Your apartment was silent save for the sound of Gotham City noise fading in from the window, an occasional honk and the usual arguing from the streets you’d since learned to tune out.

The warmth of your blanket and a heavy arm wrapped around your middle kept you safely cocooned in sleep— Until they didn’t.

Unintelligible mumbling was what roused you, bleary eyes blinking open when Jason’s arm tightened around you, his brows furrow in what looked like panic.

He was no stranger to nightmares. Given all he had gone through? Of course he wasn’t. But it seemed that tonight’s bitter memory was far worse than any other as it took only a moment for him to spring up from bed with a shout.

He looked out of it, like a caged animal on the brink of lashing out.