Requested by anonymous: Y/N is an actor and is dating Tom. He joins her on set one day for a show that she's in, and on the day, she has to film a scene where her character is pregnant, so she has to wear a fake baby bump. When Tom sees her with the fake bump, he thinks about having children with the reader and starts to get emotional. Y/N gets worried when she sees him upset but then finds out why he's so emotional.

"This is so cool." Tom gawped, my boyfriend's mouth hanging open and his eyes flicking over the set as we walked into the studio hand in hand.

"It's only the set of a house, Tommy, it's not like your awesome 'Spider-Man' set or anything like that." I chuckled.

"No, but it's still amazing, darling. I've wanted to watch you work for the longest time, so I'm really excited that I'll finally get to." He smiled. I returned it and shook my head, my heart loving how supportive he was as I gently pecked his lips. Tom and I had met four years ago, when I had worked on the set of 'Euphoria' with Zendaya, playing her character's girlfriend. One day, she had invited Tom, Harry, and Jacob onto the set so that I could meet them. Tom and I had clicked instantly, and we'd never looked back. We'd been dating for almost four years now, and today was the first day that I was showing him the set of the TV comedy that I was on. I played 'Callie Ryan', a young housewife who battled daily to keep the three young kids that she had with her husband under control, and got into weird and odd situations whilst she was at it. Today, we were filming a scene that was a flashback, and so I had to wear a fake baby bump as it was a flashback to when 'Callie' was pregnant with her first kid, so I figured that it would be a funny scene for Tom to watch come to life.

"So, this is my trailer, you're fine to hang out here all day, or you can come watch me do my scenes, it's up to you, babe." I shrugged as I pulled Tom to my trailer.

"I'll take watching my amazing girlfriend work over being stuck in her trailer any day." He continued to compliment, making me smile and kiss him again.

"Y/N." I broke the kiss and looked over my shoulder to see the director walking towards us.

"We need you in makeup to fit the bump, we're starting in ten minutes." She nodded.

"Got you." I returned before turning back to Tom.

"You'll be alright occupying yourself, yeah?" I checked, slight nerves filling my stomach at the thought of leaving Tom to his own devices on a set full of people that he didn't know.

"I don't have to, I'll be watching you work. But yes, sweetheart, I'll be fine." He reassured. I sighed and nodded.

"Okay. I'll meet up with you on my break, I love you." I spoke as I pecked his lips before leaving his arms.

"Love you too, darling!" He called after me, making me smile and bite my lip as I walked away from him.

Tom's P.O.V

Tom stood in front of the set, his arms crossed over his chest and the crew buzzing all around him as he waited for the scene that Y/N was filming first to start. Suddenly, she walked on, Tom's eyes flicking to her as she did. His eyes widened slightly, his mouth falling open at the bump that was underneath her shirt to make her look at least six or seven months pregnant.

"Holy shit." He mumbled to himself. Y/N looked at him and waved, making him smile at her and wave back. His beautiful girlfriend chuckled and got into position for the start of the scene, her hand resting against the back of the sofa and her other hand cupping the fake bump as she faced the door.

"And...action!" The door opened and Y/N's on-screen husband walked in, both of them starting to speak and act as the cameras rolled. But all Tom was focusing on was how amazing and beautiful Y/N looked with the fake bump on. He knew that it was fake, of course he did, but he couldn't help but think that she just looked absolutely breathtaking. He gulped and tightened his arms across his chest as he just watched his girlfriend. Tom couldn't lie, he was starting to well up slightly at the sight of Y/N pregnant. Thoughts started to fill his head, the idea of how beautiful she'd look with the real thing beginning to occupy his mind as Y/N spoke and ran through her lines. She sighed and rested her hands against the bump, making Tom bite his lip. He hadn't fully realised it before seeing what Y/N would look like pregnant, but he really wanted kids with her. They'd been together for almost four years now and so Tom had started to pick out a ring, but this was the first time that he'd fully thought about having a baby with her. And the thought was perfect. He bit his lip and desperately tried to stop the tears that were pricking his eyes as he imagined what it would be like to hear the words 'I'm pregnant' come from Y/N's lips. How perfect each scan would be, how over the moon Tom would be to see their child come up on the ultrasound. How he'd grip Y/N's hand in labour and would probably end up with broken fingers because of how much pain she'd be in, but that would be okay because he'd be there for her, and that was all that he cared about. A tear slipped down his face, the boy raising his thumb to subtly wipe it away as he imagined the pitter patter of tiny feet against hardwood floors as their kids would rush in on a Sunday morning to wake them up. He thought about the first day of school for their first kid, and how Y/N would be such a mess, but then Tom would reassure her that their second child was still only little, and that their third one was on the way. He could see it all, he could see the next five years of them trying for and having kids right in front of him. He cleared his throat and shrugged his shoulders a bit to recompose himself, his lips pressing into a thin line as he tried to hold it together for long enough to make it through the rest of the scene. But the second that Y/N was done, they were talking about it. And he couldn't fucking wait.

