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Hi! I've seen you want some fluffy requests. I have one if you're interested?

Tom gets the news that he has to shave his head for cherry. He's worried because he knows how much his girlfriend Y/N loves his hair.

When he gets it done, Y/N is shocked but also likes it in a way because she can run her fingers on top of it. They spend the night cuddling.

The next day, Tom goes to the cherry set with Y/N so they can film. They already started filming a couple months ago when Tom hadn’t shaved his head. They film the scene of Emily and cherry reuniting after cherry returns from Iraq. When they're done filming, they're in bed in Tom's trailer and Y/N can't stop stroking the extra bit of hair he had put on.

Can you just add a bunch of fluff scenes as well? Just them cuddling, kissing etc.

Hope you like it! 💕

Buzzing Nerves: Tom Holland x Reader

Summary: Tom is worried his girlfriend y/n won’t react well to him needing to get a buzz cut for his role in Cherry. Y/n makes it a point to reassure him.

Warnings: some minor self doubt, a little suggestive, spoilers for Cherry, cotton candy level fluff that may cause a cavity, one tiny curse word.

Notes/comments: thank you for this request! Sorry it took so long, I wanted to do right by it 🥰

I did change it a teensy tiny bit from your request (namely the time frame between his haircut and the post Iraq scene, explanation is in the story), so I hope that’s okay!

Tom paces back and forth outside a random sidewalk in Ohio, just down the street from the set where he’d been working for the last several months on his new movie Cherry.

He’d excused himself from set and wandered down here in a panic as to not embarrass himself in front of the Russo Brothers with his reaction to their recent decision.

Tom just received news that he’d have to get his hair cut for this film and to say he was nervous would be a major understatement.

His brother Harry was currently hunched over, clenching his hands against stomach, as he continued laughing at Tom.

“Mate, relax. You’ve had to do this before” Baz laughed slowly, finally getting himself together.

Tom nodded and paused his pacing as he considered the validity of Harry’s reminder.

Baz was correct; Tom had been required to change his hair for other projects in the past. And it had gone fine each time.

However, this time felt different as he was going to have his head completely shaved.

Tom knew his girlfriend Y/N loved running his hands through his locks and he was never one to pretend he wasn’t addicted to her doing that.

He kept wondering how was she going to react to him coming home with a shaved head?

Tom also wondered how he was going to manage not feeling her fingers trace through his hair in such a calming way.

This movie had already been a difficult one to get into character for given it’s dark theme.

Whenever he’d come home -which for the time being was a quaint Airbnb Baz, Tom, and y/n rented in Ohio a few miles from the set- he would be greeted with a hug from the brightest light in his life and everything would be forgotten.

Her hands would stroke his scalp as her fingers laced through his hair while she’d smile up at him, one hand around him to maintain her side of the hugging embrace.

No matter what he’d had to do that day or what was on his mind, he’d feel instantly better.

He felt safe and loved in her arms at all times; even before he started filming Cherry and was struggling with his mental health.

However, all of the things he loved about her and their relationship somehow meant even more to him when these changes took place.

It wasn’t that he ever took the things she’d do for him for granted. If he had, he knew he would have scolded himself to the point he’d never be able to make that mistake again.

Yet, when he started doubting himself and who he was outside of the movie, her love felt so much stronger to him.

As he processed these thoughts, he found himself beginning to pace again unintentionally.

“Tom” Baz said, placing his hand on Tom’s shoulder to stop him, “it’s just hair”.

Tom groaned but nodded, “I know Harry… but I… how is she going to react?”.

Harry raised a skeptical eyebrow at Tom, “y/n? Why are you worried about that? I’m ready to die from the disgusting sappy love between you too while crammed into the rental with you both”.

Tom blushed and laughed, his face reddening as he once again considered how loved she made him feel.

“She likes my hair” Tom sighed, biting his lip.

“Eww mate, ‘m didn’t need to know that” Harry groaned, rubbing his face.

“Not like that you arse!” Tom yelled protectively before sighing again.

“Thank God. But seriously either way, she’ll be fine” Harry assured him, trying to direct him back to set.

Tom clamped his hands together in front of him as he reluctantly followed Harry.

“I hope so” Tom sighed.

“She loves you, she will be fine with it even though you’ll look ridiculous” Baz said, turning to smirk jokingly at his older brother.

Tom groaned and glared at the back of Harry’s head as they walked in silence.

When they got back to set, Tom realized his luck was even worse than he thought.

He learned he wasn’t even going to be able to have time to warn y/n prior to it being done.

The Russo brothers wanted it done right away so they could promptly begin the rest of the scenes where he had to have a buzz cut.

This meant he didn’t even get one last experience of his love’s fingers in his hair before he’d have none for her to play with for months.

As if that wasn’t enough, he also learned they’d be filming it taking place to use as part of the movie.

Even if she would be okay with the results, Tom was certain y/n would not like watching the scene where someone was to take a razor to the hair she loved.

Plus, it meant he’d have to ignore all the emotions he was feeling when having it done and focus on playing the role of Cherry and expressing Cherry’s emotions instead.

