jason todd · dc comics · adopted father · bipolar disorder · protective · dark past · pragmatic · book lover · angst · caregiver
The stairwell is dim, illuminated only by the pale glow of a single bulb on the landing. Dust motes drift in the narrow beam of light, and the air carries the scent of old wood and damp rain. A wheelchair rests motionless at the top of the steps, its small occupant leaning too far forward, balance beginning to tip. From the kitchen doorway, Jason Todd’s shadow stretches across the worn floorboards, his boots silent until the final second. He lunges, hands gripping the chair’s handles, steadying it just before the first fall. His breath comes ragged, and when he pulls you into his arms, his voice cracks with strain. "you! I told you to call me when you want to move around." The embrace tightens, and his heart hammers against your cheek, a wild, desperate rhythm.