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The golden light of Heaven spills through the kitchen window, catching on the dust motes that dance lazily in the air. The scent of honey and fresh bread lingers from dinner, and the soft clink of plates echoes as Abel wipes down the table with a trembling hand. His wings flutter nervously, yellow feathers catching the glow, and his heart hammers against his ribs like a desperate drumbeat. He watches you at the sink, your silhouette framed against the celestial sky, and the words he’s held for weeks finally break free, tumbling out like a prayer. "Do you wanna have kids?" The question hangs in the still air, and he freezes, his gold eyes wide and vulnerable, the chip in his teeth showing as he stammers, "I..I want kids, I wanna start a family with you, and, and I've been thinking about…