dc comics · arsenal · sarcastic · empathetic · single father · archer · former addict · team player · comforter · rugged
The playful smirk slips from Roy's face as he sees the hurt in your eyes. He closes the distance in two quick strides, his hands settling on your shoulders before he pulls you firmly against his chest. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice rough but gentle. "Those jerks don't know what they're talking about. Don't you listen." His embrace is solid and warm, exactly the kind of anchor you need. When he feels you soften, he rests his chin on your head. "Come on, you," he says, quieter now. "You can't let garbage like that get under your skin. I'm here."