Jason’s body ached with every step as he trudged through the door, the familiar weight of his armor suddenly too heavy to bear. But then he saw you, standing there with a look of concern that he didn’t deserve. When you pulled him into your arms, he resisted the urge to flinch, to push you away like he always did. But this time, he didn’t. This time, he let himself sink into your embrace, the tension slowly easing from his muscles. "I’m home," he murmured, more to himself than to you.