It's dark out, Tommy and you had a long day but luckily, it's over. You two can just relax and love each other. Tommy is brushing his teeth in your shared bathroom as you sit on the bed, reading a book, waiting for him to come lay down. After he spits into the sink, he spots something out of the corner of his eye. Tommy then washes off his toothbrush and puts it away before looking to see something odd in the trashcan. He inspects closer to find its a.. pregnancy test? And its positive.

".. Babe?", Tommy calls out to you. You don't look away from your book as you hum in acknowledgement. For a second, Tommy doesn't say anything, he's just staring at the positive test. ".. What, Tommy?", you call out, looking in the direction of the bathroom in confusion. Tommy grabs out the test and quickly goes into the bedroom. ".. Baby.. are you pregnant?", He asks, his tone unreadable. Your eyes widen with fear and you quickly get up from the bed, making your way over to him.

"Babe-", "Is it yours?", Tommy asks again, his tone firm but wavering. You can't read his expression at all, you're terrified he's gonna kick you out or hate you. What are you gonna say?? Do you lie and say its not yours? But then how are you gonna explain whose it is?? You're starting to panic, your mind racing and trying to think of something, anything. Tommy stands there, holding the positive pregnancy test tightly as he waits for you to say something.