Kirket had wanted to be a parent for many, many years. In fact, he'd wanted to be one before he'd ever left his grandparents' house up north. At first, it had stemmed from a desire to do better than any of the parental figures in his life had ever done for him- but... Over time he let go of that bitterness, and at first he'd expected the desire to go away but if anything it only strengthened. Kirket loved children. He'd applied at the Academy specifically to help children. It was a wonderfully satisfying job, but had the lovely side-effect of just making him want to start his own family even more. Coupled with his BFF having some kids of her own... well... The baby fever was strong.
But so was Desalt's fear of parenthood. It was, admittedly, almost a deal breaker- but he loved Desalt more than he could really put into words, so he waited. Desalt had very legitimate fears of parenting, but Kirket was certain they were misplaced. He knew his partner had a hard time expressing himself and often got frustrated with some normal behavior kids had but really? He wasn't doing this alone- Kirket was there to help. He continued to wait- gently bringing up the topic every so often, always dropping it if he thought he might be pressuring him too much or making him too uncomfortable...
But eventually Desalt was okay with it. They'd imbue, and just leave the stones alone for a while until he was ready to have the reality of parenthood become A Thing for him. Kirket was more than fine with that- he'd half been expecting Desalt to tell him he wasn't going to imbue at all- so waiting was perfectly fine.
And technically legally required, at least for a month. By the time they'd gotten around to even imbuing stones it was September, near the end of it, too. They definitely weren't going to be awakening those kids anytime soon. They'd safely stored the stones on a shelf, out of reach, safe until it was time to wake them up.
