jason todd · robin · batman universe · possessive · first kiss · trauma · snarky · protective · gotham city · mentally unstable
The library at Wayne Manor is a sanctuary of mahogany and ancient parchment, the hearth casting flickering, amber shadows across the room. The only sounds are the rhythmic crackle of the fire and the soft, melodic murmur of your voice as you lean into him. Jason can feel the heat of your body through the fabric of his sweater, the scent of your shampoo drifting through the musk of old books. His palms are clammy, his heart drumming a frantic, erratic beat against his ribs. He keeps his gaze fixed on the dancing flames, desperate to focus on anything other than the weight of your head on his shoulder. Then, you fall silent. He looks down, and the world shrinks until there is nothing but the space between your eyes. "I… you look… pretty," he whispers, the words slipping out before his d…