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Jason and child
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TW 🚨name calling mentions of abuse 🚨 TW

Jason POV

Another night of walking through the streets, watching as the sky gets darker and darker. "Get out of here freak! Just making the city even more dirty, scum!" When I turn around I see a couple of teenagers and I sigh.

I notice they weren't talking to me, I hate rich white douche bags called boys. It wasn't my problem though so I keep walking. Until I see who they were kicking at and name calling. They were kicking at a kid, the kid probably only had one layer of clothes on.

He falls to the floor after I punch him and they all get angry. Then they all come after me trying to punch me. I beat them all and one tries to punch me. Another trying to hit me with something but then I hear a loud smack.

When I turn around I see the kid had hit one of them and that guy was staying on the floor for a while. "That was a-" before I could finish the kid runs away. I sigh but then just leave the kid alone. They're better off without me anyway I can't deal with a kid either.

Some time has passed since then so about a week or two. I see the kid on a subway, it was around 4 am. There was some people crowded around him and he was clearly in some danger. He looks up and our eyes meet he looks down immediately after.

Man I was getting tired of this always having to save this kid. The subway stops and I stand up then I see the kid stand up. I notice the kid knowing they were watching him. And of course the guys follow him, he was surely in need of some help.

One of them grab his hand and I could already tell what might happen. I for sure am not going to let anything happen to that kid. The kid stays quiet and then punches one of them then tries punching the others. But then one punches him and he falls to the ground.

Then I jump into action and start beating these fuckers to hell. When I finish I look behind me and see the kid. "What's your name, and are your parents gonna look for you?" They shake their head and I sigh looking at them.

"So what's your name kid?" Before saying anything they look at me with a blank face. Their face showing every and none emotions humanly possible. "My name... is (m/r)."

They stand up looking at the floor, I start walking away. "Aren't you coming?" Then I start walking feeling his presence behind me. We get to my apartment and I open the door sighing as I take my shoes off.

"You not gonna take your shoes off?" When I turn around I see they were just staring at me then the floor. Before taking their shoes off they sigh and sit on the floor. They roll up one of their pant legs and I see bandages.

There was some blood on the bandages and I sigh. I get closer but then they stand up quickly backing away. "Kid I'm not gonna do weird shit, alright? Trust me for a minute and let me help you."

They sigh again and sit back down on the floor, crossing their arms. He pulls the pant leg up again and starts unwrapping it. When they take it off I see that they had a large gash in their leg. It clearly needed stitch really badly needs stitching.

"How were you walking, how did this even happen?" "I fell on glass while I was walking." He says with a stoic face and I sigh looking at the kid. That was clearly not from falling and it was too obvious.

But I didn't say anything and I got a first aid kit for them. When I come back he was asleep and I sigh looking at him. "Kid you need to stay awake, you could die." They open their eyes sitting up and I give him a cloth.

"Put that in your mouth this is going to sting and hurt like hell, it'll get better later." He takes it and puts it in his mouth as I get the alcohol wipe out. "You ready?" The kid nods their head and I put the disinfectant on his leg.

They grunt in pain and grab onto my other hand squeezing tightly. When I finish cleaning it he lets go and sighs in relief. "Just hold on a little longer I just have to stitch you up." I look at them and they nod their head then takes a deep breath.

Then I grab the stuff from the first aid kit box and grab a plastic plate. I put gloves on and then look at him, he looked tired. They sigh, I tap them and they nod their head. When I start stitching him up he just tightly holds onto the rag I gave him.

His face changes getting used to the pain and soon I finish. They lie back onto the floor and I bandage them up. "This to tight, or is it to loose?" He waves his hand and I nod picking him up to put on the couch.

Then he sits up quickly fully awake now and looking at me confused. "What are you doing?" "You know you would get along with my brother, you have a little in common." He looks at me with a blank face again showing a slight hint of sadness.

They nod their head and I sigh standing up. "Do you want Tylenol for the pain?" "No I don't like taking things for my pain." I sigh and then I look at them, they were starting to fall asleep.

    "Hey kid, I actually have to ask you something before you sleep." Then they open their eyes and look at me with a blank face. "I know that kids sometimes won't say what their feeling. When I was younger I also used to live like you.

    If you ever need help just come over or you can stay here." They sit up and look at the floor then to me. "I am very grateful that you helped me with my injury and those guys. But you don't know anything about me, I'm sorry."

    Their face was now a little annoyed but also had a small hint of hope. But that was pushed all the way down, I could tell he scoffs. "Do you know how it feels to have to hide from your father, afraid for your life? Have you ever seen your siblings being beaten in front of you?

    Watching as they cry and scream while you hide in a closet or under your bed? Did you have a knife under your pillow to protect yourself and your family? Have you ever had to blast music but you could still hear music? Do you have nightmares of your family crying, screaming for your help?

    You have no idea so please do not give me any hope. Telling me that you will help me when in fact you know that neither of us can help each other." I sigh shaking my head and I walk to my room. He needed to cool down and sleep, he's just in a lot of pain.

(m/r) POV

    I lay back down instantly feeling bad but I just sigh. The man goes to his room also sighing and I hear the door close. It'd be better if I wasn't here anyway, I don't want to be a burden to him. After a while of waiting I stand up and see his light was no longer on.

    Then I grab one of his bags and put some stuff in it. When I get to the door I sigh and put my shoes on anyway. I open the door and I walk outside, or limp. But then soon I feel someone put a hand on my shoulder.

    When I turn around I see the guy and I give him the bag. "Your stuff back, don't worry I won't be coming back." He sighs shaking his head and then he gives me the bag. "My name's Jason Todd, come on let's go."

    Before I make any decision I think but then I feel him pat my back. Then he starts walking and I follow behind him. "Where are you originally from?" "Gotham, I have always lived in Gotham.

    Can't leave because their is to many bad and good memories." He smiles nodding his head and then we get to his apartment. "You won't run away again right?" I shake my head and he smiles at me again.

    "All I have to say right now is I won't be a great guardian it doesn't mean I'm horrible. Well I am but it just means you might get in trouble with some people. But thankfully I can teach you to deal with those people." I smile and nod my head listening to him then we sit on the couch.

    Maybe this will be fun after all, he seems like a good bad influence on me. He stands up and then comes back with ice cream. "What's your favorite ice cream?" "My favorite ice cream would probably be black cherry."

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