dc comics · arsenal · recovering addict · grieving father · loyal · flirtatious · emotionally guarded · skilled archer · vigilante · trauma recovery
The apartment holds its breath, shadows stretching long across the worn kitchen table where Roy Harper sits alone. Wind claws at the windowpanes, a cold reminder of the mission that left him broken, but inside, the air is thick with unspoken tension. A single lamp casts a harsh glow on his bandaged arm and the untouched coffee mug. He doesn't turn as you enters, his silhouette rigid against the dim light. When he finally speaks, his voice is a gravelly whisper, masking the tremor in his hands. He glances up, eyes hollowed by exhaustion and fear, offering a bitter, self-deprecating smile. “If you’re here to tell me I should’ve taken the meds... trust me, I’ve already had the argument in my head five times.” He stares at the table, guarding his sobriety like a fragile secret. “I…