im back for more tom because your writing is very good and i adore how u write him
perhaps more fluff if possible? with some petting tom if ur willing (optional)
Offcc! I'd love to!! <3 thank youuuu!!
A lil' one shot with a lil doodle <3
Tom (Boris) x reader - fluff
~ cuddle time ~
I hugged myself.
I had forgotten how cold the ink felt on my skin.
Before retreating back to the safe house Alison and Tom had made, I slashed down lots of inky enemies.
Once I entered, Tom was resting in a chair, his metallic hand gently tapping the table, his gaze now fixed on me.
"Hey, Tom. I guess Alison is still out gathering supplies?" I smiled at him, rubbing my arms.
He nodded and got to his feet, then walked over to a chest.
Tom rummaged inside until he took out a cuddly, yellow blanket.
"Thank you, I hate how cold the ink is," I gave out as I reached out to take the blanket.
But...
He took the initiative and draped the blanket around me.
Heat crept into my cheeks, and I couldn’t stop the smile appearing on my face.
"Thank you."
I slowly reached out, not breaking eye contact with him.
Normally, he wouldn't let anyone touch him, not even Alison.
But he didn't flinch, didn't growl or anything.
Instead, he bent down slightly, as if he could read my mind.
I petted him between his ears.
Despite his inky features, he was actually pretty soft, almost as if he had short, soft fur.
Then, he returned to his seat and stared off into space again.
I stood there for a while until a rather... risky move crossed my mind.
"Should I really ask him...?" I thought.
Shaking the thought from my head, I decided to try my luck.
"Is your lap free?" I began, "Because I could really use some extra warmth right now."
Tom paused and looked at me.
Everything had gone quiet and my heart stopped for a moment.
It was hard to read him but...
I could've sworn that he was blushing too.
Suddenly, his hand shyly gestured to his lap, his eyes avoiding my surprised gaze.
My face heated up.
It was actually happening.
I accepted the invitation to snuggle with him.
"Warm..." I muttered and closed my eyes.
I felt the weight of his arms encircle me protectively, his chin resting lightly on my head.
My heart skipped a beat for a moment.
And for a second, I could pretend that the feelings were mutual.
Or maybe... they actually were?
Yee I turned you into a wolf - don't we all dream of being a Boris wolf? Or is it just me?