“Okay, just, hear me out.” Jason prompted as he sat next to you on the park bench. You had brought you kids to come and play, it was better for them to destroy the park than your shared home.

“One more. Just one more kid, please! They’ve all gotten so big already, I miss having just a little baby around. I can’t even pick up the oldest anymore without them nearly slapping me out of embarrassment,” He huffed with crossed arms and puppy-dog eyes towards you, his spouse. He loved you more than anything, but if he had to choose a different first place. It would easily be his kids, even throughout the struggles of raising them all the while being a vigilante.

Jason watched tentatively between you and the kids running around. Ugh, they were so cute when they were young.