(I would say this is more of a set of drabbles than a chaptered story ^^/)

Sungjong sighed softly as he rested his head into his folded arms overtop the pillow. "Whats wrong Jongie? Myungsoo questioned curiously as he readied himself for bed, changing from his white collar buttonup shirt to a loose T-shirt. "Nothing," Sungjong murmed quietly into the pillowcase "Yes there is. Its something." Myungsoo spoke, as he sat on the bed, leaning over to press a kiss to his shoulder blade. "You always do that when youre upset." he murmured, as leaned back to sit against the headrest. Sungjong sighed quietly again, realizing he'd been caught, hesitating for a moment before rolling to his side to see Myungsoo who was watching him expectantly. "You don't think its empty in here?" Sungjong questioned and Myungsoo looked a bit confused. "Empty?" he questioned, eyeing around curiously before slowly shaking his head. The two had moved from the large mansion to a two story home nearby instead for some more privacy but it had been a while since they moved in and it was full of furniture and definately not empty.

Sungjong pushed himself up from his belly and frowned at Myungsoo. "Not literally." Sungjong spoke with impatience as Myungsoo sighed, "I just--...Something's missing." Sungjong slowly spoke as he moved closer beside him. "What do you mean? If you want to buy something we can just get it Jongie." Myungsoo explained, not getting at what Sungjong was hinting at, the words were too vague. Sungjong sighed, lowering his eyes to the bed, Myungsoo hesitated wondering if he'd made him upset. "Jongie--" "I want a family Myungsoo, a family." Sungjong explained, tugging at his hands and Myungsoo chuckled. "We have plenty of family." Sungjong sighed, puffing his lips out a bit in a slight pout. "I mean like...a baby?" Myungsoo hesitated just momentarily, finally getting it. "...A kid?" Myungsoo questioned as Sungjong nodded, gazing at him expectantly. "Well . . ." Myungsoo trailed off momentarily, clearing his throat nervously. "I..I like kids." Myungsoo slowly spoke, looking to Sungjong's round eyes that were watching him hopefully. "Its just. . . They don't normally like me as much."

Sungjong frowned at this answer, reaching over to lace his fingers with Myungsoo's. "Didn't you ever want to have a family?" Sungjong questioned with a sigh, pressing the sittuation a bit. "Well. . . Sure. . ." Myungsoo admitted slowly as he looked down their hands, running his thumb over the top of Sungjong's smooth hands. "I just--...I'm not good with kids." Sungjong sighed softly, obviously looking disappointed and going quiet for a moment. Myungsoo hated when he disappointed him, but he was being honest. "You'll never learn if you don't try. I'm sure if we had a baby it'd love you just fine and you'd do alright as well." He spoke now, a little softer, downhearted but still trying. Myungsoo didn't like the tone, it made him feel guilty. He took a moment to think and Sungjong let him think without pressing him to quickly answer. Myungsoo sighed in a troubled fashion, "You really want that?" Sungjong nodded, "I really do myungie." Myungsoo sighed again and nodded. "Okay."