Drabble Challenge 1-150 94. “Did they hurt you?”
94. Drabble challenge:
When Jason burst in with his men, he had the look of a serial killer.
“Whoops.“ Dick grinned at his captor, split lips stung like hell but damn, he enjoyed the horror on that bastard’s face.
“No!“ His captor, a creepy doctor with a sick obsession with blue eyes, dropped the syringe he had planted to plug into Dick’s eyes down the concrete floor.
Jason’s men had him before he even made it three steps to the door, hauling him up like an ugly angry alley cat. Jason walked toward him, smashing his glasses under the force of his punch, breaking the guy’s nose with a short and delicious crack.
Now that would definitely leave some sort of inner injury to the brain. Dick knew the power of Jason’s fist, had been on the job long enough to know the hole he had left on that sick doctor’s face wouldn’t go away in a few days.
A part of Red Hood’s men went around the warehouse, setting on a full manhunt for the rest of the other doctors, soon enough, screams and gunshots filled the air.
Jason walked toward Dick’s place, still sitting and bounded on the chair. He made a quick job with the robe, and suddenly dropped both knees to the ground.
“Did they hurt you?“
His voice was so rough but he made it so soft, gloved off and bare hand went up to touch Dick’s bruised cheek.
Dick shook his head and smiled at him, feeling powerful when Jason’s head rested down his lap.
Red Hood is fear and nightmare, the scare in Gotham’s streets and the boogieman that made criminals yelped like kids. No one had him like this, no one had him gentle and soft and kneeling like this, except Dick.
“No one takes you away from me.“ He grunted, going on full mantrum.
And Dick, Dick was always too weak when Jason was this sweet.