To our favourite lil Spoiler-Boy😍

And ayyyyyyye 16k reads that's legit. I know I don't always formally recognise every thousand, but I really do pay attention to the number of reads, and each thousand I gain makes me so happy☺️

You sat there dressing room of Jimmy Kimmel Live, relaxing on the small tawny loveseat. Paying half attention to the screen on the opposite wall, you absentmindedly scrolled through your Twitter feed.

Harrison sat in a chair across from you, picking at the hem of his shirt.

"God these things always take so long to film," he finally groaned, breaking the comfortable silence that had grown between the two of you.

You chuckled humourlessly, "They really do."

Looking up at the screen, you saw your husband laughing at something Jimmy had said. Your heart fluttered at the sight of him. The two of you had been married for just over two years. It didn't take long for you to get pregnant, and a few months ago, you had given birth to your daughter Luna (anyone recognise this name?😂).

Smiling up at his image, your hand gravitated to the small little bump on your stomach. It had been three months since Luna was born that you decided it was time for a pregnancy test.

Sure, plenty of women miss their periods for months after giving birth, but the symptoms didn't lie; they were all too familiar.

You yourself were an actress, but had taken a break from filming to raise your child or, what would in six months become, children.

Disguising yourself in oversized comfort clothes, no one had suspected a thing. You and Tom shared your own little secret that nobody had to know about.

Turning your attention back to Tom, you tuned in as he was asked questions about Luna.

"I'm a bit offended that you didn't name her Jimmy, Tom, I'm not gonna lie," Jimmy joked, and Tom cracked a smile in return.

"Well she's a girl!"

"Well James then! Ryan Reynold's daughter is named James!" Jimmy faked frustration, as the crowd simultaneously broke out into laughter.

"Well I didn't wanna copy them."

"That's no excuse!" Jimmy huffed.

"Fine, fine," Tom bargained, "How 'bout this, it this one's a boy we'll call him James, okay?"

"This one?" The crowd gasped, and the crinkles in the corner of Tom's eyes faded as he realised what he had said.

"Did I say this one? I-I meant, I meant next one." Chuckling nervously, Tom rubbed his sweaty palms together.

"Nooo you said this one," Jimmy corrected, gaining energy. "Is Y/n pregnant again?!"

"No! No! She's not. Ah shit. Fucking hell," Tom cursed a languid string of profanities, and Jimmy held out a hand to his chest.

"You know you're not allowed to swear like that on this show Tom."

"This is not good," Tom groaned, bending over. "I was under specific instructions not to say anything!"

"So then it's true?"

In the dressing room, Haz turned to you, question in eyes. You shook your head rapidly, but he stood up, walking over.

And with a finger extended, "You're-"

"No."

Haz pointed to your hands, still resting protectively over your unborn child.

"Yes you are," he whispered, groaning, "How could I not have found out?!"

"Oh God," you sighed, burying your head in your hands. "He really be trusted with anything can he?!"

"I think that's a fair assumption."

"Deny it Idiot!" You screamed at the screen, ignoring the fact that your husband had no way of hearing you.

On the show, everyone was currently red with laughter - including Tom. Chest heaving up and down, he paused, "That can be deleted right? And all you can just sign some nondisclosure papers?"

Jimmy hesitated. "No."

"Really? Oh fuck."

That was a short lil blurb, but I thought it was cute😂

Anyway: if you don't follow my Rant book, then I'll share now, that I'll be moving in a week, so prepare a drought in my writings😂 wish me luck!