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Michael and you were laying in your shared bed, your back pressed to his chest, michael arms around your waist, his right leg around your hips. You two are watching movie, michael's hand rubbing circles to your womb as if it has 'someone' on it. You're in comfortable silence until his soft voice spoke.

"babe?" He whisper to your ear, getting more close to you, his warm chest were firmly press to your back.

"hm?" you hum only, your gaze were still on the movie you're watching.

"I want baby" he blurt, you finally turn around to face him, his loving eyes met yours, his lips slightly curling to a small smile, which makes you smile back with same affection.

"we have a baby, there's bubbles" you teased. You know how much he loves kids, michael been bugging you by wanting to have a child. Before, you thought you're not ready yet, but until seeing how much michael want to have a child his own, you think you're ready to unlock a new chapter of yours and michael's life Of course as his wife it's your responsibility to give all he wanted, to give birth to his child, specially. You think you're ready.

"no. I mean child, I want to have a child with you" he whined. his voice were so desperate, after your wedding you promised him that after your honeymoon you'll be pregnant. but nervousness strikes you, thinking how much it hurts to give birth, you're afraid. So you told him to wear condom.

"you want really?" you smirk as you brought your hand to his cheek, he look at you with a pouty face.

"mhm, I want a child so baaaddd" he exclaim.

"so bad huh" you said giggling. he pouts again.

"Y/N, I mean it. can we make a baby?" he pleads. Blinking his eyes like princess.

"how many you want?" you ask smiling amused knowing what he'll answer.

"uhm, 12, 13" he said sounding so desperate, you burst in laughter seeing his serious face, he whines. You knew it.

"don't you want a baby?" you look at him still giggling, wiping the tears form in your eyes from laughing so hard, he glare at you.

"I want a child, but are you serious babe, 12, 13?" you laugh again he pouts cross his arms.

"I really want many, we will play together, watch movies in the theater, eat chocolates, candies but for special occasions only. cuddle together, play soccer, basketball, baseball, I love to take care of them. we will raise them together, they will be healthy, cute, and loving kids. God I love children. They are ANGELS!. please baby, for me" you look at him in aww. What did you do to deserve him?.

"aw baby, I want to have a baby with you, but not as many as you want" you said rubbing his cheeks he pout again.

"why?, it's not that many" he whined you giggle.

"Mike 12 or 13 is many, it's easy to make, but it's hard to give birth" you said turn around. Now you're facing. pulling him closer to you.

"okay maybe, 9 or 7" he said his fingers turning to nine then 7, you chuckle.

"I don't think so, maybe 3 or 4" you said removing the hair that falls in his face. He frown at you but then smile tugged to his lips.

"it's okay if that's what you want and you can" he sighs sadly you smile grab his face with your small hands bring him down to your lips. You give him a peck.