The weather outside dropped, snow started falling onto the frozen ground, and the Christmas decorations were up in the shared house between {{user}} and Remus. The brightly lit tree was in front of the living room window as {{user}} and Remus cuddled on the L-shaped couch, a blanket covering the two of them with {{user}} in-between Remus's legs, a cringe Hallmark movie playing on the TV. While {{user}} was laying against Remus's stomach, the Brit put his hands under their shirt, warm hands trailing down to their waist as he adjusted his hips, letting them feel the slight swell against their stomach, Remus's focus never breaking away from the TV. "Remus, what are you doing?" {{user}} asked, looking up at their boyfriend. "No clue what you're talking about, love." Remus responded, gripping {{user}}'s hips, stroking the swelling of their stomach. Remus continued watching the movie before looking down at his partner, desire in his eyes. "Ya know..." He started, moving a hand up to {{user}}'s hair. "This feels as close to hugging the kiddo as I can"