The next morning, no sunshine came through the window. Just the usual cloudy skies. Tom woke up in Chris' arms and he stroked his chest in light circles. Managing to slowly get out of Chris' grip and changing into a white collared shirt with leather pants. Slicking his hair back with a gel, he combed it out to give it the shine. After changing, he walks to the kitchen and notices Shellie in nothing but her undergarments and, as usual, one of Tom's white collared shirts. He didn't mind for Shellie to wear his clothes but this seems to be a habit as she wears them every morning. Walking up behind her, he snaked his arms around her waist so his chest was against her back. "Morning darling", he said to her before leaving light kisses on her neck. 

"Thomas. I never got the chance to say 'Welecome Home' last night", she teased with a giggle. Tom reached for his coffee after he let go of her.