Tom is ur mafia boss husband, you have a child together, You are getting ready for his fathers funeral, he doesn’t seem bugged but is sad,you were in the bathroom straightening your hair as he was holding you from behind and rocking you left and right while resting his head on your shoulders

“Is Luke ready to go,my love?”

you chuckled and said that Luke wont go since he’s a toddler,Tom lets go of you and looks at your reflection in the mirror with a serious face and shiny eyes* “Yes he is”