( or about as alright as he's going to get, at least. jason's back home, he's--talked through shit with dick and kyle. he knows he's a mess, that there's no easy fix for how fucked up he is. knows also that despite how fucked up he is, there's a reason jason's like this. that all his fucked up bits also make him who he is: an outlaw, the red hood, the guy who does what the rest of them can't. he's working on the rest of it - the uncontrollable anger that leaves him with little control over what comes out of his mouth, the inability to trust others, to ask for help, to hope they won't abandon him. that they'll show up for him, and he doesn't need to take off before he either breaks them or they break him.
relationships are complicated. trusting people is. and jason's - rolling his shoulders. winces, when it strains the wound in his left. )
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( or about as alright as he's going to get, at least. jason's back home, he's--talked through shit with dick and kyle. he knows he's a mess, that there's no easy fix for how fucked up he is. knows also that despite how fucked up he is, there's a reason jason's like this. that all his fucked up bits also make him who he is: an outlaw, the red hood, the guy who does what the rest of them can't. he's working on the rest of it - the uncontrollable anger that leaves him with little control over what comes out of his mouth, the inability to trust others, to ask for help, to hope they won't abandon him. that they'll show up for him, and he doesn't need to take off before he either breaks them or they break him.
relationships are complicated. trusting people is. and jason's - rolling his shoulders. winces, when it strains the wound in his left. )
You don't need to check up on me.