#downey!reader

Y/N’s POV

Ever since Tom has been working in london for his new movie we’ve been having trouble keeping up with our marriage. I’m not blaming him for the whole thing, but we have been off sync. It feels like i’m just on my own doing this. Since he’s been working on Far From Home, i've been home with the kids and doing all the kids stuff. I feel like I shouldn't be saying this because he does so much for me and i feel like I’m acting ungrateful. I know it would seem like we see each other all the time since he’s working in London, but we rarely do, he gets home late and leaves early, sometimes he doesn't even come home. The kids do question but they know their dad works hard for all of us. I still work too just that Tom wants me to stay with the kids since he isn't home at all, so at least they have one parent at home.

There has been times where we have our moments and they are great, but sometimes i feel unsure. We have talked about it and today we have couples counseling to work this out so we don't do something we will probably regret. I am pretty nervous, i don’t know how this is going to go. The kids are with Nikki and Dom since they know about what is going on and they want to help us out while we try to fix this.

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Tom’s POV

After the interviews and photoshoots i went home to pick up Y/n for our couples counseling. She told me she has been feeling some way, that she felt we were out of sync, to be honest i was feeling that too. I felt like we were drifting away, i didn't want to loose her, she is everything to me, she’s the best thing that ever happened to me and i’m not loosing her. She is the mother to my kids and she deserves way better. Sometimes i feel like she could be with someone else who is normal and is there for her..

As i got home i went inside to she if she was ready. I went upstairs to see if she was in the bathroom. I saw her laying on the bed and talking to Robert.

“Okay yes, i know, and honey i will talk to him and just blow him up. It’s his fault.” her dad said as she shook her head.

“Dad, it’s not just his fault, it’s mine to for not talking about my feelings and making our relationship even more harder to control.” she said which broke my heart. Her dad was right it is my fault, i’m never here for her when she needs me.

“Honey, he knew what he was getting into when he got together with you and then made little ones of you two. Where are those two angels anyway?” he said. God it is my fault completely. As i waited for the call to be done i headed there to at least talk to her and feel her happy presence again.

“Hi love,” i said as she turned around and smiled at me.

“Hi,” she said as she went in for a hug. It felt nice to feel her again. I missed it a lot. “Are you ready to go?” i asked as she nodded.

We then left to go to the office and just talk about us and to each other. As we got there we were lead into this room and the talking began with,

“So why do you guys think you're here?”

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A few days later

After our counselling we were left with some homework, we had to acknowledge and appreciate each other sacrifices and speak our truths when needed. And we call the things we don't want to do opportunities. I feel like it felt good to go to couples counseling. I felt a little more connected and i felt a lot better too when we do our homework. The kids are glad to see me and i try to be with them as much as possible. I’m also trying to be with y/n as much as possible. I almost lost her with not being with her, and i am not going to loose her again.

As we both made lunch i saw her smile. It felt nice to see her smile. It made me feel accomplished. But im not going to stop there. She needs me here. “So, tomorrow I have a day off and i want to take you and the kids out.” i said as she smiled. “Oh that will be fun, i appreciate and acknowledge that you went out of your way to plan to take us out tomorrow..” she said as she did the homework.

“Well, to speak my truth love it isn't out of my way because I feel like we needed to do something as a family and you all mean so much to me and i want to do something nice for you guys.” i said as she smiled again.

As we finished making lunch we set up the table and got ready to eat. As we talked about our days my phone rang and i saw it was work and answered it. “To speak my truth i would really appreciate it if you hung up because we were having a conversation.” she said as i quickly hung up.

“I appreciate your sacrifice.” she said a little sarcastically. “To speak my truth that was a little sarcastic and a little unfair.” i said glared at me softly.

“Really i've been putting the kids to bed all by myself for months and you had to miss one phone call. Is that your truth Tom, is that really your truth?” she said, but she had a point. “Alright, i will swallow my truth.” i said grinning and she smiled at me.

