Summary: in which things are actually calm
A/N: shout out to the groupchat babies for being like “hey…bonfire!Tom” also it’s so short and like I can’t write an ending to save my life but like heyyyyy
The fired crackled as smoke coated your hoodie. Behind you Sam and Harry argued over who was going to bring what foods outside followed by the sound of a plate hitting the floor of the kitchen. You turn around just to see your boyfriend Tom’s hands dropping and the twins rubbing the back of their heads. You laugh at the boys and hug the hoodie closer to your body the front of your body is now missing the warmth of the fire.
You walk back inside to help the twins clean up while Tom struggles to get chairs out of the closet without making all the clutter drop on top of him. By the time you finish picking up all the pieces of the plate you can see and warning everyone in earshot not to walk through there barefoot Tom has set up all the chairs and Harrison has taken the food, the twins didn’t drop, outside.
When you come back outside Tom is already seated and roasting a marshmallow. He opens his arms wide and invites you to sit on him. You gladly take him up on his offer and plop yourself on to his blanketed lap making him let out a breath.
“Love that’s my hoodie” he whines into your ear and wraps his arms around you putting his marshmallow back into the fire.
“Not my fault that we wear the same size” he props his head on your shoulder and waits until his marshmallow catches on fire. He brings the flaming object closer to you and you blow it out. “Tom if you want me to get the the rest of the stuff for s’mores you gotta let me go”
“But Y/N you’re so warm” and with that he pulls you closer. You eventually wiggle out of his grasp and walk over to the picnic table that Tessa is trying so hard to get on top of. You sneak her a little bite of the hotdogs Harrison grilled earlier before walking back to Tom and sliding his marshmallow off the stick then onto the graham cracker.
The night of little talks and inside jokes eventually came to an end with the fire died and the autumn air took over in the early hours of the morning. You shake Tom awake and your neck feels empty without his mouth letting out small snores into it. The snacks and chairs are left to be picked up in the morning while everyone slowly leave the group and proceed to their respective rooms. It wasn’t long before Tom was once again asleep and you were not far from it. You lay there running your fingers up and down your boyfriend’s arm taking in every moment of normalcy that you have left before he goes back to being famous again tomorrow.