Tom Wilson one where Tom and the reader are good friends and
Tom eventually realizes he has feelings for her and is very nervous to tell
her. but eventually does. She gets mad and upset bc she doesn’t think he’s
being serious and is only in it for one thing but then a few days later
realizes she does have feelings for him and they end up together after having a
talk? Friends to lovers is my favorite trope lol
Note: This request was so cute, I hope it was what you wanted. Feedback is always welcome! :)
“And you’re going to be gone for how long?” you asked for
the thousandth time, popping the hatch on Tom’s SUV, watching as he dragged his
final two bags down the sidewalk.
“About 3 months. I’ll be back in time for training camp.” he
said, coming stop beside you, his muscle straining as he lifted one of the bags
into the trunk.
“That’s such a long time.” you sighed. “I’ll actually have
to go out and make friends of my own.” you chuckled.
“It’s not like you don’t have plenty of options. You’re in
one of the most populated cities on the east coast.” he said, rolling his eyes.
“Someone other than me is bound to find you tolerable.”
“Wow, thanks.” you replied with a laugh, lightly punching him in the shoulder. “After you’re out of high school
making friends is hard. And I’ve been stuck with you as a best friend for so
long I never really needed to go out and make friends before.”
“Stuck with me?” he said in mock offense. “Just come back home
with me. I’m sure your parents would love to see you. We can hang out with the
old high school crew.”
“Tom, not all of us have jobs that allow us to work out and
do whatever the fuck we want for three months out of the year.” you said,
shooting him a look. “I have a job I need to go to every day.”
“I know, I know.” he muttered. “You are coming to visit,
“Yeah, I’ll be there the first week of July.”
“Alright, I’ll make sure I clear my schedule.” he said,
reaching up and closing the door. He grabbed the backpack off the ground,
walking to the driver’s side door, you following close behind. Tossing the bag
into the passenger’s seat he turned to you, pulling his keys out of his pocket.
He slid his extra apartment key off the key chain, handing it to you. “Just
stop by every other week, make sure nothing’s flooding or broken.” he said
handing it to you.
“I know the drill.” you said, taking the key and putting it
in your bag.
“And just because I have a swankier place than you, don’t
use it to impress some sleaze ball lobbyist or something and for the love of
God, please don’t have sex on my couch.”
“Fuck you. Sounds more like something you would do.” you
said, raising your eyebrows at him.
It’s sweltering in Pines Pawns. Stanford is sketching the only living person in sight, a hunched old lady convinced she’ll find her sister’s wedding ring somewhere in the mess of jewelry in the front display. Stanford’s dad shows up just long enough to cackle dryly from the doorway, but then leaves Stanford in the stuffy, musty downstairs shop, sweat trickling down his neck, his hand sticking to the paper he’s trying to sketch on.
Amazing stories, awesome music, a great cast and crew, old school cartoons comedy (ex. Hanna Barbera cartoons) and most of all positive vibes
I still hoping one day I get to see more of this again and that @disneyxd reconsider that it was a mistake cancelling this amazing show that truly deserves a third season of new adventures, new characters and new places to visit