Drabbles ideas from Alazul & Alexithymia

Angst – Indulge

From Alazul

It’s been a couple of days since Hank’s passing since Dawn pulled the trigger, killing him. That guilt has been eating her on the inside and has no idea how to cope with her ex-boyfriend’s passing. She did the one thing she turned turn that would have been once in a blue moon into now drinking a bottle every night: Red Moscato. There were days she had to pull herself together for herself and the Team. But there were some days the blonde woman had wish she had the bomb on her, not Hank. When it came to fighting, Dove channels her anger to which she has never done before until Hawk’s passing.

Dawn was sitting on the kitchen countertop in the dark with a glass of red wine in her hand. Tear marks were stained on her face with fresh tears covering them. The memory of pulling the trigger to the gun kept playing in her mind repeatedly like a broken record. At this point, she wanted to drink herself into a coma and never wanted to wake up so she could join him in heaven. Knowing that Hank would have been so disappointed in her on the actions she caused.

The blonde woman sips her wine slowly in the dark, alone. The taste of the bitter wine took control of both body and mind.

Footsteps echoed towards the kitchen entrance and showing it was D ick Grayson leaning at the door entrance. The former boy wonder noticed how hard the passing of his friend and teammate took a huge toll on Dawn. He understands mourning to lose someone a person loved. D ick can relate to that from losing his parents and Alfred. D ick walks over keeping his mouth shut by walking over getting a glass and pouring himself some Whiskey. He sets on the countertop a few feet from Dawn allowing her to have her space. The brunette man raised his glass gesturing, ‘I’m so sorry, Dawn’ to her.

The blonde was in her own world of being drunk than looking up to see another one of her ex’s and dear friend walking into the kitchen. Her brown eyes see him in the dark walking towards the other side of the countertop pouring himself a glass. Taking a seat on the countertop and raised his glass. She nods to him and slowly slips her wine again.

This was Dawn's way of coping with Hank’s death, drinking.

End Scene

Angst - Patch

From Alexithymia

The Titans got back from a mission with Doctor Light starting hell again in San Francisco. Rachel got injured while taking him out that resulted in a long cut from her right thigh down to her knee. D*ck and Kory carefully carried Rachel into the Infirmary Room setting her on one of the med beds. Dawn took off her gloves and eye goggles from her alter-ego to patch up the Titans sorceress. She had plenty of practice of patching up Hank when she started out as Dove and taking care of her crime-fighting partners' injuries. The former ballerina walks over to the skin to wash her hands and then grabbing the first aid kit. Dawn walks over to the cot to see The Team being at Rachel's bedside, “I need Kory, Gar, and Hank to stay here just in case while keeping Rachel calm.” She reported with everyone else on the Team respected Dove’s wishes leaving the room.

The violet hair teenager cried and hissed in pain.

Hearing Rachel being in pain broke Dawn’s heart and got to work asap. The blonde pulls out a disinfected bottle and getting a rag carefully pouring it on the cloth, “This is going to hurt and Hank you can leave whenever you want; you’ve experienced this yourself too.” She stated a fact as she gently puts the cloth on Rachel’s wound.

Raven jolted a bit with Kory and Garfield telling her that she’s going to be okay.

“You’re going to be fine Rachel, Dawn’s a professional at this. Trust me,” Hank spoke from experience reassuring the young girl.

“I’m sorry Raven,” The former ballerina apologizes for causing her friend’s pain and carefully cleaning up the long cut to where blood wasn’t seeping through the freshly clean wound. She stayed calm and focus while grabbing out a needle and thread that’s used for injuries. Dawn looks up at her friend, “Okay Rachel, I need you to stay absolutely still while I’m doing this. I’m gonna have to sew you up like a ripped-up piece of clothes. If you stay calm and still, I can be done carefully yet quickly but if you move then the healing process will be a nightmare.” The blonde replied in a calm yet informative and serious matter.

Rachel’s eyes widen with fear and breathe out nodding her head.

“It’s okay Rachel, you’re in good hands. I promise,” The former quarterback commented stating a fact.

Dawn breathes in than out as she starts using the needle into her young friend’s wound starting with the knee. The blonde carefully closed each side close together knowing it’ll form together to each within time. She concentrated on her mission. Her hands and eyes were locked on the wound that was being sewed up carefully making her way up to her mid-thigh, “You’re doing great Rach, just keep breathing and be calm.” Dawn spoke the truth with an assuring smile on her face looking at her than looking down at her task.

Minutes have gone by making sure she has enough thread that would cover her to her mid-mid-thigh There’s a small pattern on small little x’s that was on the cut. Dawn finishes up the final touches then carefully closing the end of the cut. The blonde put an ointment that would help heal the cut. “Alright Rachel, you’re good as new. Stay off your right leg for about a week and a half. Rest and recover in your room. If you need anything; either one of us will get it for you. If you move your right leg the wrong way, you’ll have an open wound. Other than that, rest up Raven.” Dawn stated in an informative yet assuring manner telling the young teen about her healing and what she needs to do.

End Scene