"KEEP IT DOWN, JESUS-"

tommy x y/n oneshot

(PLATONIC, JOKING FLIRTING bc why not? xD)


I sit at my desk, tightly gripping the pen in my hand. I let out an angry groan, glaring at my sheet of paper. The cause of my anger? Well, I'm sure you'll see in a moment. I pause as I look over to my right, staring at the wall for a moment. I sigh as I turn back to my desk, returning to writing out algebra equations that I don't understand but apparently have to do. "Maybe he's finally shut up, or the landlord called him," O mutter to myself, chuckling shortly.

My joy is cut short as a loud shout echos from the room to my right, followed by loud, hysterical laughter. Whose laughter? Tom's. Who is Tom? My neighbor and new friend that I mistakingly made, but would never want to lose. He's a sweetheart, and a bit of a dick sometimes and he can not. I repeat, CAN NOT, control his volume.

"GOD, THAT'S IT!" I shout out of anger, slamming my pen down on my desk. "I'm so FUCKING DONE!" I stand up out of my chair, almost knocking it to the floor. My anger vanishes for a moment as my hands fly for the chair, sighing as I catch it. I move and push the chair under the desk, my anger returning. I turn and rush out of my room and out of my apartment, walking over to the door beside me. I bang on it loudly, glaring at the door.

I stand and wait for the door to open, arms crossed. As my patience starts to run out, the door is pulled open and a tall, blonde male stands in front of me. I stare at his chest for a moment before composing myself, looking up and meeting his eyes.

"What do you want?" The blonde asked, clearly a bit annoyed but doesn't seem to be intentionally coming off as rude. "I'm kind of in the middle of something."

"Oh yeah, Tom?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. "Well, I'm kind of in the middle of something too, but- you know, I just- I can't concentrate." I shift my weight from one foot to the other, putting a finger on my chin. "I just, I don't know, maybe it's because YOU'RE YELLING AT THE TOP OF YOUR FUCKING LUNGS?!"

The blonde flinched, glaring at me. "I am NOT yelling, and I am offended you would accuse me of such acts," he speaks, crossing his arms and smirking. SMIRKING. The fucking audacity.

"You were!!" I shout, throwing my hands up in anger. "I can literally hear you from my bedroom, you need to quiet down! If you don't, I'm gonna report you to the landlord."

Tom stifles a laugh, lifting a hand to his mouth. "Aw, you gonna report me like the fucking Karen you are, Y/n?"

I glare at the tall male in anger, clenching my fists. "Fuck you, you bitch."

"I'm sure you'd want to," Tom jokes to get a rise out of Y/n, laughing. Unbeknownst to him, he wouldn't expect what was coming next.

I grab the blonde by the collar of his hoodie and tug him down to my height, bringing my hand up and smacking him across the face. He let out a pained yelp, shoving me away and clutching his cheek. "YOU'RE SUCH A PERVERTED PRICK!"

"WELL YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO SLAP ME!" Tom shouts, glaring at me.

We argued longer, the fight soon being broken up by someone walking up to us. "Great, it's you two," the person speaks, more specifically the landlord, rolling their eyes. "If I hear any complaints and I find out you two are the reason, you're getting evicted. You hear me?"

We both freeze and nod quickly, and the landlord walks off. We watch as the landlord walks off before looking back at each other, stifling our laughs. Only after a moment did they both burst into laughter, the young adults now doubled over.

"That- that was amazing," Tom says through his laughs, trying to catch his breath.

"I couldn't- couldn't agree more," I reply through my giggles, smiling. I sigh and stand up, running a hand through my hair. I look over at the blonde, frowning at the red mark on his cheek. "Hey, I- I'm sorry for slapping you. I was just angry, and-"

"Hey, it's alright, mate," Tom speaks with a light chuckle, rubbing his cheek. "And I'm sorry for, you know, calling you a Karen and that other stuff. I uh, may have overstepped some boundaries."

"It's fine," I add, chuckling. "Just- please, keep it down while you're streaming, will you? And stop with the sex jokes, they really aren't that funny." My face goes blank as I finish my sentence.

"Yeah, yeah, I will," Tom agrees with a chuckle, nodding.

We smile and hug it out before heading back into our separate apartments. I sigh as I walk into my room and sit down at my desk, grabbing my pen. I flinch as I hear a yell from my right, which is quickly followed by an apology from the blonde. I chuckle and roll my eyes, going back to my work. Some people never change, but at least he's trying.