𝓣𝓸𝓶 𝓗𝓸𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔁 𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 - 4

Chubby Cheeks

𝐀/𝐍 - All credit goes to the writer farfromharry on Tumblr

Parings → Dad! Tom Holland x Mum! Reader

Warnings → none

Summary → Tom is just so in love with his baby girl's chubby cheeks, and he isn't shy on showing them some love.

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One very prominent thing about your 3-month-old daughter was just how chubby her little cheeks were. Tom was in love with them. He adored pressing kisses to them, insisting they were the perfect place to blow raspberries too. Any opportunity he got, he was pressing kisses to them or blowing raspberries on them to hear her laugh.

The two of you were once again gushing over your creation, who comfortably lay in Tom's lap, trying to reach for her dad.

"Look at her," he cooed, pressing yet another kiss to her cheeks. You shook your head gently, stroking your hand over her hair.

Ever since your daughter had been born less than a year ago, Tom had had this obsession with her tubby cheeks. She definitely didn't mind all the attention she received from her dad, often reciprocating his kisses by smacking her lips against his cheeks sloppily. That was the best kind of kiss she could give for her age.

"She's like a little hamster," you let out a snort, slapping his bicep as a warning.

"Don't compare our daughter to an animal," he said, trying to stop himself from laughing at the way you were holding back your own laughter, scolding yourself for finding it funny. You had to at least try and defend your baby.

Upon seeing you laughing, Scarlett began to laugh too, her smile growing wide. In that moment, you never thought your baby could look more like Tom. The little smile on his lips was identical to hers, and even if he was adamant that she looked like you, you thought she was his little twin. That was also where you were sure she got those chubby cheeks, seeing as Tom looked pretty much the same when he was a baby.

"You're just so beautiful, aren't you, bub," he whispered, pressing a simple peck to either cheek. He helped her up so she was resting with her back against his chest, her hands trying to grab at you sitting in front of her.

"Y/N," Tom whispered, pulling your attention away from the baby.

"What?"

"Look." He gently squeezed her cheeks together between his fingers and thumb, making the girl look utterly adorable in your eyes.

"We made such a gorgeous baby, you know that?"

"It's because she looks like you," he flirted, sending a wink your way. You rolled your eyes, looking between Scarlett and then her dad.

"She's your twin, Tom, who do you think she gets those cheeks from?"

He pouted as you got up from the bed, intending on doing something useful with the rest of your day. He lifted his chin, puckering his lips for you to kiss him, which you gladly did.

"My cute little hamsters."

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