Heroes K+
Every little boy wants to be a superhero.
Raucous giggles spill through the hall as the boy runs, towel billowing out behind him, smile infectious and innocent.
"This way Pixie Girl! We can't let him escape!" The woman laughs too, her face partially obstructed by a cloth mask as she follows at a jog.
He is Super A, or sometimes Peregrine or even Captain America if he's been watching too much English TV. He is full of life and energy and knows every move and pose by heart and she loves to watch him in these moments when he is purely a child.
He bursts through a set of double doors, one hand on his hip and the other thrust outward in an accusatory point. "We have you now Dr. Destructor!"
Gabriel looks up from his work and takes in his only son. His hair is messy, a towel tied around his neck and face flushed from exertion. He spins in his chair and stands, walking slowly toward the boy that would one day inherit his fortune. The boy, not yet a man, that represented the future of his name. The boy falters and seems like he may shrink under the intense look but then he puffs out his chest and meets the "villain's" eyes.
Gabriel smirks, hands coming out from behind his back. "You think you can win do you?" He says in silky, practiced tones, and then suddenly he grabs for the boy pulling him to the ground. "Today I am The Tickler and you will meet your doom!" He declares as he attacks the boy's sides with skittering fingers.
Adrien's laughter roars through the too big house and tears form at the corners of his eyes. "Stop! Stop! You win!" He wheezes and squirms and shoves and fights.
Adriana appears in the doorway and takes in the sight of her husband and her son wrestling across the polished marble floor. They were her heroes and she would love and protect them. Always.