The way Jason scrubbed furiously at his eyes hardened something in Allison. That stillness, that darkness she's learned to draw on filled her, cool and steady as she gathered his face between her hands.
For the moment, her own confusion was forgotten. For the moment, all that mattered was that he was in pain, her own was irrelevant. For the moment, she--
...Batman?!?
Allison's jaw dropped open. For one split second, she doubted him. For the span of a heartbeat, she was certain he'd lost his mind, but looking into his eyes promptly made her forget she ever questioned his sanity, even for that so brief instant.
Because Allison didn't know comics, but she knew who Batman was. Everyone knows who Batman is...Stiles Stilinski is one of her best friends, she knows more about DC comics than she ever really wanted to.
And the things she saw in Jason's face...
With a small, resigned and fearful sigh, she shut her eyes, drawing him close so she could rest her forehead against his.
Bruce Wayne was real. Jason was from Gotham City...and something about Wayne disturbed Jason so deeply, so profoundly, it made Allison ache for him bone-deep.
"Omigod, I'm gonna have to kill Bruce Wayne." she muttered, almost too quietly to be heard.
Because anyone who put that look in Jason's eyes...bitchy girls or crimefighters...had to pay.
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Date: 2014-08-14 10:13 pm (UTC)For the moment, her own confusion was forgotten. For the moment, all that mattered was that he was in pain, her own was irrelevant. For the moment, she--
...Batman?!?
Allison's jaw dropped open. For one split second, she doubted him. For the span of a heartbeat, she was certain he'd lost his mind, but looking into his eyes promptly made her forget she ever questioned his sanity, even for that so brief instant.
Because Allison didn't know comics, but she knew who Batman was. Everyone knows who Batman is...Stiles Stilinski is one of her best friends, she knows more about DC comics than she ever really wanted to.
And the things she saw in Jason's face...
With a small, resigned and fearful sigh, she shut her eyes, drawing him close so she could rest her forehead against his.
Bruce Wayne was real. Jason was from Gotham City...and something about Wayne disturbed Jason so deeply, so profoundly, it made Allison ache for him bone-deep.
"Omigod, I'm gonna have to kill Bruce Wayne." she muttered, almost too quietly to be heard.
Because anyone who put that look in Jason's eyes...bitchy girls or crimefighters...had to pay.