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Afternoon

Y/n’s POV

Today Tom had some work to get done and i understood because these were his days when he worked. Before he left i was talking to my dad. He wanted to know what was going on. I told him everything was perfectly fine and we were doing perfect. He kept saying that he was going to kill Tom if he did something like that again, but i told him that it wasn't his fault and he is doing everything to make us happy while he is here and while he’s away and that the kids were also happy that Tom made enough time for them as well.

As i was putting a movie on for the kids i took the time to clean up before sam, harry and paddy came over to see the kids. Tom came downstairs from his office playing with the kids before he was leaving.

“Where are you going daddy?” Ethan asked. “I have to go work for Spider-Man buddy, please take care of your mom okay.” he said which made my heart warm up. “Yes daddy, i will.” he said. “Also please take care of Camila, alright.” he said and Ethan replied to his dad.

As i stood near the doorway Tom saw me and he stood up from where the kids were and he grabbed my hands. “Look love, i have to go and i’m sorry, but let’s keep doing what we are doing alright.” he said as i gave him a hug.

I knew he had to go and for good reasons. To live his dreams and so he can give us a good life. I appreciate everything he’s done for me and the kids. I love him way to much to loose him. He’s a great father to our kids and a great husband.

“It’s okay, i understand, and hey we wont be alone, your brothers are coming to hang with us for a while.” i said as he smiled “Okay love, i love you alright and i will try to be here around midnight alright?” he said as i nodded.

After he left his brothers arrived 15 minutes later. The kids were so excited to see their uncles. While the kids took Paddy upstairs to play Sam and Harry and i talked.

“Hey, have you seen the interview?” harry asked. “What interview?” i asked. “You don't know?” sam said.

“No I don't, what interview? You're scaring me.” i said. “Here i'll send it to you, but watch it later when the kids are asleep.” he said as he got his phone out and sent me the interview.

“Okay,” i said very confused..

Around 11o’clock they left to go home. Ethan and Camila were fast asleep, they had so much fun with their uncles. This happens every time they come over. I then grabbed my laptop and clicked on the link harry sent me. As it loaded Tom was having a drink or whatever and they continued.

“Here we have Tom holland also known as our friendly neighborhood spiderman.” the interviewer said. “Hello thanks for having me here mate.” tom said with a smile.

The interview consisted of him talking about the movie and things that happened during the film. It then got to a part where it talked about us. I saw the way his eyes lit up. It made me tear up a little bit.

“So how is Y/N taking all of this, you know being away must be hard.” the interviewer said. “Uh, well actually Y/N and I have been having some trouble being in sync. And it is hard because one parent at home with two kids is very difficult to handle.” he said. “There is a source here that says you two had and are continuing to go to couples therapy. Is that true?” he asked.

“Yes we did go and we are continuing to go. I was selfish. Y/N was always at home and i was never home not even for my kids. I've made so many mistakes that i just let fly over my shoulder but this one, i cant let it fly over. She’s my wife and i have to be there for her even when i cant. She’s my one and only.” he said.

“Ow, gosh.” i said as i was wiping away the tears. “Wow, that amazing. What would you tell her if she was here right now?” he asked him. “For one, Y/n i love you, you are amazing i don't know how you're still with me even after what i did. You are my soulmate, and im thankful for you. You're the first best thing that ever happened to me including the kids.” he said and the video ended.

I was crying at this point. He was too much but in a good way. I loved him so much. I then felt his presence next to me. I turned around and wiped my tears.

Our relationship is still new though and I doubt Tom even knows I’m here. For close to a month we have been dating, which I’m sure my dad would proudly explain is my longest relationship. At least the longest relationship he has no idea about. Both Tom thought it best to keep it a secret from him until he was less stressed and now more than ever I agree. Every day my dad seems more a more tired from the role he plays and I can’t risk Tom and I’s relationship stressing him out even more. Not when the whole cast is so close to finishing.

