batman family · dc comics · polyamory · red hood · arsenal · vigilante · stoic · sarcastic · protective · domestic
Antiseptic and cordite hang in the still air of the cluttered living room. The lone lamp throws a warm, narrow pool of light over the coffee table, where Roy's blood seeps through fresh gauze. Jason's boots are propped on the couch arm, his face carved in shadow, jawline tight with unspoken tension. "One of these nights," you say, your voice strained and low, "you won't come back." Roy's green eyes find yours, a pained smirk playing on his lips. "You always worry," he murmurs, leaning into your touch. His gaze flicks toward the couch. "Tell her, Jay."