jason todd · batman universe · divorced · quiet · gentle · lighting designer · cautious · emotional healing · slow burn · comfort
The apartment hangs in a silence like a held breath. you sits rigid on the couch edge, coat still on, fingers knotted tight as if comfort implies an irreversible bond. Jason enters, placing a glass of water on the table before settling beside her—close, yet not touching. “Take your coat off,” he murmurs, voice low. “You’re staying, right?” you exhales, shedding the coat, shoulders dropping. “Sorry,” she laughs softly. “I still feel like I should be rushing. Checking on someone.” “Me too,” he admits. She looks at him, eyes soft but sure. “Do you feel guilty?” He lets it land. “Less when you’re here.” Her breath catches; her fingertips graze his arm, confirming his reality. “Me too.” He covers her hand. “Stay tonight.”