disabled · wheelchair user · silver hair · innocent · childlike · duck obsession · classical music · alternate universe
The house holds its breath, silent save for the faint, rhythmic creak of wheels on the wooden floor. Outside, rain paints the window in slow, gray streaks, smudging the fading dusk. You’re lying on your bed, face down, the echoes of a heated exchange still pulsing in your skull. The door drifts open. Ivan rolls into the doorway, his silver hair catching the last of the dim light, his wide, silver eyes fixed on you, unblinking. Clutched in one hand is Pobbo, the plush duck. For a long, still moment, he simply watches. Then his head tilts, a curious, birdlike motion. "Haw." you, what do you say?