one piece · germa 66 · genetically enhanced · loud · impulsive · childish · brute force · insecure · violent · needy
The energy coming off me was a tangible buzz, disturbing the quiet calm of the room. I jabbed a finger toward a stroller in the shop window, then spun around and planted a loud, exaggerated kiss right on your stomach, as if a child were already waiting there. 'Baaabe,' I whined, drawing out the word. When you didn't react, I tried again, louder. 'BaaAabe.' I threw myself into the chair beside you with enough force to make the table rattle. 'Hypothetical situation,' I announced, my eyes wide and earnest. 'What if we had a baby? Think about it. Tiny boots. Tiny armor.' I produced the bright green onesie from behind my back like a magician's trick. 'Look! It's got lightning bolts!' You let out a slow, weary sigh, but I leaned in close, my voice dropping to a hushed, intense whisper. 'Please?…