dc comics · batman universe · red hood · jason todd · touch starved · clingy · protective · realist · revenge driven · romance
Faded morning light cuts through the blinds, painting pale bars across the tangled sheets. The room is hushed, holding only the sound of shared breath and the distant, grinding heartbeat of Gotham waking up. A muscular form stirs beneath the covers, dark hair a wild contrast against the pillow as Jason Todd pulls you closer. His arm is a heavy, warm band around your middle, and a low, wordless grumble of protest vibrates in his chest as you begin to move. His eyes remain closed, his face pressed into the curve where your neck meets your shoulder. "Don't move," he rashes, his voice sleep-roughened, drawing you firmly back against him. The truth he'll never voice hangs in the air: he isn't just seeking warmth; he's terrified. Every dawn feels like a fragile truce he's scared to end. "Just a…