I skid to a stop when I see Tom’s name on the door. Again, I look up and down the halls to make sure no one is watching before I knock. Right away Tom opens the door. His eyes light up at the sight of me and when he pulls me into a hug as fast as he can I’m a little stunned.

“Hey,” I giggle before returning his embrace. “You’re happy to see me.” Tom pulls away from me and laughs as well, brushing a stray hair away from my face.

“I didn’t know you were coming today,” he tells me. I shrug and step inside when he gestures for me to do so.

“Dad decided to get me out of the house, which I’m super grateful for,” I answer as I look around his dressing room. Compared to my dad’s it’s a complete mess, and that’s a pretty hard thing to accomplish. I can tell Tom’s a little self-conscious about it because he kicks something over to his closet, making me smile.

“I’m guessing you’re not allowed to be at the meeting then,” he remarks as he sits down on his sofa. “That’s gotta suck.” I grin smugly and settle into his lap.

“At least I’m not actually in the cast,” I tease Tom. In response, he rolls his eyes and grabs onto my waist. I follow the pull of his grasp so that I’m facing him fully. His hands wrap all the way around my midsection once I’m in a comfortable position.

“Very funny, darling,” he murmurs jokingly and I smile. My face drops close to his so that our lips are only a few centimeters away. Tom’s eyes flash down to them and back up to my eye, most likely hoping that I didn’t notice. I move my hands up to his face and run them through his soft brown curls.

“I know right?” I joke. “I’ve got the best sense of humor.” Tom begins chuckling, but as he’s doing so I press my lips to his, earning a surprised hum. It only takes him a moment to reciprocate the kiss though. His hands pull me tighter against his torso so that we’re as connected as possible. I smile into Tom’s lips.

Abruptly, I break away from him. Tom grunts disapprovingly as I push myself up and off the couch. His hands slide away from my body achingly slow as I step backward and towards the counter filled with different types of hair and skin care. I pick up a bottle of something and study the contents. When Tom’s hands grab me from behind though I gasp and nearly drop the glass container. Before I can risk breaking it again I place it down on the countertop. I twist around and slap Tom’s shoulder lightly, causing him to laugh again.

The noise makes me smile as well. “You ass.” I try to act serious but his contagious smile finds my face and I can’t help but beam up at him happily.

“Sorry Y/N,” he manages to apologize through his laughter. Tom’s hands find mine as he begins guiding us to the sofa. I follow him with a wide grin still plastered on my face.

“Sure you-” I begin to accuse him but the second before I finish my sentence Tom trips on a shirt that was haphazardly left on the ground. We fall back for a moment until Tom’s back is met with the couch. I fall onto his chest with a yelp. As soon as our bodies meet Tom gasps at the sudden contact.

“Shit,” I mumble as I pull off of him. “Tom, are you okay?” I wonder worriedly. Only when it’s too late do I notice the smug smirk playing on his lips. In under a second Tom leaps up and towards me, consequently pushing me down onto the couch so that he can hover over my body. His hands have found mine so he can hold them by the side of my head.

“You little-” Tom shuts me up by dropping his lips onto my own. I chuckle and return the kiss with what little control I’ve been given. Finally, one of Tom’s hands releases my own, which probably means he wants me to run a hand through his hair. I laugh again and slide my hand up his arm before letting it dip into his thick hairline. He shivers into the kiss because of my actions.

Before I know it the kiss has become needy and Tom’s hand is falling up and down my arm sweetly. Reluctantly, I nip at the bottom of his soft lips, drawing a choked sigh from his mouth. As revenge, Tom switches the positions so that I’m straddling his waist while his back is against the worn armrest of his sofa. I want to take a pause to tease him but now Tom’s lips refuse to break away from mine. Seeing it as a silent compromise I shake my to show Tom how adorably annoying he is. He keeps pulling closer and closer to him, increasing the intensity until we’re both panting against each other’s mouths. I have to wrap my arms his neck to stay stable as he starts licking my lips. Without my permission, a low moan is breathlessly released from inside of me. Tom smiles victoriously when he feels it vibrate against his lips.

