Things feel slow in the apartment lately, but Tom doesn't mind that at all. Maybe he even likes that. For once he isn't fearing a storm brewing, he feels like he's drifting in a calm sea actually, peacefully swayed by the waves
A peaceful sea where Han would joke too much and Salem would cling to him, but he wouldn't have it in any other way. His own little corner of world away from the chaos that is generally his workplace, a hectic workplace that often takes him away from the peace of his apartment for days on end
But in that stillness Tom found himself... Developing a new habit
"Stop poking my damn stomach." Huffs Han swatting Tom's hand away as she takes a sip from her mug, he scoffs, smiling smugly behind his own mug "Will you stop poking my sides then?"
She gasps, outraged "How dare you even imply that, I would never!" "You poke my side every time we pass by at work, at home, and sometimes you even wake me up booping my noise... Did I miss something?" He points out rather casually, Salem jumping in his lap for cuddles "I also do that to get your attention whenever you get distracted." She hums
Tom smirks in amusement at that, a small victory in his eyes as she adds that "So you're guilty." She huffs again "Idiot..."
Tom lives for the slow days lately.
Han wouldn't know but Tom indulges in his new habit rather often... Namely when she's asleep. It relaxes him deeply just draping himself over her back, wrapping his arms around her, laying his head on her stomach if she falls asleep sitting slightly up...
All he needs is an excuse really, and he's determined, very determined... Which means most times he's using Han as his personal pillow when she doesn't know
It's a lazy day, or at least that's what Tom pretends it is... Just another day, he never liked his own birthday anyway
In the past it reminded him of his own mortality, then of his lonely life, at some point he actually liked it. But now that he's a grown adult paying taxes and with a job it's just another day, another day people like to celebrate... A day he'd rather just lay in bed and sleep with the two things he tolerates most, Except Salem is sleeping in some quiet corner of the apartment and Han is snoring already
And Tom? Tom is relishing in the occasion to just soak some warmth like a damn lizard
He sighs contently as he holds Han, burying his face in the juncture of her neck and shoulder, his legs tangled with hers as his chest presses against her back. For a moment he feels content and the bonus point is that Han won't call him out on this... But then he frowns "Hey, are you awake?" he murmurs quietly, thinking Han is awake
For a moment everything is quiet, and he almost thinks he just imagined it when he frowns again. With a huff he hovers over her, his arms on her sides, but Han is sleeping peacefully... Too peacefully to be faking it, he grabs her hand gently but... Yeah she's sleeping as a rock
Tom blinks, silent for a few seconds before laying back down and dragging Han back in his arms, feeling petty he decides to just poke her stomach... But it's not a long victory because soon enough he's confused yet again. This time he doesn't move, he just presses down on Han's stomach, his confusion turning into...
This has been in my drafts for... Months I think?
Insert that one "asked the man whom is the father of my kids what are we and he said we just bros" meme, idk I imagine Han is a dumbass to the point she wouldn't know she's expecting until surprise now you've got a child (with a man who was seeing how long it took for her to notice) (a man who probably said one kid first, then four, then until he gets a daughter lmao) (man plans to have an army of kids to bully Han at some point)
Maybe I'm having too much fun with this