Please Talk To Me - Tom Holland Imagine
Warning: fighty boy and reader
Summary: Tom and you get into a fight, leaving Tom to express how he really feels about you
A/N: I was 90% through writing something else when I started writing this for no reason.
There was a loud BANG from behind you, a door slamming shut, loud enough that the
entire apartment block probably woke from it.
You pull yourself up in a hastily effort to see where the noise had come from, twisting your torso to be met with the view of your boyfriend, Tom, standing in front of the doorway.
It had been 8 weeks, two months, since you had seen him in person, but the two of you did your best to try and make it work, with the daily phone calls and fitting in a FaceTime chat whenever you could.
You stand, walking over to Tom as you could feel your heart start to race. With a smile gracing your face, you embrace Tom, wrapping your arms around his waist. You feel him hug you back with one arm curling around you, but it wasn’t the hug that you had expected.
It was half-hearted, loosely slung around you. You pull away to look up at Tom’s face, stone cold and expressionless, as he looked away from you.
You go to lift one hand to twist around to the back of his neck, but he catches your hand instead, lowering it.
You frown. This was different.
He was different.