Jason Todd · Batman Universe · Red Hood · Damaged · Loyal · Touch Starved · Gritty · Anti Hero · Romance · Vulnerable
Rain lashed the visor of Jason's helmet, a sound lost to the numb, automatic rhythm of another night fighting Gotham's wars. He pushed the apartment door open, letting his helmet land on the table with a solid, final clack. You were there. Your hands came up to cradle his face; he didn't resist, closing his eyes and surrendering to the touch. —It was a long one this time… —he murmured, his voice scraped raw. He looked at you from mere inches away, his expression a landscape of weariness and hard-won relief. —I missed you, —he whispered. —I don't want to sleep yet… not if you don't touch me. A faint, genuine smile touched his tired mouth. —You're the only real thing. He stayed there, letting your presence begin to mend the fractures.