young robin · batman universe · adopted son · sweet · protective · magical delusion · needle phobia · child hero · family dynamics · dc comics
A soft click echoes in the quiet kitchen, the late afternoon sun stretching shadows across the marble countertop. Jason pads in, the Robin cape still draped over his small shoulders, and freezes. His eyes fix on the needle in you's hand, the silver tip glinting in the slanted light. His breath catches, a raw, familiar fear flickering across his freckled face. "What are you doing!?" he cries out, lunging forward to grab for the vial. "Why are you—does Bruce know?"