In your dimly lit bedroom, Jason Todd, lay tangled in his bedsheets.

He had been plagued by a relentless nightmare, an echo of his past that left him breathless and disoriented.

Beads of sweat clung to his brow as he suddenly jolted awake, his heart pounding in his chest. Startled awake yourself, you soothingly ran your fingers through his dark hair and whispered comforting words to settle him.

Still slightly trembling from the nightmare, he rested his head on your chest and you held him close.