It takes a long few moments for Steve to even begin to process what she’s telling him. He stares at her with a stunned expression on his face and then swallows hard, pulling his hand away to rest it over his mouth.
Having kids someday always seemed like a forgone conclusion, a no brainer, and he’s only realizing now that it wasn’t just because he thought that was what everyone is supposed to do. He truly wants a big family. He’s always wanted a big family, always wanted kids with siblings so they would never have to grow up all alone in a big empty house like he did.
He wants those kids, but he also wants Maeve. Knowing that he may eventually have to choose one or the other leaves him feeling a bit winded.
Steve wants to get on his knees and beg her to reconsider. He wants to try and talk her out of it and convince her that it’d be great, but it sounds like she’s made her choice. She deserves a choice, and Steve has to respect it. That’s what she’s helped him learn, after all.
“So, you’re—“ He pauses and clears his throat to try and keep his voice from breaking as he looks at her, brow furrowed slightly. “You’re telling me that there’s no possible scenario where you would want a family with me?”
His tone sounds pathetic to his own ears, quivering and sad, but he feels a little like he’s just been hit by a truck that he didn’t even see coming. For some stupid reason, this never even occurred to him as a possibility.
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Having kids someday always seemed like a forgone conclusion, a no brainer, and he’s only realizing now that it wasn’t just because he thought that was what everyone is supposed to do. He truly wants a big family. He’s always wanted a big family, always wanted kids with siblings so they would never have to grow up all alone in a big empty house like he did.
He wants those kids, but he also wants Maeve. Knowing that he may eventually have to choose one or the other leaves him feeling a bit winded.
Steve wants to get on his knees and beg her to reconsider. He wants to try and talk her out of it and convince her that it’d be great, but it sounds like she’s made her choice. She deserves a choice, and Steve has to respect it. That’s what she’s helped him learn, after all.
“So, you’re—“ He pauses and clears his throat to try and keep his voice from breaking as he looks at her, brow furrowed slightly. “You’re telling me that there’s no possible scenario where you would want a family with me?”
His tone sounds pathetic to his own ears, quivering and sad, but he feels a little like he’s just been hit by a truck that he didn’t even see coming. For some stupid reason, this never even occurred to him as a possibility.