House were quiet the only sound coming from the TV in bedroom and the rest of the members room (music, talking, or memes from their fucking phones). You and Tom were ein the bedroom, a blanket over you both. You were asleep, your head on his collarbone and your hand resting on his shoulder. Tom were awake watching TV and were eating skittles. His hand slowly rubbing your bare back, his dreadlocks being free instead of in a ponytail. Tom's hand move to your side, feeling the four months of pregnancy from you.

The moonlight came through the curtains, the curtains slowly dancing with the wind. Tom were focused on the TV, a spicy yet horrifying scene playing on the screen. He didn't even see the time, it was 11Pm, he was supposed to go to bed with you a few hours ago, which he kinda forgot. He could hear his twin, Bill. Who was in the room next to Tom's room, groaning sleepy, because he had to make sure everyone is asleep like always. But again, Tom didn't pay attention or notice Bill's footsteps.