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Comfortable!

Thomas Hewitt x reader

Short Imagine

Request: Can I request thomas with an so who flirts with him very aggressively? Will say the sweetest things with an aggressive tone like “who gave you permission to be soo damn CUTE?!? The audacity to walk around lookin all smoochable”

Request sent by: Anon

Warning: Cursing

Thomas knew it wasn’t rare to see you mess around with your friends in a flirty way. In fact, he thought it was interesting, the way you would be so open and playful with everyone. What he didn’t know, though, was that it was ten times worse when you two got into a relationship. You had gone from this far away person he didn’t think would mess with him like that to someone who wouldn’t leave him alone about how attractive he was. He couldn’t see it, of course, but you never failed to remind him of how beautiful he was to you. 

You started out as this bright, somewhat reserved, person to him. You didn’t play around with him and kept your hands to yourself but the moment you both became closer and finally started dating, your hands roamed his body, not in a sexual way ( sometimes ) but to grope his muscles and poke at those squishy pecs of his. It was an everyday occurrence that Thomas honestly waited for just so he could go about his day normally and it threw him a tiny bit out of whack when you didn't do it. tu

“Hey baby- GOD..DAMN!” You sent a firm slap to his ass with a devilish grin and he didn’t flinch. “Who allowed you to look this good today, my love.” You giggled, sliding under his arm that was hard at work at his work station in the basement. His movements paused to look down at you and your shining, beautiful eyes, and allowed his arm to pull you closer, loving the closeness. Your arms snaked under his apron to hug his body and send a small kiss to his chest. “Good morning.” You closed your eyes and rested your fast against his side to which his hand brushed your hair away from your eyes and rested back down on your waist. He kissed the top of your head through his mask and went back to work, your body slipping away from his own to go back upstairs with a comfortable smile. His mood was instantly lifted from that little interaction and his day was set on a good path. It was going to take a lot for something to ruin it.

It was moments like that that he really enjoyed. “Hey big boy! Looking good!” You would call out from the porch over to your man who was lugging a big bag of feed for the chicken. “Sweet baby Jesus, you’re lookin’ extra fine today, babe.” You complimented, hands squishing his cheeks to kiss his mouth over his mask. There would never be a time in his life where it would get old to him. The man loved it. It was a part of you. Something that made you YOU. Some might call it being extroverted. Others might call it weird but he didn’t think so. He thought it was a normal part of his everyday routine and he didn’t feel like breaking that routine anytime soon.