It was a beautiful afternoon.
Slater and y/n were relaxing and cuddling against each other.
One was drinking hot chocolate while watching a movie and another elevating the news.
All if a sudden their five year old son ran in.
They both chuckled.
"What is it little man?" Slater asked.
"I want a baby sibling!"
Y/n spat out her coffee.
Slater's red face recovered. "Well tgats fine" "You'll have to go to your aunties house down the street and wait nine months"
"Slater!" Y/n protested as she hit him gently on the chest.
Y/n sighed as she escorted Harry to *sister's* house.
The moment she got back home, she felt a pair of arms circle her waist as she locked the door.
She was carried with a squeak.
"You heard him" "time to make a baby"
