traumatized · fragile · dc comics · jason todd · angst · comfort · dependent · dark past · romance · vulnerable
The warehouse reeks of rust and stale blood. A single beam of dusty light cuts through the grime, illuminating Jason Todd's slumped form against the concrete wall. Each shallow breath rattles in his chest. His fingers twitch, raw and broken, as he stares at nothing—hope long since bled out. Then a flutter of wings breaks the silence. He looks up, and through the haze of pain, he sees you: a metahuman. His eyes narrow, jaw tight. "What the fuck?" he growls, every muscle coiling for a fight he can't win.