Fine Line | Tom Holland [ceo!au]

fine line | tom holland [ceo!au]

Summary: heavily influenced by the movie "the proposal"

Faced with deportation to his native United Kingdom, the playboy CEO Holland's Tech Point located in the Big Apple, Tom Holland, tells the world that he's engaged to marry Y/N Y/L/N, his hapless assistant. Y//N reluctantly agrees but has a few propositions of her own, including flying across the country for him to meet her eccentric family.

With a immigration agent hot on their trials and watching their every move, Tom and Y/N must stick to their plan despite numerous bumps in the road.

pairing: ceo!tomholland x secretary!reader

warnings: will be posted with each chapter, almost like a crack fic, tom is a bit of an asshole sometimes, SMUT, steamy, super sweet

I. lights up

II. treat people with kindness

III. canyon moon

IV. she

V. watermelon sugar (m)

VI. cherry (m)

VII. adore you

VIII. sunflower vol 6 (m)

IX. falling

X. to be so lonely

XI. fine line (m)

XII. golden

the barnes' are still loud

pairing: neighbor!bucky x reader

about: after resigning from being a PA, you move back in with your parents in the suburbs and it turns out, your neighbors, the barnes', are still. fucking. loud.

warnings: language (i think there's just 1 word tho), parents being judgemental aaand i dont think there's anything else

a/n: hey guys! how are you? i've been so uninspired and busy that i had to discontinue my smau: talk. anyways here's a oneshot that i hope you'll enjoy! let me know your thoughts about this, or if you want me to make a part two or sumn hehehehe. feedbacks, likes, and reblogs are always appreciated!

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there you are, back home.

you loved coming home. whether it be for holidays, weekends, or just random days when you don't have to work and you want to visit your parents. you are the only child in your family, so you always did your best to come by and spend some time with them.

before you could even set your foot on the last step to the front door, your parents came out of it and attacked you with tight hugs, "hey honey we missed you! how was your flight?" 

they dragged you in your childhood home along with your bags, "it was fine, thank you. and i missed you guys too! what have you guys been up to?" you asked, even though you already know what they've been up to since you call or facetime each other as often as possible ever since you moved out for college.

"you know, your dad's been cleaning and redecorating the house every month," your mom explained, "this month's theme: earth tones." your dad nodded as you smiled widely at the couple. you've always admired how they always seem to do something creative with their time.

you nodded, "ahhh, so that's why it looks different than when we facetimed last time." your mom showed you around some more and pointed out what they changed and the new things that they bought. they both toured you around the house as if you've never been there, and looking at the rooms and spaces now, you did feel like it was your first time in the house.

after touring you around and putting your bags in your old room, the three of you went to the dining room where you used to always hang out with them while eating. there on the table laid a lot of pastries that you figured your mom baked, "your mom's baking business is doing really well too," your dad said, pointing to some boxes that has your mom's brand stickers on it.

your mom nodded proudly, "yeah! and i started selling your favorite pastry, you know, the one i used to make for you? and its a hit!"

"oh really? thats wonderful!" you hugged her tightly, your way of saying how happy you are for her.

your mom's a great baker, which is why you pushed her to make a living out of it. she argued how they didn't have enough money for a place and you told her that she should start by having them made to order so that they could do it at home and have them delivered, which is what they do now, until they save up enough money to have their own bakery.

"oh and the barnes are still so. fucking. loud," your dad said, rolling his eyes.

your mom gasped, lightly slapping your dad's arm, "honey, language!"

"but its true!" your dad defended, sitting down next to you on the dining table and grabbing a cookie.

your mom sighed, "well, yeah, it is true."

the barnes are the loudest people you've ever known. unfortunately, they lived across from you, so your family and your neighbors always hear the arguments that mr. and mrs. barnes have, which apparently, they like to do early in the morning. your parents befriended them before and it was always just small talks that didn't last for longer than 2 minutes. you've met them once and they seemed okay then, but then again, people are different with other people. you also know their kids, bucky and rebecca. the three of you went to the same high school, but you never really cross paths with them. bucky is 2 batches higher than you while rebecca is a batch lower than you.

your face twisted in grimace, "they still shout early in the morning?" you remembered how you used to always wake up early to mr. and mrs. barnes shouting at each other. you sometimes wondered why they don't just file for divorce.

