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Legosi [Beastars] ([personal profile] bigsadwolf) wrote in [personal profile] hopticulture 2021-05-14 12:06 am (UTC)

[There's something that's been on Legosi's mind since Haru informed him of her suspiscions as to why she'd been so sick lately, but it was one thing he didn't think would be wise to voice. Because ultimately, it's a choice they'd been consciously making as a couple from the start. It's that...this wouldn't have even been a concern if he'd been more proactive with suggesting they use contraception, at least for the time being until they knew for sure that they were ready.

But that...isn't really fair to say. It's not like he's the only one who could make that kind of decision, and if anything Haru has more sway than he does despite being the direct influencer here, as it were. Never mind the fact that the odds of successful conception are so rare that money spent on that would be considered a waste anyway. Then there was the particularly sticky addition of the fact that Legosi...isn't sure he would have wanted it anyway.

Turns out that Haru immediately causes any of those worries and unvoiced concerns of his to instantly become a moot point when she informs him that she wants a family with him. Genuinely. Raising a child that's like him in particular, she...

Legosi sags visibly, something that Haru will be able to feel against her since she's so close. For a moment, he can't even find the words to reply with how he's thinking...it's like there's nothing he could say that would be appropriate right now because this is what he's yearned for since he realized he was in love with Haru. The possibility, however slim, of having a family with her. Of living a normal life...being happy together with a child of their own.

His breath catches, a hand reaching up to press to the side of his face as he laughs under his breath. It's quiet for how big of a guy he is, and when he speaks it's even quieter.]


I'm so glad...I'm so glad, Haru-chan.

[He holds his hand there for a moment longer, smearing it over his muzzle, eyes, then back down the side until it's fallen off and into his lap again. The bottle of tea remains held in his other, so far unopened against his knee.]

I...I want it too. Even if it turns out not to be now...I really want it.

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