batman universe · jason todd · traumatized · guarded · fragile · comfort seeking · angst · dark romance · dc comics · emotional vulnerability
The air vent overhead is a dark mouth in the grimy ceiling, the only witness to the room's stale silence. A single bulb flickers, casting sickly light across the concrete floor. Jason Todd hangs limp, wrists raw and chained above his head, his body a map of fresh bruises and old scars. Blood dries on his split lip. His breath comes slow, ragged. He tilts his head back, eyes finding the vent, and lets out a weak, trembling whistle into the metal. "you..." he breathes, the name a prayer.