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Marco leaned against Thatch, using the other male's chest and shoulder as a pillow. Thatch held his lover in his arms, as the two of them watched Grimm together. It was just another evening for the couple, enjoying each other's company and spending the evening with a series both enjoyed. Even after three years together, the two were close and not a day passed where they weren't cuddling – much to the surprise of some people. In fact it was just their love language. Both were physical and they didn't often voice their love towards each other.

"Marco." Thatch looked at the blond hair, while said man hummed to tell Thatch he was listening. The series had just ended and so Thatch had decided now was the time to talk about something that had been on his mind lately, especially after both had moved in a house together. "I've been thinking and I would like to have a child with you. Through adoption."

Thatch bit his lip nervously. He knew Marco loved children – it was no secret – as Marco was a child doctor. However, Thatch wasn't sure if Marco ever had wanted children of his own. So he was nervous what Marco said to his proposal. The blond shifted and turned to sit so he could look at his lover. A soft smile grazed Marco's lips and Thatch relaxed lightly.

"Only one, yoi?" Marco sounded teasing, but Thatch felt like there was more behind the words than just a tease. So he shook his head lightly. "Well, to begin with one will be enough and when we've found out how to be parents, I wouldn't mind to have one or more." Thatch smiled lightly. Marco leaned forward and kissed the lips gently. "I would like that. To be a father with you, yoi." He spoke, looking into Thatch's brown eyes.

With a pure and happy smile, Thatch pulled Marco onto his lap and kissed him sweetly.

-x-

It wasn't as easy to adopt as Thatch first had thought. There was a lot of paperwork and the fact they were a gay couple didn't make it easier. However, with the help of Marco's father and Thatch's mother, they had now been approved for adoptions. Now they just waited for the agency to contact them about possible children they could adopt.

"You're really ready for this?" Izo raised his brow, sipping on his tea.

He'd been touring around the world with Ivankov – who was a stylist for a famous rock band – and so Izo hadn't been around when the two went through all the trouble to get approved. He was worried that the stress to even get approved had influenced their decision, but both were stubborn and therefor had continued to push forward.

"Yes." Came the prompt answer from Thatch, sounding more sure than Izo had thought he would.

"It is a dream we both have, Izo. To be a father and have a family. Even if the road have been hard and stressful, I haven't been more determined, yoi." Marco continued on, while intertwining his fingers with Thatch's.

Izo nodded lightly. "I just wanted to make sure. It's going to change your daily life, but you both would be great fathers. You have enough love and care to give. I know it's not everything, but it's a base that should always be there."

Thatch smiled to Marco, love evident in his eyes. It was at this moment his phone rang. He looked at the number and his heart raced. He answered, before miming to Marco it was them. While talking, both Izo and Marco waited patiently, Marco nervous and holding Thatch's hand tighter. Izo noticed and knew who was on the other end. The adoption agency.

"We'll be there. Thank you so much. See you." Thatch hung up and grinned brightly at his lover. "They have a young girl needing a new home and they think we can give her a safe and loving home. She's 3 years old and her name is Stella."

Marco smiled brightly and brought Thatch into a happy kiss. "I can't believe it, yoi." His heart felt like it was going to burst. Just like when the two of them first kissed and he realized that Thatch did indeed love him more than just friends and brothers. This was a feeling Marco loved and always could recall on days where they had fought or when he in general had a bad day and thatch wasn't around.

"That's wonderful. Congratulations. A girl, hmm?" Izo smiled, emptying his cup. A girl would be nice and balance everything out. She would get spoiled, but also raised to be responsible and independent. Of that Izo was sure.

-x-

"Welcome back, Marco, Thatch."

"Thank you, Miss Makino." Thatch smiled and took her hand.

Marco just nodded, trying to hide how nervous he was. His eyes went from Makino and around the room. Of course the girl wasn't there, but he liked how cozy and relaxed the place was. The room almost looked like a living room in any home and Marco liked that. It invited people to ease up and be welcoming towards each other. Probably the purpose, seeing at in this room many met their possible child/parents or met the surrogate to their child/the possible future parents to your unborn child.

