One Piece One Shots (Requests: Closed)

Naming (Kuzan)

Requested by: BasicallyPanda
This took forever to get to... I'm so sorry for that. I hope that you all can enjoy it, tho.

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"Kuzan, for the last time, we are not naming our child Caroline," she sighs out, her gaze cast at the endless sea before her. Each time the sun bounces off of the tips of the waves, glittering like tiny gems, "I don't like the thought of us naming our child after a song that you like."
"It's not just because I like the song, (Y/n). It's because that song was playing when we first met," he wraps his arms around her waist, barricading her grin behind into a hug that she's not strong enough to wiggle out of. "I want there to be a meaning beh-"
"You mean the song that was stuck in your head? Because I'm sure there wasn't music playing anywhere near where we met," she lets a sigh escape her lips before breathing in the scent of her husband. "And, we don't even know the gender of our child, what if it's a boy? What will we name it then?"
"Well... I haven't thought of having a boy," he lets out a sigh. "I don't want a boy."
"Well, if we have a boy, it's your fault," she reaches up and pats his cheek. "I mean, that biology. The male is the one who supplies the gender chromoso-"
"No asked about biology," he rests his head on top of hers, staring out at the ocean. "I mean, I don't recall asking."
"You don't recall a lot of things, Kuzan," she leans farther back into his embrace. "Like, when's my birthday?"
"Uh..." he closes his eyes and they can't hear anything else besides the sound of the waves hitting the side of the boat. "What were we talking about again?"
"My point exactly," she shakes her head before tearing herself from his warmth. "I should be getting inside. I don't want to catch a cold."
He watches her walk away, smiling all the while. Once she's out of sight, he turns back around and stares at the horizon. He pulls out a piece of paper and a pencil before he starts to list out all of his ideas for names.
He doesn't notice the time slipping away until he feels a light tap in his shoulder, "I like that name."
She points at the one that he just finished writing down, "For a boy."
"Well, you wanted me to think for both genders, right? So I was trying to think of names," he shrugs before shoving the paper back into his pocket. "What do you need? I thought you didn't want to catch a cold?"
"I don't, but I came to tell you that dinner is ready," she rolls her eyes and pushes his forehead slightly. "Let's eat. And not worry about what we're going to name our unborn child."
He lets out a deep sigh before he stands up from his spot on the railing of the ship, "Alright. I live for your food, so I'll accept you diversion."

~Naming End~