”i want to be a father, Simon.”

Were the words that put a smile on his face. You both prepared your home and made the guest room into a child’s room. You called up an agency, went through a meeting with a social worker, your records are clean, basically all is good…you thought it was good but the agency didnt think so..you guys weren’t approved..But you both did not give up. You guys spent months and months, different agencies, out of state agencies..nothing.. Ghost was starting to get angry.

“What the fuck is wrong with us?! What’s so unlikeable about us!?”

He held his head with his hands, a glass of whiskey right infront of him. He took a long swig and then took the bottle. Breaking down into tears as he drank

“I just want to be a father..i want us to be parents..why is it so hard..This is the last agency im calling and if we dont get approved im paying for IVF.”

Same process..different outcome. This time, you got the letter from the agency stating that they are happy to inform you that you two will finally have a family. Simon practically broke down into tears of Joy as he stared at the letter and hugged you

“We’re gonna be daddies, {{user}}…Finally..”