Both male sat down, as Makino gestured it. "She is adorable. I'm sure you will get along and you can give her the home she deserves." The woman smiled, before leaving the two alone to get the child.

It didn't take long, though both Marco and Thatch got more nervous and excited. Soon they would meet their daughter. They were sure Makino was right and they would match with the girl. It made both men have butterflies in their stomach.

The girl had soft blond hair, brown eyes and she held onto Makino's skirt, as they came into the room. Both Marco and Thatch smiled kindly and softly to her. Makino gently brought Stella with her to the couch and chairs.

"Stella, this is Marco and Thatch and they want to be your fathers." Makino introduced them, pointing at the men, as she said their names.

"Two fathers?" The girl looked puzzled, her eyes on the two males.

"Yes and a grandfather and a grandmother, yoi." Marco smiled, showing her it might sound weird, but there wasn't any need to feel odd about it.

She blinked. "No mother?"

"If you need a motherly figure too, I'm sure my mother, who'll be your grandmother, will be there for you." Thatch assured her.

"Don't need any. I want a home." The girl started to tear up.

Marco rose from his seat and got onto his knee in front of Stella. "And we'll give you one. With your own room, a small garden and a playground nearby. You'll get all the love you need, so you can be as wonderful as you are now, when you grow up, yoi."

Thatch stood too and placed a hand on Marco's shoulder. "You'll be safe and loved with us." He smiled to her and it seemed it was just what she wanted to hear, as she let go of Makino's skirt and took Marco's hand.

"Me call you dad." She said to Marco, before looking at Thatch. "And you Daddy. Okay?"

Marco chuckled and ruffled her hair gently with his free hand. "More than okay, Stella. Are you ready to go home, yoi?"

She looked at Makino, who gave a soft nod. Then she looked back at Marco. "Yes, dad. I want to go home." There were tears in her eyes, but he could see it was happy tears.

Marco rose, still holding her hand. She reached up to take the hand of Thatch, which he gladly gave her. Both men had a pure happy smile on their lips and Makino smile too. She rose from the chair and patted Stella's head gently.

"She has a few things, but she will need more." The woman spoke.

Thatch chuckled. "Don't worry. We'll take her shopping tomorrow."

With that they went to get Stella's things and sign the papers, so she was legally the adopted child of Marco and Thatch. After everything was done, the men thanked Makino and the three said their goodbyes. Marco helped Stella into the car and seated her in the car chair they had borrowed from a friend, while Thatch got her stuff in the back. It was Marco that drove back.

Stella looked curiously around, as she stepped into her new home. Marco and Thatch let her walk around, exploring every room. As she came to her room, she gave a squeak and jumped onto the bed. Neither men had done much to the room, they wanted Stella to have some saying in what stuff to be in her room, but they had bought the most necessary things, liken drawers, closest and a bed.

"So soft." She sighed and cuddled into the blanket and pillows. Marco and Thatch smiled, as the latter placed her bag in the room. They let her soak in the bed for a little while, just watching her. She seemed to like it so far and it made them feel relieved. Both had been so nervous that she wouldn't like them and/or their home, but Stella seemed to be an easy child.

"Daddy? Who cook? Can I have meatballs?" She looked up at Thatch.

"I'm the one cooking in this home and yes, I can make you some meatballs. You can help me if you want to. Or play with dad." Thatch smiled, liking how the word dad sounded when coming from his lips. It was sweet and cute that she had decided what to call them and it had melted his heart even more. He knew Marco's heart also was melted.

"Play with dad, please." She said, looking at Marco.

Marco chuckled and ruffled her hair affectionately. "Of course we can play while daddy cooks, yoi." It felt so normal to say daddy about Thatch and Marco knew that it was right. That this was how their family should be like, how it should start.

Cheering, Stella went to the shelf, where they had some games stored. She took out one and looked questioning at Marco. He just nodded and led her to the table in the kitchen, so they were all together. Thatch was cooking and the other two playing a game. This was how their first afternoon and evening as a family started.