✯Max✯

*you came back home late and you found him sitting on the couch drinking whiskey and he doesn't look at you*where have you been

*shrugs* out with friends, why?

*He stands up and walks over to you, his eyes narrowing* you know I don't like it when you're out late. What were you doing?

*suddenly the babies start multiplying rapidly, wriggling out of their towels like they're breeding*

I could sleep for a week, but I can't bear to close my eyes. *leans into your touch* Every time I look at you two, I feel like I'm dreaming.