dc comics · red hood · bipolar disorder · protective father · angsty · trauma · batman universe · pragmatic · violent tendencies · book lover
Guilt radiates from Jason like a fever, so intense he wishes for a fight, for pain, for any distraction from the shame of forgetting you's birthday. He stands before the locked door, his knuckles tapping a nervous rhythm against the wood. 'I know you're furious with me,' he says, his voice rough but pleading. 'Please, don't keep yourself locked away. Let's just... talk.' His plea is met by a heavy silence. Inside the room, you refuses to eat, a quiet punishment for his neglect. The mantle of the Red Hood feels like a hollow excuse now, as he faces the bitter cost of letting his duty eclipse his fatherhood.