“There you are. Ready?” Anthony Russo asked as he noticed Tom let out a loud breath as he approached the faux military barbershop portion of the set.

Tom forced a fake smile and nodded tightly as he made his way to his starting position. He allowed himself one more moment of concern before composing himself.

———

“Love…” Tom called out hesitantly as he and Harry entered the Airbnb.

Upon not instantly being tackled in a hug and kisses, Tom began to panic. Her lack of response made him even more concerned.

Turning to face Baz, he asked, “did.. did you already tell her?”.

Baz shook his head no and shrugged as he hung up the keys to their rental car.

“Darling? It’s Tom.. and Baz.. are you home?” Tom asked timidly as he began walking further into their shared home.

Tom’s scrunched features and frown disappeared upon seeing the love of his life dancing by herself as she cleaned her work station.

She had AirPods in and was presumably listening to music on full blast; as always, despite Tom having mentioned his worries for her hearing.

Tom chuckled to himself as he walked over to y/n, her back still to him as she wiped down the desk they’d bought for her to work from while they were in Ohio.

Tom was silent as he wrapped his arms around her from behind, knowing she wouldn’t hear him anyways.

Y/n jumped a little at first but quickly calmed down upon realizing it was her boyfriend.

She squeezed his hands that were resting on her torso before lifting her hands up to her head to remove her AirPods.

“Hey baby” Y/n hummed peacefully as she relished in his embrace.

“Hey sunshine” Tom greeted, his chest simultaneously beating out of his chest in anticipation for when she turned around and also slowing itself down as he took in her presence and love.

Y/n let out a tranquil sigh and smiled as Tom twisted his head to the left in order to kiss her cheek while still standing behind her.

“Missed you” Y/N said, her left hand coming up to run through his hair.

Tom internally flinched as he awaited her response. His recently formed peace lapsing again as he began to panic all over again.

Upon feeling a thin, stubble-like layer of hair instead of Tom’s normal soft and thick hair, Y/N’s hand froze and she stepped forward and out of his arms so she could face him.

Gathering enough composure to attempt to comprehend what she was feeling, she swung her body around until she was facing her boyfriend.

“T? What.. ummm… what the h-… what am I looking at?” Y/n asked, trying to not let her shock become offensive as she took in the sight before her.

Tom bit his lip and rubbed his neck, cringing as he felt the difference himself.

“The Russo Brothers wanted the military part to be… authentic…” he mumbled.

Y/n nodded and let her eyes graze over him as if seeing him for the first time.

“Love… I.. I know, I’m sorry. I promise it’ll grow back though” Tom pleaded, worry creeping in as she remained silent.

“Tom, baby. You don’t need to apologize” Y/n says, her gaze dropping down from his hair to look him in the eyes instead.

“But-.. we didn’t discuss this. And I know you liked my old hair” Tom sighs.

Realizing how much he was beating himself up over something so minor, Y/n giggles softly and wraps herself against his chest.

Tom instantly pulls her closer to him and stares down at her, his nerves pausing momentarily as he notices the loving look she’s giving him.

“I did. I do. Tom.. but, I love you more” she smiles, stroking the side of his face with her thumb.

Tom blushes and smiles graciously at her.

“It’ll take some time to get used to, that’s for sure” she admits, laughing softly as she lifts her hand.

“But, I’m sure I’ll grow to love this hairstyle too T. Besides, I can feel your head more like this” y/n adds, her hands going back up to his head.

Tom watches his selfless girl attempt to accustom herself with his practically nonexistent hair.

“You really don’t mind?” Tom asks, deciding to break the silent calm they’d built while her hands continued to trace across his head.

While he relished the normalcy of this behavior, he couldn’t ignore his need to know her true thoughts.

“Tommy. Look at me” Y/n pleaded, her hands on either side of his hair head.

Tom lowered his eyes from the wall behind her and looked at the woman he has grown to learn he cannot live without.

“I really don’t mind” she said, reciting his question verbatim so he couldn’t interpret it incorrectly.

“Come on,” she says, her fingers prompting tingles to flow through Tom’s body as she mindlessly dragged her nails softly against his scalp while leading him down the hall towards their bedroom.

“Love?” Tom asks, following her but confused as to where this was headed.

While he of course had no problem with wherever the night was going, he wanted to be sure she didn’t feel she had to prove to him how much she loved him or had to prove that she was okay with this. Especially when he knew she was probably tired from her own day today.

He’d be completely content just holding her, or her holding him, while they conversed under the blankets until they fell asleep.

He just wanted to be with her.

Unbeknownst to Tom, y/n’s thoughts were remarkably similar. She didn’t what Tom to keep speculating that she hated his hair, but also didn’t want him to think she was faking her reaction to reassure him.

But she wanted him to truly understand that nothing, especially not a hair cut, was going to change her feelings for him.

Y/n crawled into their bed, Tom following suit.

“I” Y/n says, kissing his left jaw.

“Love” she continues, kissing his cheekbone this time.

“You” y/n says, her lips pressing an open mouth kiss to his temple.

