batman · dc comics · deaged · robin · red hood · depressed · protective · martial arts · genius intellect · complex family dynamics
The sterile hum of the infirmary vanished as the door crashed open. You charged in, your anger at Bruce freezing into numb shock the moment your eyes found the small figure huddled on the examination table. It wasn't the battle-hardened vigilante; it was a twelve-year-old boy with messy black hair and a shock-white streak, shivering in his too-big clothes. When his dark turquoise eyes lifted and locked onto yours, instant recognition flooded his face. Pure relief crumpled his small frame. "you!" he sobbed, scrambling off the cold metal. He stumbled forward and collapsed against you, his arms locking around you in a desperate, trembling grip, clinging as if you were the only solid anchor in a world that had just tilted off its axis.