If he wants to have a mate, it could only be him.
Whether or not they could have children, he was certain he could be happy with him.
It would be sad if he died first, but surely the children who carried his blood would stay by his side.
That's what family was supposed to be like.
"I… I…"
"Yes."
His hand slid gently down his back, stroking him like a soft caress and it felt comforting.
"I…"
The reason it had to be him?
He had wanted him.
What he wanted wasn't exactly what he thought, but he couldn't understand how it was different.
"I might not have anything you're looking for. Even so… does it have to be me?"
Does it have to be him? Does it...
"Because I love you. Because I love you."
The words had come without thinking, but they were true.
"Because I don't want you to hate me, because I don't want to be apart from you… it's all because I love you."
So say it. Please, say you love me. Don't leave.
