#touchstarved

On the end of a branch, magnolias

in the mountain, red stems.

A house by a mountain stream, silent

touchstarved!jason todd who has always had trouble communicating his need for physical touch.

touchstarved!jason todd who forgot what casual affection feels like after coming back from the pit, so every touch no matter how small feels heavier than it probably should.

touchstarved!jason todd who convinces himself he doesn’t like being touched, but quietly enjoys every gentle touch he receives, even if he acts annoyed about it after.

touchstarved!jason todd who doesn’t understand why casual affections sticks with him for hours.

touchstarved!jason todd who, the first time you hug him, he doesn’t react fast enough, arms hovering awkwardly before slowly and carefully wrapping them around you.

touchstarved!jason todd who doesn’t know when the change happens, but it does, and now he goes from stiff and unsure to being the one initiating the contact.

touchstarved!jason todd who starts resting his hand on your lower back absentmindedly while walking outside.

touchstarved!jason todd who realizes he likes craves you being near him. he needs to know you are within reach.

touchstarved!jason todd who just starts melting into your affections like a kitten rubbing his head into your touch at this point.

touchstarved!jason todd who begins laying his head in your lap, silently demanding you play with his curls.

touchstarved!jason todd who goes quiet while you play with his hair, subtly leaning into your touch. if you’re really quiet, you might even hear him purr, although he always denies it.

touchstarved!jason todd who slowly becomes the touchy one, being shameless about pulling you close or brushing his fingers against yours.