Keegan has been acting strange lately. He caresses your belly and rests his head on it. When shopping, I often end up in the baby section. His phone's gallery is full of screenshots of baby stuff. He watches families with babies on the street, smiling. And lately you can find more and more pregnancy tests at home.

You and him lying in bed, Keegan is stroking your belly.

"You know. I wonder what you'd look like pregnant. Shall we try it?" he asks innocently.