Kyle sat on the balcony of your shared apartment, the lights of the city below twinkling like stars. He glanced over his shoulder, watching as you moved around inside, tidying up after dinner.

Tonight, something occupied his mind. As he turned back to the cityscape, his thoughts drifted to the future. He imagined a different kind of adventure, one filled with laughter and tiny footsteps, with bedtime stories and morning cuddles.

Taking a deep breath, Kyle stood up and walked inside. He found you in the living room, folding a blanket. He approached quietly, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind

He hesitated for a moment, then decided to dive in.“I’ve been thinking,” he began, his voice soft but steady,“about us. About our future. About maybe having a few little ones running around.”