A Sad Jean×Marco Story

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Jean and I have been married for two years now. I have always dreamed about having kids so when I brought the subject up with Jean I was extatic. "Well" Jean said "I would really love to have a kid but, who would take care if it. I work almost all week, eight or more hours a day. And I would just feel guilty dumping it on you everyday...." Jean looked down at the glass of red wine we were having that night to relax. I sat up straight "I will be a stay at home dad" I smiled. Jean looked up at me "A-Are you sure, its a full day of crying, whining and strss" I laughed to myself "Don't I already have to do that with you" Jean rolled his eyes and laughed "Very funny freckles"
On the weeks to come we agreed we would adopt a little girl. So Jean and I went to the agency to fill out the papers. Looking back on it there were way to many. Right after I got so excited that when we got home I cleared out a whole room and made that the babys room. Jean helped me of course. We got all the furniture for the babys room a couple days afrer. I could tell Jean was exited too. Night after night we would talk about how we would raise our chid.
But I guess we were to quick to huge our chances. After five moulths of waiting for a approved statement saying that we could take our child home a letter came. Jean was at work so I read it first. I burst into tears of sorrow with the letter close to my chest for it seemed like hours. Then Jean finally got home
"Hey Marco Im back home-Marco?" Jean saw me crying curled up on the couch "What the hell's wrong Marco what happened!?" He said running to my side, wipeing the tears and hair from my face. I was so hurt to talk I just handed Jean the letter. He took it, it read

Dear Kirschtein Family,
We regret to inform you that your from was regected. You can rewrite your forms to adopt and turn them in at the agency in six to seven moulths.
- Adopt Com.
Jean looked at me after reading the letter "Marco I-", "You know why they regected us right!?" I yelled still crying. Jean took of his coat and sat next to me sitting me up setting my head on his chest "Its because were gay-" I managed to get out between whimpers "That's not it-" Jean said before I cut him off "Oh!? Then what was it!?" I could tell Jean was thinking the same thing. I was so afraid that this would happen...........why us?
Jean stayed with me all night trying to clam me down. I was a mix of angry, sorrow-filled and more.
It took me a while to get back to old me. I was depresed and didn't want to talk at all. But Jean helped me every step of the way. Finally it was time to fill out the papers and turn them in. A mouth Jean got a phone call from the agency. When we came house that night we brought campaign, cheesecake and my favorite food "What's all this?" I asked from the living room couch. Jean sat all the food down and skipped over to me. He grabbed my hands and pulled me to my feet. Then that dork started to dance with me! "Jean!" I said laughing "Why are you acting like a bigger dork than you already ar-" He cut me off by kissing me deeply. Jean pulled away from my lips slowly. He smiled and spoke "Your a dad" I was shocked and confused "W-What-" Then he explained to me that we were excepted for adoption
All of the suffering and pain for this moment- it was all worth it, every second.
We ate and drank that night celabrating our family.
When we saw our child for the first time Jean cried first
She was five years old with beautiful crurly sort hair tied back in pigtails with light blue hair ties. Get bright brown eye shined like the sun. She has ssmall beauty mark on her left cheek. Her name is Proxy

She is our pride and joy of our life's and always will be-

-the end