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A sigh left your lips as you opened your eyes. You felt a warm presence beside you, and it took you a while to realize that Tom was sleeping next to you. The sunshine streaming through the window made his face glow, making him look all ethereal. You moved few of your best friend’s brown curls from his forehead and smiled softly. 

You shivered a little as your feet hit the cold floor. Looking for something to wear, you spotted a pair of your sleep shorts and Tom’s black hoodie. Slipping those on, you went to the bathroom to freshen up and made your way towards the kitchen.

Before you started making breakfast, you scrolled through your playlist to play your favorite song. As the mellifluous tune of Ariana Grande’s Imagine played through your shared apartment, you prepared the ingredients needed to make pancakes.

As you hummed alongside to the song, you were running through the stuff you needed for the annual Singles Sleepover that night in your mind. The Singles Sleepover started as a joke between your best friends, Tom and Haz but ended up being a ritual every year.

Even though Tom was your best friend, there was no denying that you had feelings for him. When you told about your feelings towards Tom to Harrison, he has tried so many times to set the both of you up, but to no avail. You felt that Tom has always seen you as a best friend and those little gestures and kisses were nothing but a way of showing his platonic love towards you.

You heard the sound of footsteps approaching you and you turned around to see Tom. Handing him a mug, you stirred the batter for the pancakes.

“How are the pancakes going, love?” you felt him hug you from behind and you instantly relaxed in his arms.

“Better than you, I would say,” you smirk at him, as he lets out an exaggerated gasp.

After making the pancakes, you slid a plate towards Tom and he gives you a goofy grin. 

“You make the best pancakes, Y/N. I love you so much!”

“Thank you so much, but actually I love you more,”

“Nah, I love you more,”

“I would step on Lego for you,”

“Shit, you win this time,” Tom pouted as you gave him a cheeky grin.

“So, what are watching today for our sleepover huh?” you asked him.

“What about the new episode of Brooklyn Nine-Nine? I know you wanted to watch it,”

“You know me too well, Holland. By the way, Haz isn’t joining us this time right?”

“Yeah, he wants to spend today with Mia doing gross coupley shit,” he said, doing a disgusted face.

Harrison met Mia during his semester break last summer and those two instantly hit it off. They were literally a match made in heaven and you could only imagine that you and Tom were like that.

Standing up, you brought your plates to the sink to wash it. Then, you remembered that you had to ask Tom about dinner. 

“Hey Tom, wha-” you turned around to see him standing close to you. You could smell the strong scent of mint and cinnamon and his deep brown eyes had a magnetic force that was strong enough to pull you in. He leaned towards you and you swore that your heart was gonna jump out of your chest.

Shit, is he gonna kiss me?

Oh god, is he?

You closed your eyes as you tried to calm down your nerves. Tom wasn’t stopping and the moment your noses nearly touched, a shrill tone rang through the house.

Startled, both of you pulled away from each other. Tom picked up his phone and noticed that Haz was calling him. Muttering a string of profanities, he answered the call reluctantly.

“Yeah, mate...Um, sure... yeah. I will see you there,” he ended the call and turned to you. You still haven’t recovered from his sudden move towards you and now you had no idea on how to react now.

“Um, love I’m sorry that I have to leave now. I promised Haz that I would help choose a gift for Mia. I promise that I will help you set up for the sleepover tonight, darling,” he said as he slipped on his jacket and sent a small wave your way before stepping out the door.

Plopping yourself on the couch, you touched your face that was getting super hot and let out a soft sigh. A heavy feeling settled in your chest as you only thought of one thing.

What the fuck just happened?

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“Really, love? You are going with that?”

“Yes, and this is my final decision,”

“Oh God, Y/N, pizza and wine do not go well together,” he shook his head, a smile etched on his perfect face.

“In the Tom way, it doesn’t but in my way, it definitely does,” you responded smugly. He let out a loud laugh, his eyes gleaming with adoration for you. He picked up his wine glass and held it up in the air to make a toast.

“To another year of being single and miserable!”

“Hey, so are you saying that being with me is miserable?” you prodded, a teasing tone to your voice.

“Oh, how can I be miserable when I’m with you, darling?”

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After three boxes of pizzas and one too many glasses of wine, both of you were splayed out on the couch binge-watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine and Game of Thrones. 

“Tom, don’t you think that Jake and Amy look so cute together?” your eyes fixed on the screen.

When your question didn’t elicit a response from him, you nudged him to get his attention. A frown was evident on his face and he seemed to be thinking very deeply.

“Hey, Tom, you okay?” you shook his shoulders a little and it made him snap out of his trance and focus on you.

“Mhm yeah?”

“What were you thinking about, huh?”

“Its nothin’, love”

“Come on, tell me please...,”

“Do you really want to know?” you eagerly nodded your head.

“Okay, here it goes. Y/N, I think, no I’m sure that I have been in love with you since the day I met you. You have never failed to amaze me and I’m so grateful to have you in my life. You helped me through so many, stayed with me through thick and thin and also successfully put up with me. I absolutely gone crazy for you and I really would love to be more than friends. So, will you be the Amy to my Jake?”

You felt as if time had stopped and it was just you and Tom in the whole universe. He was in love with me the whole time? How did I not know about about this?

You were way beyond shocked to formulate a proper response in your head so you just sat there gaping at him. This lead to Tom thinking that he botched this whole proposing thing and he ruined his friendship with you.

“Oh love...if you don’t like me it’s totally okay. Please don’t fre-”

You cut him off by pressing your lips against his and slid your hands around his neck. Tom was surprised at first but he deepened the kiss and placed his hands on your hips. 

Crawling onto his lap, you started grinding against him, just as you let out a moan. He broke your kiss as you both looked at each other, panting heavily.

“Love, that was...amazing. So, you like me too?”

“I have always liked you, dumbass,”

“Wanna go to your room and continue?” you asked him, lust evident in his eyes.

“Sure, baby.”