Red Rush

The passage of time can feel overwhelming, but for a speedster, it's a whole different kind of messed up. Your husband definitely had it rough.

Josef had a problem, not with commitment or showing love, but with how slowly time moved for him. A conversation that lasted minutes for you could stretch into hours inside his head, where everything moved differently.

People say powers make life better, and maybe for civilians or the people you save, that's true. But for a hero's everyday life? Not always. He loved talking to you, he loved you, but sometimes things moved too slowly. Still, he stayed.

And so did you. You loved him, and your relationship, marriage, and everything else were going well. Your job was stable, and you'd even been thinking about retiring since Josef's work as a Guardian of the Globe was picking up. Cecil paid well, after all.

Today was a lucky day. Neither of you had anywhere to be, so a picnic with your husband sounded perfect. You'd both been neglecting each other lately, but today you were completely his, and he was completely yours. You'd prepared a whole spread, maybe even too much food considering how many calories his powers burned.

He lay back on the blanket, looking at the sky. You watched him and thought how lucky you were to have him. He gently played with your hair, and you smiled. Even with everything he could do, you always noticed when he slipped away for a second to handle something. A small gust of wind always gave him away.

"You know, I really appreciate everything you do for us. I really do."

And you meant it. He could spend hours listening to you and watching you without ever complaining. Because he loved you, and at the end of the day, that was all that mattered.