A/N Hi Friends! It's been awhile huh. I am still working on completing Mark my Words but as I said to expect, here is an excerpt from the WTS universe. What I actually plan on doing is making this a series of fluff moments. This will be the start. They'll be a little random but amusing - hopefully - all the same. And I don't know where my obsession with pillow talk and early mornings and yogurt parfaits came from but clearly I have a problem lol. I hope you enjoy and as always, thanks for sticking with me.

Tris couldn't sleep.

In frustration she raised her head, fluffed her pillow, and plopped back down again, forcing her eyes shut and willing the sweet release of slumber to hit her. Any second now…

Nothing.

She suppressed the urge to growl. It'd surely be swallowed up in her husband's whale-like snores anyway. She turned towards him splayed out on the other side of the bed. It was funny. When Tris was first getting to know him, he'd been serious, stoic. He was still that way sometimes, but she'd thought the way he slept would be different. The covers tucked neatly across his lower back, one arm tucked under his chest, his right cheek laid gently on one pillow. Not like he was now. A complete mess. One leg covered and another hanging off the edge of the mattress, hands and arms mushed into a ball, and his face completely inside the pillow.

She reached a gentle hand out to flatten a strand that would surely be a cowlick by morning and he grunted in his sleep, burying his head further into the pillow.

She snickered.

Through the slightly opened window, a breeze picked up, ruffling the leaves of the trees surrounding the house. Followed by a barking dog a few homes down. She exhaled, throwing the covers back and stepping into her slippers. Yep, no sleep tonight.

Tris crept down the wooden stairs that creaked and groaned under her feet, using the railing that Tobias insisted she use the past few months.

"You'll fall," he'd pressed.

"I'm fine," she grumbled, but of course at that very moment she'd proceeded to trip on air and almost do a faceplant down the two short flights if it had not been for Tobias' steady hands catching her just in time.

Wordlessly, she wiggled out of his grip and placed a firm hand on the railing. She refused to look back and see his smug face.

It was quiet tonight. It always was, different from the city, of course, but in moments like these where it was just her, the silence was loud.

Padding through to the kitchen, she opened the fridge. The light was a steady stream that shone through the doorway, illuminating the surfaces and some wayward fine hairs, and tiredly she grabbed a yogurt parfait and picked up a spoon out of the placement drawer.

She knew she shouldn't have been eating so late. How late was it? She glanced at the clock above the sink and frowned, just a little after 3. The Doctor told her to follow her cravings but her body was telling her I dare you to take a bite.

Perching herself atop the windowsill, she shrugged digging into her snack. She was exhausted and she was hungry and one of the two she could fix, so why not?

Tris watched as she mixed the strawberries into the cream and the granola, licking some that got on her finger and took the first bite.

And dropped the spoon shortly after.

Such a little thing shouldn't have made such a large sound as it did. The metal bounced off the tiles, skittering further and further away from her as the noise rang through the house. Tris winced, hoping it didn't wake Tobias up.

He'd stayed up with her many nights before this one. Too many. It would go like this: she'd plead for him to sleep because he had work in the morning - he already dreaded leaving her alone but it drove her insane when he was at home all the time worrying after her - he'd refuse and plant himself down wherever she was and they'd watch the sun come up. After, she would nap and he'd drink three cups of coffee to lessen his yawns. All it did was make Tris feel bad and him more tired than he needed to be. So she snuck.

Crawling on the floor, she picked up the spoon just as two feet came into her view. She cursed and raised her head to meet his incredulous stare.

"What are you doing?" His voice was still a sleepy thick and his hair in a state of mess.

She slowly stood and went to the sink, avoiding his face. She ran the utensil under a stream of water. "I was eating and then I dropped my spoon. Sorry that I woke you, go back to sleep," she said simply, shutting off the faucet.

Sighing heavily he came around to where she was and tilted her head forward. She was forced to meet his eyes as he cupped her cheek. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Tris scratched behind her head, dropping the spoon the floor again. She sighed, leaning her head into his chest. "You know why," she mumbled against him.

Tobias frowned kissing her forehead. "Is she kicking again?"

Tris smiled, playing with the rim of his sleep shirt and looking down between them where her swollen abdomen met his flat, stone-hard one. "No."

"Then what is it?"

"I don't know Tobias," she said a little impatiently. "Sometimes when you're pregnant you just can't sleep. Especially at 35 weeks."

This was true. Her stomach was the size of a beach ball and because of her small frame it suck out even more so. But there were many things she couldn't do besides sleeping. She couldn't bend down to put her shoes on, let alone tie them. She couldn't walk straight. The list went on.

"Why didn't you wake me?"

She pulled back and looked at the floor. "Because," she mumbled, "when you wake up I feel guilty."

"Tris," he sighed. "I'm here for you at every hour. If you can't sleep and there's something I can do to help you, I need you to wake me up or I feel guilty." He took her hands and kissed her knuckles. "Okay?"

She nodded.

"Okay. Do you want go for a walk?"

"It's three in the morning," she chuckled.

Tobias shrugged. "Change of atmosphere."

He led her to the closet near the front door and she threw her windbreaker on, not bothering to zip it closed - this action was impossible.

"You going out in your bunny slippers?" Tobias grinned.

She bopped him on the head. "My ankles are swollen."

As they left the house, they proceeded on the same familiar walk they've been taking for the past months. Tris strolled along slowly and Tobias kept at her even pace, hand in hand.

There was little conversation but a comfortable silence as their eyes roamed in nowhere in particular; walking side by side. It wasn't until they got to the dog park, Tobias looked at her with a glint in his dark eyes.

"Let's do something very spontaneous and inherently stupid," he said suddenly.

"Very spontaneous?" Tris smiled.

"And inherently stupid; keep up Eaton."

The little blond laughed. "Like what?"

Tobias has a mischievous glint in his eye and his smirk said it all. Out of nowhere, he stepped away from his wife and cupped his hands around his mouth.

"I AM SO IN LOVE WITH YOU," he belted.

Tris was in shock and forced his hands down but was giggling despite. "Tobias what the hell-"

"I love you."

Tris' grin almost split her face. "I know that but-"

"And I think," Tobias continued. "We can be a little stupid time to time, right?"

Tobias wasn't a silly man, it wasn't his character. But he could get like this, just for her. And she'd be lying if she say she didn't love it. She'd also be lying if she said she didn't like to go along with it.

And it's not that Tobias wasn't one to show affection in the presence of others. Frankly, he showed it a little bit too much most of the times. But standing in the middle of their mega suburbia neighborhood, professing his love in the throes of the morning to the world was something else entirely.

Tris shook her head and fell into him, kissing his chest. "Inherently stupid." They were like that for a moment; her enveloped in his thick arms hidden from the world, his head covering hers until she stepped back and smirked at him.

"AND I," Tris laughed. "AM SO IN LOVE WITH YOU."

She would never forget the smile on Tobias' face.

She would also never forget the dog barking down the street and angry neighbors screaming to find the location of the noise.

"Shit," Tobias snorted. "Come on."

They laughed the entire way home and just how exhausted they were didn't register until they were upstairs, kicking off their shoes and extra articles of clothing, settled into one another under the covers.

"Please don't go in for work today," Tris whispered into his neck. "Stay here."

Tobias moved down to cradle her stomach and planted a kiss. Then moving back up he brushed back her hair from both sides and kissed her lips softly and slowly. "I'm not going anywhere, baby."

And that was that.