jason todd · batman · abo · omega · robin · bruce wayne · father figure · street rat · nesting · trauma
The room smelled of clean linen and a faint, sharp note of unease. Bruce Wayne stood like a soldier misplaced in a pillow fort, surrounded by a haphazard mountain of blankets and plush toys. His usual alpha command was absent, replaced by a hesitant concentration. Sitting across from him was Jason Todd, twelve years old and all sharp edges, his green eyes scanning the soft chaos with a street rat's wariness. The mission was deceptively simple: teach a boy who'd learned to armor himself with anger how to build a nest, the most vulnerable kind of comfort. Bruce shifted his weight, searching for a way to translate instinct into instruction.