"Baby," Dylan called, his head leaning against your shoulder. Today is your third year anniversary. Both of you are watching a movie, sitting comfortably on the couch of your shared house.

"Yes?" You replied with your usual monotone voice, eating popcorn while your eyes were on TV. He shifted from his seat and looked at you with his puppy eyes.

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" He asked genuinely.

His sudden question made you stop eating and stare at him blankly. This is not the first time he asked such a question and sometimes you wonder where he got such things.

"Would you?" He repeated when you didn't answer right away, expecting you to give him the answer that he wanted. You sighed from the sight. He's at it again, you better not ignore him or he'll cry again.