#tomhollandreader

My Savagez Intro

Paring: Tom Holland and Harrison Osterfield x reader (AU)

Summary: Tom, Haz and Y/N are in a loveship built so uniquely by your own three beating hearts no one could break it apart. But what happens when buried past don't stay buried? Will your love survive? Will you survive? How much of their past is going to test and take from each of you? Only time and endurance will tell.

Side note: Loosely based off of the movie Savages mixed with Here on Earth.

Side note pt 2: This is my first fanfiction inspired by my favorite fanfiction author @madmadmilk I thank her for popping my fanfic cherry. If you hate it sorry, if you want more let me know by a reblog and some love!

Word count: 1447

Warnings: fluff angst some violence and smut. 18 and older type of vibe and forsure NSFW!

INTRO/TEASER

I met the loves of my life on Ora Beach in Maluku, Indonesia. How I got there was the downfall of being the spawn of a parent who had enough money to throw at his mistake that was given to him by law after your mother died just before your 15th birthday. He always made sure you had a full bank account even when your beautiful mother was on earth, but you never met him. He didn't see it as an obligation until the law required him to. And he reminded you every time you called with red eyes and tear stained cheeks for holidays, birthdays, hard days, and even easy days. I learned quickly that i was on my own and it got easier to accept the faster i learned. I left the moment I was 18, I drained my bank account into cash and all these years later I doubt he notices I’m gone.

But that's the past!  I’m here to tell you of how i found beauty in life again and how two men became my everything and me theirs. I know what you’re thinking, “SLUT” right? Maybe were wrong. The truth is, we all love each other so much. We trust each other, take care of each other. And for me, together they are one complete man. Tom is cold metal. Haz is warm wood. Tom fucks. Haz makes love. Tom is spirit. Haz is earth. The one thing we have in common is we are each other's home. I’m not promising you a happy ending but I’m promising you the very best of each other that we gave everyday until one day past demons hunted us down and changed our forever, well forever.

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I woke up early to the sounds of waves lapping against the shore and the colors of blue and violet scattering over my bed through the open windows of my private bungalow on my reserved side of a fairley scheduled beach. I laid under the white sheets naked as the day I was born, amazed at the display in front of my eyes. It truly looked like a painting. I was tempted to grab my phone and snap a picture but stopped myself, I knew I had a few more mornings to do that. I wanted to get lost in the here and now. I must have done just that, I was awoken by a sound of deep laughter and footsteps coming up the long wooden pier to my hut. The noise got closer and seemed to be coming fast. Was it my breakfast coming from resort concierge? I leaped out of bed so fast i had no time to remember i was wearing zero clothing. Whomever was on the other side of door was going to get one hell of a surprise. As I made out two male voices I started to panic and commonsense kicked in that perhaps this wasn’t concierge. What the FUCK! I scanned the room for anything that might buy me time to run for help. In the corner closest was some fishing equipment and as the door swung open, my naked ass swung the largest fishing net I’ve ever seen. I was grabbed quicker than I could scream by a curly brown haired man who spun me around with my bare backside flush with his hard frame. He held me tight in a grip that allowed him to squeeze my throat and pin one arm under his while the other blonde hair man assessed the situation. I tried to scream but the man cut my airway with ease and demanded i shut up. I complied and he let me breathe.

“Who is here with you?” the tall blonde asked as he looked around the one floored luxurious bungalow

In a panic I blurt out “no one...except my boyfriend, he went to get food” but the man allowing me to breathe isn’t convinced and starts to squeeze. “Lies will get you killed princess” he whispers coldly in my ear. The tears start to fall as the blonde dumps my belongings onto the bed and starts to go through them quickly. He reads my passport info and reservation itinerary to his partner and kneels down to look under the bed revealing the gun holstered to his hip. That's when I start to sob and plea. “Please dont hurt me please don't kill me” is all i can manage as my body starts to shake and my legs go weak. The blonde peeks up at me from the floor and nods to his partner in some sort of assurance to release me. He does so with caution and practically carries me to the bed. The blonde covers me with the sheet as the one with brown curls punches numbers angrily into his phone then storms outside. I think my body is going into shock because I can’t seem to catch my breath. The only sound I hear is my thudding heartbeat and notice the sheet is becoming soaked in my sweat. I blink at the blonde who kneels before me with cold water. When the fuck did he leave to get that? I shake my head at the confusion when I feel his cool hands holding my burning face. I can see his lips are moving.

"y/n" he says in a calm tone. I snap my head to the shouting man outside. I’m so confused.

“Y/n please drink this” he sounds pleading. “Is that your name luv? y/n?” I nod my head and he pushes the glass to my lips. I drink and it brings me slowly back to reality. Back to the angry man outside now walking in. My eyes are on him as he pulls up a chair and sits to face me from a distance. “My name is Harrison” the blonde speaks again as he moves his hands to my wrist and looks at his watch. “Your heart rate is slowing and so is your breathing, how do you feel?” I blink a few times to look down at the blonde named Harrison and notice he’s sorta kinda fucking beautiful. I smile at what I thought I had said to myself until they both laugh. Harrisons sky blue eyes sparkle as his face turns redder than mine. “My friends call me Haz, but I like sorta kinda fucking beautiful just as much” he grins as he stands up taking my empty glass for a refill.

The brown hair man ran his fingers through his disheveled locks as we made eye contact and it seems as if we are now in a staring contest to see who blinks first. He leans forward, elbows resting on his knees and he says softly “I’m Tom and I’m sorry for doing what I had to darling, please forgive me” he looked away as Harrison sat next to me with my water. I felt the tug at my heart as his brown eyes flickered to the ocean, back to me and towards the door. “Breakfast will be here any moment along with management. They apparently booked us all for a one room bungalow at the same time.” Tom attempted a smile but seemed shaken up in a different way. His eyes were a beautiful sweet chocolate brown that could melt you with their heat. Yet when he spoke in anger as he stood “Here they fucking come now” his eyes reflected a raw umber with specks of dark chocolate. It made me shiver and once again I realized how naked I was.

“I/you need clothes” all 3 of us said in harmony. Followed by a fit of laughter. Haz followed Tom out of the hut while I quickly got dressed.