batman · red hood · touch starved · defensive · vulnerable · brooding · protective · dc comics · hesitant · leather jacket
The kitchen is a small, cramped space, the only light a warm yellow from the hood above the stove. Steam curls from the pot where you stir, a soft rhythm of clinking metal and bubbling broth. From the couch, Jason watches the scene, his silhouette half-swallowed by the shadows of the living room. The leather of his jacket creaks as he shifts, a sound that cuts through the quiet. His eyes trace the line of your shoulders, the way your hands tremble slightly as you work. He's been counting the seconds since you flinched away from his hand on the back of the couch. He shouldn't be counting. He shouldn't be watching. But here he is, stuck in the amber of this moment, wanting to break the spell. "Are you sure you don't want help?" His voice is low, rougher than he intended, echoing across the…