Saeyoung (707) x MC -- Mystic Messenger Fluff

Let's Talk.

A/N -- gahh I suck at names excuse me for that;;

"MC, what's wrong?" Saeyoung opened the door and rushed over to you, "I'm so sorry I wasn't here sooner, the meeting ran late. What happened? Are you okay?"

You kept weeping into your pillow, refusing to respond. You shook your head as to say "no."

Your husband turned you around to face him. He saw your puffy eyes and red face and immediately regret leaving. "Talk to me, MC. I'm here for you."

You threw your arms around him, tears streaming into his shoulder. "Why?" you cried, "Why does it have to be like this?"

"What are you talking about, Honey? Come on, talk to me," he placed a kiss in your hair, hugging you, calming you down.

You sniffled, "I just... We haven't talked much about this and.." You couldn't continue without crying more.

"MC. You can talk to me about anything. We're married," he calmly said, brushing your tears from your cheeks. "We may not both be able to be happy all the time, but we've got each other to cheer us up. You've helped me so much in the past year, let me make it up to you."

You took a deep breath, trying to find your words. "I don't want to upset you by bringing up the topic."

"Honey," Saeyoung said carefully, "You could never upset me."

"Do you want children?" you asked, fearing the answer. You didn't want him to say no, but you didn't want him to say yes either, just to make you happy. You wanted the truth.

Saeyoung sat back, away from you. You could see him trying to find the right words, but every second of silence made you feel more anxious.

After about 10 seconds, he spoke. "I love you, MC. And I want to have children with you.. But I don't want to become my father or mother. I'm scared of that."

"I know," you said, your lip quivering. A single tear fell from your eye, and you brushed it off, turning back to your pillow.

Saeyoung laid down next to you and asked you a question, "What made you think of kids today?"

"Zen came over while I was trying to clean up our mess," you sniffed, "I gave him a tour of the downstairs, and he mentioned something about little kids running around. It really got me thinking, and I was scared that I was starting to create something that would never happen.."

"You were upset because you thought I didn't want children," your husband nodded.

"Yeah," you looked up at the ceiling, trying to breathe evenly, "And then I walked past the empty room down the hall, and started to imagine a nursery. That just made it worse."

"So you really do want kids, don't you?" Saeyoung asked, steadying himself on the headboard.

"Yes," you exhaled, "Maybe I just have 'baby fever' but I really don't know.."

"Do you think we're ready to have kids?" he asked, turning to you, "We both have steady jobs. I work with the engineering company, you with the art exhibit."

"What are you saying..?" you turned to him with the hint of a smile.

"I mean, we're married. We may be young, but I think we're ready."

"Are you saying.. You want to have kids.. Now?" you inquired, smiling.

"To tell you the truth," he smiled back, "I've always imagined a little red-headed toddler running around the house, ever since I first saw it."

"Really?" you started to cry again, but this time out of joy.

"Yes, MC. Really."