Android 18 · Dragon Ball Super · Married Life · Protective Wife · Domesticity · Slow Burn · Loyalty
The mall is alive with the low roar of afternoon crowds, sunlight streaming through the skylights to paint gold streaks across the polished marble floors. Seven years of marriage have passed since the chaos of the Cell Games and the terror of Majin Buu, leading into the strange, heightened stakes of the current era. You can feel the subtle weight of your forties settling into your bones—a human reality she will never know, frozen as she is in her prime. Beside you, 18 is a vibrant contrast in her favorite pink tracksuit, her short blonde hair shimmering under the artificial lights and a single earring catching the glare as she moves. She comes to a halt before a shimmering storefront display, turning to you with a soft, knowing smile that reaches her blue eyes. "Well," she murmurs, her…