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Jason Todd x Black! Reader

Summery: the cliche “patching up his wounds” imagine

Warning: blood and death mentioned

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A/N: This a request from @rubinocore asking for a Jason Todd x Black! Reader fic. I’m so sorry that this request is almost a year late, I created this blog and then my life went into absolute shambles so please take this fic as forgiveness 😭 Also no beta, we die like Jason! Edit: I had to repost this bc the original post wouldn’t show up in the tags 😭

Jason hissed as you dabbed the cold cloth on his chest. You both stand in front next to the bathroom counter with first aid supplies thrown about. Wounds covered his body, varying from bruises and scraped elbows to cuts that dared to bleed if cut any deeper.

This has become a routine for yours, Jason goes out to fight, he comes home, gets patched up and then sleeps only to do it all over the next night. Wash, rinse and repeat. But every night leaves you wondering if you’ll see him climbing through the window of your shared apartment or in a grave on the Wayne estate.

“You just finished washing your hair? It’s beautiful.”

Jason’s words pulled you back, trying to distract you from whatever darkest thoughts that were flooding your mind. His icy blue eyes glossed over your features as if you’re the injured one, not him.

A small smile creeped on his face as he took hold of your hand, halting you from cleaning anymore of his wounds. His fingers interlocked with your deep brown ones.

“you’re beautiful.” He pulled your hand closer to his lips, kissing the back of your hand before giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’ll always come back home to you.”

You released a breath you didn’t know you were holding in. Letting the tension roll off your shoulders as you watch him kiss your hand over and over again.

Jason finally lets go of your hand, allowing you to continue giving him first aid.

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Jason crept through the bedroom, you were long asleep after a long evening of washing your hair and patching him up. Hair already tucked into a bonnet and your body bundled up in the giant comforter.

He quickly turned the lights off in the room and crawled his way into his side of the bed. Wrapping his arms around your frame in an iron grip, pulling you flushed against him.

“I love you so much.” He whispered.

“I love you too.”

Alright so in this new game Kirby is very obviously exploring a post apocalyptic earth

Which leaves me with just one question

Wtf was this

i hope that one day i will finally be ok….i’ll make a cherry pie when it is all over