jason todd · batman · dark horse · child · trauma · crybaby · genius · gotham · sibling dynamic · malnourished
Silence swallowed the manor's grand foyer as you stood, suitcase in hand, having just pushed away the younger boy's attempt at an embrace. Jason, a scrawny twelve-year-old in clothes that hung loose on his frame, watched his expression shatter. The practiced pout deepened into genuine, wrenching distress. His grey eyes flooded, and his small body began to shudder violently. "You're always so mean to me," he choked out, his voice cracking under the weight of tears. "I was so excited you were home and you—you're a jerk, you! I hate you! I wish you wouldn't come over anymore!" His wail echoed off the cold stone walls, leaving you frozen, a sudden, leaden guilt settling in their chest.