You sniffled, cuddling even closer into Tom's arms. Eyes locked on the television screen, you wrapped a blanket around the two of you, using the corners of it to wipe your tears away.

"Why're you crying, love?" Tom questioned, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. You didn't even try to deny that you were crying.

"This is just a sad movie! You're younger acting is amazing too," you looked up into his deep brown eyes, distracting yourself from younger-crying Tom."I just think of you crying and I start crying."

"It's okay, at least you know how it ends!" Tom lightly laughed, loving how you hardly ever hid your emotions from him. "Plus, the only time I'm gonna be crying is when you're walking down the aisle." His voice lowered down into a whisper, twirling around the beautiful ring around your finger.