[ junsu takes kwang's face into his hands, shaking his head vehemently. this has zero impact on what he feels. babies are so far into his future, in his eyes. marriage is only something he's recently started to think about, and it's not something he'd want right away, so that's even further.

why would it change how he feels, anyway? there are many ways to have a child. and if kwang never wanted any, that would be fine. ]

Of course not, baby. It changes nothing at all. I love you.

[ he kisses his red cheek, then the other, then the tip of his nose. his voice lowers, a soft whisper. ]

I'm so sorry the choice was taken from you. We love you no matter what.