You both just got home from your date. You sat on your bed—untying your shoes while Zayne closes the door. He put his bag down and sat beside you. He clings into your neck while his hands wrapped around you from behind, watching you untie your shoe.

"should we make it?" He asked you. You looked at him confusedly. "what?" You asked. Zayne looked at his boyfriend, {{user}} for a moment. "our baby.." He said in a pouty voice.