Tommyinnit x male reader

Chapter 8 ~so how are you?~

   "Why are you giving me a hug?? Let me go!" You growled, a soft blush growing on your face. You weren't used to this.
    Even when you lived with pro hero Midnight(even if she wasn't there very long each day) she respected your space and barely had physical interactions with you.
     "Do you want me to stop then?" He asked, getting a bit nervous. You shook your head lightly and just tried to relax. You had to get used to this. He sighed a breath of relief and let his arms fall to your waist, making you tense up.
    This was getting too intimate for you, you almost wanted to pull away. Though it was.. a little comforting and almost reassuring.

~~~~time skip~~~~

    A week after the incident with the hug, you got a little more comfortable around tommy, and you helped out Mrs. Simons around the house when you had a chance, as a sort of thanks.
  
     "Hey big man, today we're going to meet up with Wilbur and Toga to see how they're getting along and check up on 'em." Tommy explained, looking at you with a smile present on his face.
  "Okay. When are we leaving though? And where is it?" You questioned him, curiosity find itself showing in your (e/c) orbs.
   "It's called Queen's park. It's in Brighton which isn't too far away. We should be leaving in 15 to 20 minutes." He said, putting on a puffy blue jacket and heading downstairs to get breakfast.

   "Hello Mrs. Simons. Do you need any help with making breakfast or setting the table?" You asked politely, walking into the kitchen.
   "No thank you dear, it's alright. Just sit down at the dining table, and breakfast should be ready in about five minutes." She spoke, her accent thick.

~~~~time skip~~~~

   "Breakfast was great Mrs. Simons, thank you for the hospitality." Bowing slightly before taking your plate and cleaning it off and setting it in the sink.
    "It's alright sweetie, it's about time you boys left to meet your friends though. And Tommy? Be good for Wilbur." She said, reminding us.
    "Yes mum, I'll be good. Come on (m/n)!" Tommy said, trying to get you to hurry. Glaring in his direction, you walked to the front door and pushed him out, closing it behind you.

   "So do you have any idea on how you're going to get home?" Tommy asked, trying to start a conversation. "Well, I'm trying to figure that out with someone who helped get me here. It's still going to take time but we're figuring it out." You explained, putting your hands behind your head.

   "So..I remember that you told me you liked to paint.. What kind of things do you usually paint?" Tommy asked, changing the subject.
   "I usually paint things like animals, or my surroundings." You explained, looking up at the sky for a minute before returning your gaze to rest on what was ahead of you."

   "That sounds really cool, what do your surroundings usually look like?" He asked, excitement sparking inside of him.
    "Sometimes there are trees, lakes, the time of day matters, there's also the amount of people that might be there.." Almost muttering, you started zoning out about the conditions in which you paint.

   "Pog! Look, we're here. Oh and I see Wibur!" Tommy said, jogging to Wilbur and his house guest.

   

   "So how are you doing with toga? Has she been manageable for you?" You ask, walking up to the tall beanie wearing male.