"they're extra loud now. i didn't think it was possible," your dad complained, "they're worse than alarm clocks, and you know how much i hate alarm clocks."

grabbing a cupcake, your mom nodded, "and they had a party there last week cause apparently, their son came home from somewhere too. we didn't have any sleep that night. they were so noisy until 5am."

"somebody even threw up in our front yard. our front yard!" your dad said while chewing his cookie.

"the roses never saw it coming," your mom shook her head, "anyway, enough about the barnes. you know, you never told us why you came home all of a sudden?

"well, i resigned," you said after drinking your water. you knew your parents won't be mad at you since they've always been supportive of your decisions.

"oh no, why? you were doing so good there," your mom asked while sitting down across from you.

"yeah but uh, i wanted to do something different other than being an assistant," you shrugged.

being a personal assistant was pretty tough, but you weirdly enjoyed it. being productive was something that you've always liked. add in the fact that the company you worked for has not just the best commodities and facilities, etcetera, but it also has the best people to work with. sure, there are a few people that are rude, but there's more people that are very friendly and kind that made your time there much better.

your boss, ceo natasha romanoff, is also the best. periodt. you've been working for her ever since you graduated college, and for the whole time, she's been so kind and generous. just after a few weeks of working for her, you two became close, so when you told her that you were resigning, she took it badly. that was the first time you saw her cry and hug your legs, something you never thought the natasha romanoff would ever do in all her lives. after lots of hours of the both of you sobbing, you finally made her realize that you want to do something else with your life. she hesitantly let you go, with the promise of still seeing each other whenever you're in the city.

your dad nodded, "i understand, honey. so, do you have a plan?"

"not really. right now, i just wanna help you guys with the baking thing"

your mom clapped her hands excitedly, "oh we'd love that!" she said as they gave you yet another tight hug

"great! oh and can i also move back in here for a while?" you asked.

"of course!"

after a few days of you staying at your parents' house, you adapted to a new routine. breakfast, help your mom in baking, help your dad in gardening, shower, a nice lunch, continue baking with your mom, and deliver with your dad or on your own, and dinner. once in a while, the three of you peek through your windows to see what the barnes are shouting or making some noise about, like right now.

"the barnes got a new car!" your dad shouted, only loud enough for you and your mom to hear.

"again?" your mom asked, running towards the window, still with flour on her hands. both of your parents hid at the wall and just slightly moved the curtain to the side to see the commotion outside. you doubted that people from across the street can see them since your windows are tinted and your houses are a bit far away.

you ran towards them, also with flour on your hands and face, "damn that's a nice car," the two of them looked at you weirdly, "what? it is!" you defended.

they looked back at the barnes who are outside, mr. barnes, who was looking at the outside of the pickup car and his son, who's in the car "it's a loud car in a quiet neighborhood," your dad shook his head disapprovingly.

"maybe it's bucky's car?" you wondered as they look at you again as if asking you how the hell you knew this bucky. you rolled your eyes, "i went to the same high school as him, remember? he's a couple years older than me?"

your mom nodded, "oh yeah."

you clapped your hands to get their attentions, "okay y/l/n's lets get to work! and stop watching the neighbors."

you and your mom went back to the kitchen to resume what you were doing as your dad went to the garage to fix his car. you continued putting the last batch of batter in the trays, while your mom's designing the cupcakes.  according to your mom, its some orders from her clients including an order by one of your friends, wanda, for her twins.

"so, now that its just us girls...tell me about your boyfriend," after finishing the cupcake she was designing, your mom looked up to you and wiggled her eyebrows.

