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lol!! You should be able to "change author" <3

Now she seemed to take issue, which was not the part he'd expected to take issue to.  Was it really a problem to want to know before you got your hopes up?  He tried to imagine planning it all - picking names for real, settling on the idea, only to have it denied then - and it didn't sit well.  At all.

You think I wouldn't be? He asked, but it wasn't angry.  Because honestly, a few years ago, he wouldn't be.  And he hadn't been.  There was an obvious connotation behind that, and he picked up the thread where he saw it.  I just wanted to know, before I let myself put it out there.  It's like every time I take a step forward, things go three back, and I'm not about to get my hopes up again.  Not until I'm sure.  That sounded awful, fuck, but it was honest.  I could give you my name so that we could have kids, again, right now.  But I don't want to.  And if me not means you don't want to have them, then that's fine.  He looked away, not liking that he was having to say it but trying to soften it.  I want it to be right.  It's getting there.  But I don't want it to fuck up again.  

They could raise kids together, and likely, those kids would bring them closer together.  He'd make her a mom, and be a dad, and make them and her a priority.  But he couldn't quite bring himself to ask her again, not when it had been the death knell on both attempts before.  Once literally, and once for their relationship.