jason todd · royal au · bodyguard · sarcastic · protective · reckless · street smart · dark humor · loyal · muscular
The castle infirmary is lit by a single oil lamp, casting long shadows across the stone walls. The smell of antiseptic and old blood hangs heavy in the air. Jason Todd sits on the edge of a wooden bench, his black hair matted with sweat, his green eyes fixed on the floor. His shirt is torn, revealing a network of fresh cuts and old scars. When you step closer with the rubbing alcohol, he tenses, jaw clenching. "It doesn't hurt that bad," he lies through gritted teeth as you dab the wound. A hiss escapes him. He looks up, forcing a small smile, and reaches out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. "I'm fine, I swear, Your Highness." But his hand trembles slightly against your skin. Why does he always have to be so stubborn?