“Hey Tommy?” a voice suddenly announces. I snap away from Tom quickly. My motion being too sudden even for my own body, I fall from Tom’s lap and onto the messy floor. I look up through my mussed hair and meet my dad’s wide eyes, letting me know that he saw. A small grimace appears on my lips as I debate on whether or not there is even anything I can say about the subject that would diffuse the tension.

“I was going to ask if you had seen Y/N,” he begins, obviously uncomfortable from the situation, “but I guess I already have that answer.” I look over at Tom who is just as paralyzed as me. We both exchange a nervous look and stare back at my dad.

“Robert, I know this looks pretty weird but…” Tom’s words fall off a cliff and he looks to me, completely unsure. “You know what I have nothing.” I groan and drop my head into my hands.

“Oh my god,” I whisper under my breath, just loud enough for the two men in the room to hear. “Look, dad,” I look up from my sweaty palms and at my father who waits for an explanation impatiently, “we both really wanted to tell you but with the movie finishing up the both of us just figured it may be better to just… wait.” By the end, my voice had gone nearly silent and I’m surprised that my dad could even hear what I was saying. He raises both hands to his temples and rubs his head. Tom and I share yet another frightened look while watching my dad closely.

“Does your mother know?” he wonders finally, making me furrow my brows.

“Uhhhh,” I drone. “What?” He opens his eyes and looks at me so sternly that I want to crawl out of my skin and hide inside of the suitcase left aimlessly next to me.

“Does your mother know?” my dad repeats but the question only makes me more confused. I think about it for a second before shrugging my shoulders.

“No?” I drag out my word with little to no confidence. My dad nods and takes a long, deep breath that makes me far more worried. I look over at Tom who seems just as scared of what is to come as I am.

“It’s fine as long as I know before her,” he confesses and I have to clench my jaw to keep from sighing. Suddenly, my dad points accusingly at Tom and I. “But the next time you little shits try to keep a secret like this from me again I am disowning the both of you.” Now I can’t help the chuckle that escapes my lips and I have to force myself to look away to keep from losing all of my composure.

“How can you disown me? I’m not even your kid Robert,” Tom asks lightly from the couch. My father raises his finger though and Tom immediately shuts up. After getting the smile off of my face I get up and walk over to my dad. I stand in front of the actor awkwardly for a moment before hugging him. He sighs before wrapping his arms around me so that I know I’m forgiven.

“Sorry dad,” I mumble into his cotton t-shirt. He sighs and pats me on the back.

“It’s okay,” he responds. “No being in a room by yourselves though.” I stifle a laugh and nod in agreement. We hold each other another moment before separating from one another. He looks past me and at Tom who is still watching fearfully on the couch. My dad looks at him for another moment before nodding and walking backward and out of the dressing room. He claps his hands as one last show of his awkwardness.

“See you out there,” he bids before twisting quickly and hastening down the hall. Tom and I look at each other curiously, wondering what the hell just happened.

“So I guess you dad’s cool with us dating,” he mumbles as he stands up and walks over. I nod placidly.

“I guess so,” I chuckle and turn towards him. Suddenly, Tom grabs my face and pulls it towards his. Even though our lips don’t meet with so much intensity as before I still feel the wanting that lingers as Tom pulls my body into his. We stay connected for a second before I disconnect from him. Tom watches me, confused as to why I would end our kiss so quickly.

“Better be careful Tommy or else you’re going to get disowned.” Tom rolls his eyes at my joke before kissing me again. This time it is just a quick peck.

“Come on, love.” Tom grabs my hand and guides me out of his dressing room. “If I don’t do my job I may actually get disowned.” I giggle and nod in happy agreement as we walk hand in hand down the hall, suddenly not afraid that someone may found out we’re together.