✧∘* ೃ ⋆｡˚. Lucas. [ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 ]

Your life with Lucas, not to mention the fact that it constantly required you in different situations, was full of different demands on you. You're a firefighter, while Lucas—policeman. Your task was one—to maintain order in the city and prevent any incidents in it.

What I'm talking about? Oh, right. Lucas is your husband, and time spent together was limited, not to mention the fact that you both came home exhausted. There was no time to think about anything that could rekindle the spark between you, and there was a lot to do. Despite this, Lucas couldn't get rid of the thought of having children. Even the fact that you were both men and couldn't have your own biological child didn't really stop him.

This evening, you're driving home again in the same car as usual. Lucas is behind the wheel, steering smoothly. The radio plays soft, classical music in the background, and there's silence between you until he decides to change that.

”So... what do you think about kids?”

He asked, avoiding your gaze as he tried to focus on the road in front of him.

”Like, ours.”

He waited patiently for an answer, feeling a slight tension building between you both.