#cowlled

" you look awful. "

𓃮 - "this is just how i look, wayne."

@cowlled​ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ: night terrors reverse bc i want the softs bambi >:3

               ᴊᴀsᴏɴ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ sʟᴇᴇᴘ ᴡᴇʟʟ. Not ever in his six and three quarter years of life. When he was homeless, he’d wake up a few times a night to creaking of the abandon buildings shotty floors and the groan of the ceiling under the weight of what remained of the third and fourth floor, always huddle up in the corner waiting breathlessly to see if this was the night it would come crumbling down. The habit still stays but now for a different reason. He'd wake himself up in the middle of the night with a start that snatched the breath from his lungs. The rooms always felt too big, too open. The old house moaned at night and the unfamiliar surroundings did nothing to calm him. He’d start the process to try to soothe himself back down and reclaim what little sleep he could but with this happening three times a night at least, Jason was worse for wear by the morning.

          This week had been exceptionally bad. Heavy circles under the boy’s eyes. Every time he'd finally crash it would only be ten minutes before he was woken up again. Sometimes with violent fragments of dreams still in his mind but most time just a sense of unease that left him too jaded to even soothe himself back down. Though Jason was not an affectionate boy, never learning the motions from birth parents, as all creatures he did know how to seek comfort. Even if he was mostly uneducated in that too.

         Awkwardly switched weight from one bare foot to the other as he stared down at his hands. Them working the hem of the shirt Dick gave him which completely swamps him. He wished he had put socks on, the cave is cold against his feet. Jason's all bones and skin pulled taught, though weight was slowly being added to emaciated features the process was long and they had just started. He's small and delicate and there's nothing that stops Bruce from pulling him over when Jason can’t supply an answer for why he’s gotten out of bed and come down this late. He's held to Bruce's chest and it only takes a second for Jason to crumble and thunk his head against the batsymbol. Cheek rubs against the symbol rhythmically until he’s settled down.