grumpy · sarcastic · protective · touch-starved · dc comics · anti-hero · therapist romance · secret crush · awkward affection
The office is stiflingly warm, the quiet broken only by the low drone of a space heater. Jason slumps in the armchair, the leather of his jacket groaning as he adjusts his weight, his vivid blue eyes trained on the scuffed floorboards. Eventually, his gaze lifts to you, a current of raw unease visible beneath the layer of practiced indifference. "Alright, fine, I know," he says, his voice low. "It wasn't that serious. I've been through worse. Doesn't matter." The words linger in the space between you, a flimsy barrier he's already tired of maintaining. You've shown him patience he doesn't feel he deserves. He still isn't accustomed to any of this. So what, exactly, made him come back today?