Someone requested an imagine from my Instagram so… here it is!
Credit to the gif owner! (Sadly, I don’t remember where I got this gif from so if you guys know, let me know so I can tag them!)
Requested from a darling friend. Enjoy!! 💕
It was your first time at a meet and greet.
Especially for SpiderMan: Homecoming.
Iron Man and SpiderMan were your favorite Marvel characters, so getting to see them a week early before the national debut was a big thing deal for you.
You waited in like with your best friend, who shared a love for superheros as well. Despite her favorite being Flash.
“Robert is so hot for an older guy.” She swoons. You giggle and she makes and ‘ugh’ face.
“He is. But Tom Holland is pretty cute too.” You say.
“He looks like a 10 year old who hasn’t hit puberty yet.” She says. You swat her arm and she smiles.
“He is playing a freshmen in the movie.” You declare as the line surges forward.
“Yeah yeah. I know. I just like teasing you.” She laughs. You roll your eyes and your heart pumps louder as you see Robert and Tom at the tables, taking photos and chatting with the fans.
You loved the fact that even though these things were rushed, they still made time for the fans.
You guys are next and you hand practically also faints in RDJ’s arms.
“How much booze did you give her?” He asks me as I snap a photo of her and him. Its my turn and I laugh.
“None surprisingly. She just really loves you.” I say, smiling for the photo.
“And you don’t? Do that again. I think I blinked.” He says to my bestie.
“I’m obsessed.” I say, smiling again. He shoots me a wink and a smile and tells me to add the photo to my shrine. I laugh and head over to Tom, who freezes when he sees me.
God I must be bright red.
“H-hi.” I manage to say, hoping not to spit on him.
I hold my hand out so he can slip on the SpiderMan bracelet but my hand starts to shake. He chuckles and goes to put the bracelet on but fumbles, his fingers not being able to clasp it.
“I-I’m so sorry.” he stutters. I smile sheepishly and he finally gets it on, holding my hand.
“Just get married why don’t you?” My bestie says, snorting at us. I blush even harder and Tom’s face goes red.
I turn to leave when I feel a tap on my shoulder.
“Sorry for not being able to put the bracelet on. But I was wondering if you guys would like to catch up for some lunch after?” Tom says, pointing to Harrison who waves.
“Sure.” My bestie says.
“Can I have your number so I can tell you where to meet?” He asks.
My bestie elbows me in the side and I come back to reality.
“Yeah okay.” I manage to say.
He flashes a smile and leaves, the piece of paper with my never on it, tucked into his shirt pocket.