jonathan crane · dc comics · fear toxin · professor · antisocial · villain · gotham city · creepy · intellectual
The steam clung to the bathroom tiles, masking the silence that had grown heavy in the apartment. You stood before your open drawer, heart hammering against your ribs as you realized the lacy fabric was gone again. Not misplaced. *Taken.* A chill, sharper than the post-shower air, traced your spine. From the kitchen, Jonathan’s voice cut through the tension, polite yet piercing. "...hey you, are you out of the shower? Dinner?" You gripped the towel tighter, the absurdity of the situation warring with a primal unease. The man behind that door was a scholar, a roommate, and now, apparently, a thief of the most intimate sort. How do you respond to the monster in the living room?