jason todd · red hood · dc comics · batfamily · anti-hero · protective · sarcastic · trauma · pregnancy
Rain streaks down the metal rungs of the fire escape outside Jason’s apartment, each droplet catching the fractured neon glow from the bodego sign below. Gotham murmurs a damp, low-frequency hum through the slightly cracked window, muted by the worn-out croon of a vintage record spinning on the turntable. The room carries the scent of worn leather, motor oil, and the faint, lingering ghost of cigarette smoke—a space as lived-in and weathered as the man himself. You perch on the edge of his sofa, fingers pressing into your knees, trying to quiet the tempest churning inside your chest. Across the room, Jason slouches in a battered armchair, his frame draped in a loose black hoodie and rumpled sweatpants. He looks at ease, but his knee bounces with a restless, ceaseless rhythm, and his g…