Then she glanced up at a guilty Tom Holland, whose hood has slid off of his head.
Her eyes widened for a moment, but then she shook her head and stared at the ground for a moment before looking back at Tom and answering with a melodic “You’re fine. Accidents happen.”
Toms eyebrow raised slightly as he stared at the girl who he guessed knew who he was.
“Do you-Do you know-?” Tom questioned her carefully.
“Yes I know who you are.” The girl replied softly.
“Huh?” The girl laughed. “What does that mean?”
“You just-reacted strangely.”
People were giving Tom weird looks for standing for so long without taking a seat, so he asked the girl if he could sit down. She paused before nodding her head.
“What do you mean? ‘Reacted Strangely’?” The girl resumed their conversation.
“Well most people who recognize me scream or-or I don’t know. They freak out. Usually.” Tom stuttered.
“Well should I scream to the heavens and alert everyone to the superstar in the room?” She raised her eyebrow.
“Um no. Please do not do that.”
“Exactly. I figured you had that hood up for a reason. By the way, might want to put that back up.”
“Uh-Right.” Tom slid the hold back up. “Also, thanks for not freaking out. I’m trying to surprise the theater after the movie.”
“That’s pretty cool.” She said simply, sucking on the straw of her drink.
“So what’s your name?”
“Y/N L/N.” She replied, and Tom found himself smiling at the her, for he liked the name. “Also, um, it’s really really nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you to.” Tom grinned.
“I’m exited for the movie. I’ve loved Spiderman since I was a kid.” She smiled, soaking in her own nostalgia. She brushed a strand of Y/H/C hair out of her face.
“Really? Same here.” And she giggled.
“I didn’t notice.” She said sarcastically, and her smile was beautiful as she smiled at him. “But yeah. One year I managed to convince my mom to let me dress up as Spiderman. Even though it was a 'boys outfit’ or whatever the hell that means.”
Tom laughed at her sarcastic and kinda badass vibe. It was attractive.
The screen dimmed and Y/N sat up excitedly in her seat, eyes wide and animated. But Toms eyes still laid on her. Which actually confused him, because no one had ever enchanted him quite like she had.
The movie went underway and Tom found himself looking at her over and over again. She was beautiful. She was dressed simply, and she didn’t have any heavy makeup on, but her aura attracted him in a way that he was unfamiliar to.
“Do you want some?” She asked Tom, offering her small popcorn.
“Thanks.” He chuckled, still guilty about his popcorn spill.
“No problem. I figured you need to have that nice angelic popcorn breath when you meet everyone.” She replied slyly.
“Very funny.” Tom said jokingly.
They continued to watch the movie, and her hands started to shake as Peter parker screamed the famous “C'mon Spiderman.”
Tom stared at her as her eyes widened at the boy caught under the rubble on the screen. She seemed truly worried for Peter, and she licked her lips as the superhero dug himself out of the rubble and his pain.
She reached her hand at the same time as Tom and in the most cliche way possible they bumped hands. She quickly pulled her hand out and shyly put her hands on her lap. Tom smiled at her adorableness.
The movie came to a close, and she let out a huge breath.
“Wow.” She said.
“Did you like it?” Tom asked.
“Wow!” She repeated. “That was amazing! Your acting and you accent was beautifully put into action. The whole story was so engaging and I felt true worry for you-for Peter.”
“Thank you.” Tom beamed.
They both stared at each other. Unspoken things passing between them. Their shared but short experience of the movie theater feeling so long.
“You uh probably need to get going to meet all those people. I’m sorry for holding you back.” She broke the silence.
Y/N stood up and grabbed her purse and looked around stalling for time as she clenched her hands on her sweater.
“Hey-you know what?” Tom announced. “Can I give you my number?”
“Y-Yes!” She grinned and Tom did the same in reply as her beautiful face lit up.
“Great. Because I really liked talking to you. Well we didn’t really talk, but I feel like if we talk more, I’d really enjoy your company-” He rambled. But then shut up and gave her the number awkwardly.
“I really hope I see you again.” Y/N said bashfully.
“Same here.” Tom said, and turned around to go surprise the crowd, but paused before turning and saying “Nice meeting you Y/N.”
A/N Hope you all enjoyed!