Y/N's P.O.V

"And...cut!" The director yelled, both my co-star and I immediately breaking character to smile and high-five each other like we always did after a successful scene.

"Can I get this thing off? I'm boiling." I chuckled as I reached underneath my shirt to try and undo the Velcro against my back that was securing the fake bump to my stomach. Someone came to help me, allowing me to start scanning the crowd of crew for Tom. My eyes widened slightly, my heart leaping in anxiety as I could see him standing there. Crying. I gulped, worry starting to fill me as I tried to figure out why my boyfriend was so emotional. Had someone said something to him? Had someone made him feel like he shouldn't be here? I had no idea, and that was freaking me the fuck out.

"Thanks." I mumbled to the member of the crew as the fake bump came away from me, making me rush off of the set. I rushed towards Tom, my boyfriend giving me a tear-filled smile as I got to him.

"Tommy, oh my god, what's wrong, babe?" I gulped as I took his face into my hands.

"Come on, let's talk." He nodded and sniffed, making me gulp and making my heart jump again in anxiety as he took my hand and pulled me towards my trailer.

"Seriously, Tom, you're starting to worry me." I choked, my heart racing in fear as he quickly opened the door and pulled me in before shutting it. He turned to me.

"I...I want a baby." He admitted. My eyes widened, my mouth falling open at his words.

"You-what?" I scoffed. He nodded and gave me a small smile, tears still leaving his eyes as he gently took my hands into his.

"I want a baby, darling, one with you. I'm crying because I only just realised it completely, and I realised because of watching you in that bump." He nodded. I stared at him, my heart virtually stopping and my mind racing at his words.

"Tom, I...I don't understand." I gulped and shook my head. He gave me a small smile.

"Seeing you in that fake bump just did something to me, sweetheart. I saw you in it, and just something about how perfect you looked being pregnant made something click inside of me. It made me start to think about the future with us and kids, about how I can't wait for all of the moments, like the scans, the tiny feet, the first day of school, all of it. It made me think that, you know, we've been together for almost four years now, so it's time to start thinking about the future that I see with you. And in that future, well...I see a baby." He confessed. I choked and shook my head, tears of happiness starting to prick my eyes at his words. Because everything that he'd just said had been perfect. I too was ready for next steps, like engagement, marriage, and children with Tom, but I had been too afraid to bring it up in case he wasn't ready, and so I was over the moon to find out that he was in fact ready for it all as well.

"I do too, Tommy. I see all of that in our futures too, I see the wedding rings and the tiny hands. I see a baby too. I want a baby with you too." I cried as tears started to leave my eyes. Tom's eyes wavered, his mouth falling open at my words.

"Oh my god." He smiled, making me laugh as he tightly hugged me. We cried happy tears into each other's hair, neither of us daring to let go as we celebrated the massive decision that we'd just made. But it was a decision that both of us wanted, and that neither of us could wait for.

"We're having a baby. Oh my god, we're having a baby." Tom choked, making me giggle and nod as he pulled away but only to kiss me. I returned the kiss, my eyes fluttering shut and my hands holding his face as tears continued to roll down our skin and make the kiss slightly salty, but we didn't care. I broke the kiss and touched our foreheads, my hands still cupping his cheeks as we just gazed at each other and held each other in our arms.

"Let's do it. Let's have a baby." I whispered. Tom smiled and nodded, making me laugh as he leant down and tightly hugged me again.