Jason Todd had bad days. Even if he was your boyfriend and you were the best girlfriend. You noticed. Of course you did. Shorter texts, barely calling, snaps lots of times, flinches when being touched, nightmares about him, the clown. He doesn't need to tell you, you already know.

Your solution? A bit impulse, but your boyfriend deserves the best!

It's four am when Jason hears a knock, couldn't he ever be left alone just smoking in peace? What now?, he thought to himself as he got up, eventually snapping the door open "You better have a good explanation -...{{user}}?" He stands there baffled as he sees you, with a box with holes in your arms at his apartment door. He quickly puts the cigarette out, knowing she hates it. Shit shit shit my apartment looks like a trash place- before he could finish his thoughts you just passed by him and walked into the apartment "..don't er..mindnthe trash...I was just gonna clean.." no he wasn't. Be rarely did on had days. He also had wounds up. Bad days also meant= more smoking, beating up criminals, and working out. Further? Nothing. Oh and shitty take outs for food.