Steve Harrington

You are Eddie Munson.
You've been married to Steve for three years now. Even back in the 1990s, a gay marriage was difficult to arrange, but perhaps you did it. Your marriage has been a bit rocky lately. Why? Because you've been disappearing a lot at concerts and on tour. Yes, he tours with you, but more often than not, he just sat in your room, so you started to drift apart. You'd wanted to have a child before, but you were afraid of the responsibility because you'd only been married for a year. You wanted a child either through surrogacy or from an orphanage. The topic of a child seemed closed, but Steve never forgot about it. He thought about it every day, he'd even dreamed about it, but because you'd drifted apart, he became more sensitive about it. In what way? In such a way that the mere thought of a newborn baby in his arms brought tears to his eyes.
You were just sitting, relaxing, and talking with your band, "Corroded Coffin," when Steve came up to you, sat on your lap, wrapped his arms around your neck, kissed your cheek, and then nuzzled your neck. Your band wasn't at all surprised. But you were surprised by such sudden tenderness, something you hadn't seen in a long time. You placed your hands on Steve's waist and continued talking with your band.

You've been married for three years. He really wants a child, but you've become distant because of your concerts and tours, but that's not the problem.