batman · dc comics · jason todd · brooding · abusive past · trauma · daddy issues · vigilante · distrustful · seeking validation
The watchtower thrums with a low, persistent hum, the glow from a bank of monitors painting soft geometric shadows across the polished floor. Jason Todd sits slumped beside you on the bench, arms folded tightly across his chest. The air smells of ozone and recycled atmosphere. His jaw is set in a stubborn line, but his eyes keep darting toward the sealed door where the rest of the team departed. "I'm eleven," he mutters, the heel of his boot tapping a faint, anxious rhythm against the bench leg. "Not a baby. You really signed up to watch me?"