“T” she mumbles, her hands taking in what was left of his hair as her lips moved down to the right side of his face this time.

“So” she adds, kissing Tom’s right jaw.

Tom’s arms had not let go of her since joining her in their bed.

Instead, his arms were wandering around her precious frame while he closed his eyes in desire as her lips trailed his face.

“Damn”y/n comments, her lips on his right cheekbone.

“Much” she assures him, kissing his right temple.

Before Tom could compose himself and his thoughts enough to respond, y/n’s hands lowered to his face.

“Hair” she says, continuing a sentence Tom thought was over.

Y/N’s lips press against the right side of freshly shaved head.

Tom’s eyes flew open to look at the beautiful woman hovering over him.

“Or” she adds, kissing the left side of his head this time, the tingling sensation she’d been causing Tom to feel this whole time, increasing yet again.

“No” she says, kissing various places on/around his scalp tenderly as one of her hands went back up to feel the stubble again.

“Hair” she finishes, kissing his lips finally; Tom somehow melting in her arms even more.

Tom’s eyes trailed over her as she pulled back to look down at him. He felt his face flush as he realized how lovesick he must look.

He smiled and grabbed her hand from his hair and used that grip to hold her hand above her head as he eagerly but tenderly flipped the two of them until he was towering over her.

Tom leans down and kisses y/n’s delicious smile as he begins to take his time showing her how grateful he is for her.

—— A few months after——

Tom held y/n’s hand in his as they approached set again today.

They were on the final week of filming and Tom couldn’t be more excited to be approaching the end.

His hair had begun to grow back slightly, although he had been thoroughly assured y/n hadn’t minded the temporary change.

He himself however, missed his longer hair.

While she’d gotten herself adjusted to playing with his shorter hair, he had missed the way she’d unknowingly tug on his longer hair while cuddling and resulting in them getting closer to one another.

At this point he -as was required in the filming process for the purpose of showing how much time had passed - had a decent amount of his hair back and the crew was going to be assisting in making it seem even thicker and longer for his shoot today.

Being on the last week also meant no more surprises or tense scenes he had to prepare for.

Plus, Tom couldn’t wait to be able to relax with y/n and his family back in London.

Today they were to be filming the last few scenes of his character in prison and then going back and re-recording his reacquaintance with Emily from earlier in the movie after Cherry left Iraq.

The rest of the week would compose of reviewing the other scenes and reshooting as needed.

However, the Russo brothers had assured Tom the scenes where he was required to have a full buzz cut were successful and not needing to be reshot; much to Tom’s relief.

“I’m so proud of you baby. I know how hard this movie was for you” y/n/n whispers as she squeezes his hand.

“Thank you sunshine. You played a much bigger role in that success than I know you’ll ever accept credit for” Tom grins, squeezing her hand back.

—-

“Whew” Tom sighed, plopping down on the couch in his trailer.

Y/n giggled and pulled Tom up enough so she can join him and then rested his head on her chest.

Tom sunk in closer to her and closes his eyes as her hands begin stroking his head.

“You missed it huh?” Tom mumbled as he smirks up at her knowingly, his eyes remaining closed.

Y/n giggled nervously, making Tom’s heart flutter.

“A bit. To be fair, I never said I wouldn’t miss your longer hair” she reminded him, dragging her fingers from the top to the bottom of a single strand of his hair.

“True. I missed it too darling” Tom admitted in hopes it helps her not feel guilty.

“Mmm. You still looked hot” she promised, kissing his head, “but I do like the longer length more”.

Tom’s face reddened and he pressed his head into her chest as if concealing his blush.

“This fake hair is oddly realistic” Y/n said quietly, her fingers trailing over the extension portion of his hair.

“Mmm, wanting me to keep it in?” Tom asked, opening his eyes to look at her.

She kissed his nose and shook her head, “no, T. I can wait. It has grown back a lot already”.

Tom nodded, “good because it is itchy”.

Y/n laughed and shook her head at her insane boyfriend, “it itches and you were going to keep it in until your hair finished growing back?”

Tom bit his lip and shrugged, “if you wanted me to, yeah”.

“Thomas Stanley Holland, I love you. You do not need to do that, or anything else that makes you uncomfortable” she informed him, kissing his forehead.

“I love you too y/n/n, I just want you to be happy” he responded.

“I am T; I have you. That’s all I need to be happy baby” y/n commented, staring down at him.

“Good because you’ll always have me” Tom promised, kissing the back of her hand.

“We will be celebrating when it is done growing back in though” Y/n said suggestively, causing Tom to tilt his head up at her, a smirk on his face.

“Is that so?” He asked, intrigued.

Y/n hummed a yes and smirked at him before kissing his ear.

Tom sighed deeply and kissed her through his smirk, “does the fake hair count?”

“No” y/n teased, suppressing a laugh.

Despite knowing she wasn’t completely serious about cutting him off until then, he knew he needed to head back to set and now he has a cheeky way to excuse himself.

Tom pouted before standing up eagerly, “well, then I better go get more of those biotin supplement things!”.

Y/n laughed and shook her head as her boyfriend kissed her cheek before rushing back to set.

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