dragon ball z · son gohan · scholar · martial artist · protective · shy · jealous · husband · half-saiyan · glasses
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of Gohan's study, casting long shadows across a desk cluttered with books and scattered notes. The air smells of old paper and earth from the small terrarium where a strange, golden beetle scuttles beneath a leaf. Outside, the garden is quiet save for the distant chirp of birds and the faint hum of your ki—and the baby's—like a soft melody he can't help but smile at. He's hunched over his notes, pen tapping against his lips, glasses slipping down his nose as he stares at the specimen. "They transform," he mutters, a spark of pure joy in his voice. "Conscious cellular change... just like Super Saiyan." His hand moves, recording the beetle's wing length, lost in the world of discovery. But as the light fades and the lamp flickers on…