Our first fight was scary as hell. Well, for me it was. To other people, it probably didn't seem like much of an argument really. A fight over Skype video chat doesn't seem that intimidating, but it sure as hell was for me because our whole relationship depended on technology. I think the whole thing could've been avoided easily if I hadn't asked the question:

"Why don't you want kids?"

You looked up from your bowl of cereal to stare at me in shock. "Um. That's kinda personal to ask, don't you think?"

"We've been dating for like five months, thought it might be appropriate to ask since we're kinda on a personal level, y'know?"

I should've stopped the moment I saw that uncomfortable look on your face, but for some reason I thought it better to just push the matter further into your face.

"Tom, I-...I just don't want them. I don't really like kids and I'm not good with them."

"Really? Never met someone who doesn't like kids."

"It's not that I hate them..."

"You act like you do."

"Well, I don't."

"I really think you do and I really want to know why. There's gotta be a better reason for not wanting children, kids are amazing-"

"I just don't want them, okay?"

"No, not okay. I want kids. If we get married one day, I want some."

"Married? What makes you think we're getting married?"

"Uh, I don't know. The fact that we're dating and we love each other? Am I wrong to assume that?"

"You're being kind of rude."

"And you're being inconsiderate."

"Don't pin this on me! This is a choice, my choice, and I don't want children! You can't change a part of me that I'm absolutely sure of one hundred percent!"

"Why are you so sure of it though? Kids are great-"

"They cost money! They make you lose sleep! You always have to be watching them and the responsibility is endless and it's stressful!"

"So what?"

"So I don't want that!"

"So you want to die alone? A lonely old man with no grandkids? Because I'm sure as hell not staying with you if you're planning on never having a single kid as long as you live."

That was the straw that broke the camels back. You got so pissed, that cute little vain popped up in your neck and you shut off your entire computer.

I knew I ducked up.

You didn't call or answer my calls for days. I really thought I lost you and I was ready to lay down in the street and kill myself. There was always a boundary about the kids subject. I stepped over the line way too far.

You called a week after, with a completely different demeanor than before.

"I'm sorry. Kids aren't bad. My childhood was bad. I guess that's why I'm so scared of ruining someone else's."

"It-It's alright. I'm glad you called, I missed you."

"My dad left when I was really little. My mom was depressed. I didn't have a lot of friends."

"Jordan, you don't have to-"

"I cried a lot. Nobody liked me. I sat alone at lunch all the time."

"You really don't have to tell me any of this."

"But I should. You're my boyfriend. You deserve to know why I'm so scared of having kids."

"You know, you're forgetting that most of your fan base consists of kids."

"So?"

"So! So kids love you, any of them would probably die to be raised by the CaptainSparklez."

You blushed. It was adorable. "I guess...in a way, I am good with kids then?"

"Hell yes you are, ya cheeky nerd."

And so our first fight ended, thankfully.

(You posed for this one!! I was so excited ^_^)

I think that was the day you started opening up more to the idea of children in the future. I even caught you looking at a pair of baby booties at Walmart the other day, and you acted like I didn't see you. I totally did.

Maybe someday we can have some kiddies.

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