Tom Nookie

Rainy Day

You woke up to the sound of the loud rumbling sky... The transparent curtains made the rain's shadow reflect on the floor. You slowly opened your eyes to see Nook soundly asleep. You tip-toed your way to your dresser, where you changed into a flowing hoodie dress. You sneaked your way over to the kitchen where you started to make the pancake batter. 

Y/n's POV

I love rainy days like this. Makes me want to curl up on the couch and read a good book. Since last night I really feel I made a great connection with Nook. Somehow he seems less intimidating... Or maybe it's because he is so small now...  Either way, I feel much more comfortable and I think I may actually grow to like the guy. 

Anyways, I beat the batter rapidly and proceeded to pour it onto a hot pan. The batter's contact with the pan made a loud sizzling noise, that I think might have woken Nook up... A few moments later I flipped all the pancakes onto a single plate and placed it on the dining table. I placed two empty plates beside it and walked up to my room to see if Tom was ready for breakfast. 

I walked in to see Tom patiently sitting up on the small bed. "Good morning Mr.Nook" I walked over to him. "Oh, why good morning Ms.Y/n, rainy day we're having, hm?" 

"Yes, there is quite a storm out there!" I chuckled. I noticed Tom looked slightly bigger. It looked as if the spell was slowly wearing off. He was a tad bigger than my palm now, but not any bigger than my whole hand. His clothes seemed a little tight and he did seem a bit uncomfortable... "I see the spell is kinda wearing off, that's great news! But are you okay with wearing those same clothes? They seem a bit small..." I grasped his vest a little, making him blush. "That's perfectly fine Ms. Y/n, no need to worry. They fit just fine!" He reassured. "Well okay, if you say so! But don't be afraid to ask me. I have amateur sewing skills and a lot of  nice fabric you could wear!" I picked him up from where he was standing. "No no, it's really okay Ms. Y/n you don't have to!" 

I nodded and took him downstairs where I placed him on the dining table... With a fork, I took the hot fluffy pancakes and placed two on each plate. I drizzled sweet syrup, sprinkled in a pinch of cinnamon, and topped them off with a mixture of thinly cut strawberries and bananas. I cut Nook's pancakes into fours so it would be much easier for him to eat. "Oh, my Ms. Y/n these look absolutely exquisite! Where did you learn to cook so well?" 

"Oh well haha- My mom taught me! I'm glad you like it!" I say as I feel my cheeks flush bright pink, It feels so nice when someone appreciates your hard cooking. We both ate and we smiled at the soft, sweetly spiced taste of the pancakes. A few minutes later we were both stuffed! I was so full! I placed the dishes in the sink and saw that Tom seemed a bit uncomfortable, his tight vest and pants made it a bit hard to breathe. We just ate an awful lot and it made sense that the clothes were just not big enough. I had to find something fast... "Oh, Mr. Nook! Don't worry, I'll get you something else to wear!" I quickly trotted upstairs. "You- Really don't have to- Ms. Y/n..." He blew tiny gasps, I knew he was very stubborn but he had to wear something else! Poor Nook, I hated when my clothes were too small to fit on me. I understood the pain... I then remembered I had a small Teddy bear dressed in a light green onesie beside my bed, the style might be a bit childish but it looks like the perfect fit! 

I ran back downstairs with the onesie in my hand. Tom was silently gasping eagerly, trying to stretch his vest a little but couldn't manage the strength. "I'm sorry Mr. Nook but this was all I could find... If you can't manage to dress, I can help if it's alright with you?" I didn't just want to yank off my own Landlord's clothes off- Actually, I didn't want to yank off ANYONE'S clothes off. But his clothes didn't really seem to let him move much. He hesitated a bit, but the anxious need to have the tight clothes off was more than to make him nod his head in agreement. 

I nodded back. I then gently removed his green vest and placed it aside. I then slowly unbuttoned his white long-sleeved collar shirt, as I tried not to hurt him. I was trying my best to be careful, his small appearance made him seem so fragile... He looked up at me a bit worriedly, his cheeks flushed red. I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable, but I couldn't really change how embarrassing for both of us this all was. I felt my cheeks burn up, but it didn't stop me from trying to help him. I carefully unbuckled his pants, and lightly pulled the zipper down. His face seemed to redden more as he looked the other way, averting my eyes. I could feel my face get very heated as well but it was for the sake of his own good! I wasn't going to leave him to suffer in hardly breathable clothes just because I wouldn't go through the embarrassment of simply changing him... But still, it was quite an awkward situation...  I finally managed to slip his pants off and fold them neatly aside. I'm just relieved he wore underclothes... I then took the soft light green onesie and helped him slide both his feet in. He then tucked both his arms in as I fastened the buttons in the back. I didn't know what to say-... My throat was tied in a knot, It made me feel so tense! I couldn't bring myself to say anything...

Tom's POV

I can feel my legs weaken more at every touch of her hand, to the point I'm not sure I can even stand up properly... Oh, I couldn't think of anything that has happened in my life that was more embarrassing than this! I could feel my face steaming up to my ears, and my poor heart felt as if it was thumping out of my chest... My feelings for Ms. Y/n have never felt so heart-throbbing! But I have to push my feelings aside for Y/n...I didn't want her to know the truth about how I felt about her...She would be disgusted!... Oh, but I couldn't help but feel so helpless in the gentle hands of Ms. Y/n... I was such a fool to her tender touch... 

Y/n's POV 

I finished buttoning the onesie up as I quickly put my hands to the side. I couldn't help but feel the tension in the room... I decided to speak first "I-I apologize for having to do that, but I hope the Onesie is fitting..." I say in a sheepishly-faint voice. He looked up at me, his face looked absolutely painted red and his tail was all puffed up. "Y-yes yes, the clothes are quite fitting... T-thank you..." His voice hoarse and also quite muffled. We both stared awkwardly and then looked away... When was this shameful torture going to end???  Suddenly there was an abrupt knock on the door. I rushed to open the door- Who could be knocking at my door in all this rain? Either way... I'm glad they did...