"are you talking about andrew?" you asked since you know how your mom tend to forget some things now.

she smiled, "yeah, how's he?"

you sighed, "mom, i keep telling you, we broke up three years ago"

she looked confused at first, probably trying to remember when you told her that information, "oh right! who are you seeing now?"

after filling up the tray, you placed it in the oven. you took out the one that was in there before and let it cool. you shrugged, "just...this guy"

your mom stopped what she was designing and looked back up at you, "oooh i remember 'this guy'. you know, you're gonna have to tell me his name or i'm gonna have to start thinking that 'this guy' is his name," she said, continuing what she was doing.

"i don't wanna say it yet, cause i'm still not sure where it's going, so..." you said as you helped your mom in designing the rest of the cupcakes.

"no pressure, honey. i was just teasing. okay so these are done! the rest are for my other clients. honey, you sure you wanna deliver them to wanda's? you know, your dad can do it."

"yeah. besides, i also wanna see wanda, i havent seen her in years," you grabbed a box and started placing the cupcakes in it for wanda.

"oh, you'll love her twins! they are just the sweetest! i can't wait til you have your own," your mom wiggled her eyebrows at you, making you laugh, "oh stop. please."

she raised her hands in surrender, "im just teasing."

and so, you delivered the boxes of cupcakes to wanda's new house. she introduced you to her twins, billy and tommy, who are just as sweet as your mom said. you and wanda hung out to catch up until her husband, vision, came home from work. after you told wanda that you were gonna be in town for a while, the two of you made plans of hanging out along with your high school friends. you headed home after you finally said your goodbyes.

for dinner, you cooked for your parents a simple meal that you made yourself back in your apartment whenever you had the time. after eating and cleaning up, you decided to go to the store to buy some things for yourself.

"hey dad, im heading out. gonna buy some food and stuff. you need anything?" you asked, grabbing the house keys.

he gave you the car keys, "not really, thanks though honey. you got the keys to the door?"

you nodded and headed out not before your parents telling you to be safe. driving to the store only took you 10 minutes. you bought some things you needed since you didn't bring all your things with you yet. you need to go back to the city to pack your things and bring them back to your parents' house soon. you thought that there's no point in keeping that apartment since you don't work there anymore.

you also went to the junk foods aisle to get some snacks that you wanted. one of the snacks that you wanted was on the top shelf, and you weren't that tall. you looked around to find someone who can help you, unfortunately, there was no one near. jump, you thought, just jump.

and so, you did.

you jumped until you finally grabbed a bag of chips, the other bags of chips beside the one you grabbed fell down to you. panicking, you grabbed the ones that fell and stuffed them to the part of the shelf that you can reach.

"ahh, a y/l/n making a mess outside of their house," a voice said from your right. bucky barnes.

you narrowed your eyes at him, "ahh, another barnes who can't keep their mouth shut."

bucky chuckled, "here let me help you out." he grabbed some of the bag of chips on the floor and placed them on the right shelf. "thanks," you said, putting the snack on your cart.

after he placed them all back on the top shelf, he looked back at you and said, "i missed you."

you wrapped your arms around his waist as he hugged you back, "i missed you too. i had to go to your apartment to get some of your shirts just so i could smell you," you admitted. you were wearing one of his shirts right now.

"aww, you're crazy about me," he pulled away and held your shoulders to look at you.

you rolled your eyes, "you're one to talk, i found some of my perfumes in your closet. what's that about?" you smirked at him.

"damn it! that's where i left them!" bucky said jokingly, making you laugh.

when the two of you finished buying whatever you needed, you hung out for a while at the back of his pickup car, where he had a lot of pillows and blankets arranged neatly.

"so, your parents still hate mine?" he asked, after drinking his beer.

you nodded, "yep, and yours? do they still hate mine?" apparently, the barnes thought you and your family are messy and loud. when bucky told you this, you were beyond mad so you screamed to the top of your lungs all of your complaints about the barnes'. then you remembered, it was his family you were talking about. "don't worry, i think they're louder too," he told you.

"mhm" he hummed, "so i guess we're not telling them that we've been seeing each other for 2 years yet?" he asked, holding you in his arms as the two of you watch the stars.

you looked up at him and smiled, "yeah, that's not happening for a while."

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