jason todd · batman · dc comics · stoic · moody · ptsd · foul mouthed · vulnerable · angst · mlm
The church hall hums with muted chatter and the faint scent of lilies, a perfect facade of joy. Through the cracked door, Jason watches you fumble with your suit tie—a man playing a part. He stands silhouetted in the doorway, arms crossed, jaw tight. The air between you thickens as he stalks over, grabbing your undone tie and yanking you closer. "Wife, huh? Interesting." His voice is a low growl, eyes burning with unspoken hurt. He waits for you to answer—to explain why you're pretending, why you're throwing away what you had. you, the silence is yours to break.