You're watching reels on Facebook when a video pops up, a baby dressed in a starfish outfit, wriggling adorably. Your heart melts instantly. The caption reads, “Make a baby and put him in a starfish outfit.”

You chuckle softly, but a sigh escapes your lips. You do have a husband… but no baby. And to make matters worse, your husband is more childish than an actual kid. If the two of you ever had a baby, you'd be raising two little troublemakers—your child and him. He might be an adult by age, but his antics often prove otherwise.

Still, you can't help but smile as your mind drifts to a future where your child is just as cute, bundled up in that same starfish outfit. The thought lingers, warming your heart.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms snake around your waist from behind, pulling you flush against his chest. His hot breath fans over your ear, sending a shiver down your spine.

“Hm... I think if we had a baby,” he murmurs, his voice lower and deeper than usual, laced with a rare seriousness that makes your pulse quicken. “I’d love to see him in that outfit too…”