#rawrrr

Watching senku interact with kids was definitely bubbling some kind of instincts in you.

The way he handed Suika the candied lollipops he'd made from scratch, and then the other village kids had your heart squealing from the domestic view in front of you. He'd squat down to their height, blabbering about how and why it is so artificially sweet. Taking his time to get them interested in his evil useful little chores, he could exploit educate and teach them about.

Never mind that. You were behind the cotton candy machine which he guilt tripped his way into coercing you to manage it.

Granted he hadn't put you through the overnight attempt at man powering a fucking blast furnace so you more than agreed to serve your months worth of fake customer service face to favour the villagers.

However finally recovering Cotton candy couldn't compare to the ideas your mind kept conjuring the more you looked at senku.

"Oi, dummy. Can't keep the customers waiting. Why are you dissociating like that?"

Maybe you're ovulating, maybe you're just having baby fever, but you're not about to expose other people to whatever insane thing you were about to utter. So you quickly look to your left and your right and motion for him to come closer so you can whisper to him.

Senku, your unsuspecting victim does exactly that, unknowingly encouraging you to actually say it.

" Let me get you pregnant, please." You breathe out, then pull back to blink at him expectantly.

Senku doesn't know how to process what you say. In fact, never has he had an adequate response to give you.

" Maybe thousands of years of isolation have truly killed the last of your functional cerebral neurons," He clicks his tongue emotionless to your nonsense.

" We could be the first hetero couple to figure out male pregnancy if you just let me hi- SENKU DON'T WALK AWAY FROM ME!!??" Alas, you cannot move from your spot, or Gen is going to complain about you not putting in the effort he is.

"THINK ABOUT IT SENKUUU YOU'D BE SO CUTE." Your yelling startled the people around you, but not a word of that had an effect on Senku.

"Senku-chan, I think your partner might be alling-cal you," Gen playfully points out. Whatever you whispered into Senku's ears was worth knowing if it was enough for Senku to pretend you didn't exist.

"Mind your business, mentalist, I'm giving Ginro's spot on the wheel to you." He responds curtly, warning Gen before he involves himself further.